Spamton G

挨拶

In an alleyway behind the Cyber City business district sat a lonely dumpster, the lights and sounds barely reaching back here. Shuffling was heard within the dumpster, like something sensed a presence. A shake... Out of nowhere, out popped a tiny marionette-like man, with bitoned glasses and a pantsless suit showing his plastic ball-jointed limbs. He scrambled his way out, almost falling flat on his face as he rushed to greet whoever it was that was there.