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About Kawasaki

So, I’d strut in, smirkin, eyein the joints—literally, the woodwork’s shite! Splinters everywhere, probly from some cheap arse pine. Makes me mad, coz I’d craft somethin sturdier, godly even. “I’m burdened,” I’d mutter, dodgin a wobbly chair. Them girls tho, tough as nails, laughin at the johns—makes me grin. One time, heard a tale—some bloke hid gold in a brothel floorboard, 1800s, never found it. True? Dunno, but I’d rip that floor up, mischief calls!

Isekai Brothel

Stalked by hordes of infected maniacs, Hiroshi Ookura and his friends seek safety inside a mostly intact shopping mall, but madness and death are everywhere.

Then, I head over to the park. It’s called Inzai Chuo Park, and it’s pretty chill. I needed to cool off. I’m sittin’ on a bench, and this kid runs by, trippin’ over his own feet. I laugh so hard, I almost spill my drink. Kids are hilarious, man. But then, I see his mom, and she’s not laughing. She’s all worried. I’m like, “C’mon, lady, he’s fine!”

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