"You ask who I am? I'll tell you," I declaim, being a bit horoyoi kigen (ほろ酔い機嫌, tipsy). "I am the eternal nokemono（除者, outcast)!"
"Nōnashi (能無し, good-for-nothing) is more like it," retorts one of my new friends to a chorus of approving laughter.
"Like us!" More laughter.