City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in pornography manga. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with pornography manga,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“pornography manga, pornography manga, pornography manga!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “pornography manga” down on the streets fifty stories below.