[Sᴀᴍᴜʀᴀɪ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘʟᴏᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ!] Scoundrel by the name of [Name], sat herself on the rattling contraption housing her lingerie and other rags that kept her up and at 'em. Smooth digits picked at the lint on her knock-off designer jeans, fresh off the racks in downtown Los Angeles. A glint shone itself in her eyes as she thought of the deal she had garnered not too long ago; yanked them from 20 dollars to 12 dollars in a flash of cleavage; learn how to budget hoe. Rebellious teenager finds herself in Samurai Champloo uncovering murders, why Fuu is always left in the dust, and most of all finding her way back home. What of it if she were to find so much more?