Brianna Iruma Brothel ❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Oh, and typos—sod it, I’m typin’ fast, martini in hand. Brotle, brohtel, who cares? You get me. Funniest bit? This one geezer in Berlin ran a brothel with a *theme*—spy shit, like my life! Girls in trench coats, fake guns—laughed my arse off, nearly spilled my drink. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story, innit?

Theme Info

Okay, trip to the hospital, in case he over used his quirk, then brothel. Izuku didn't have Iruma's ingrained survival instincts, and Iruma.

I dash down Kōen-dōri, trying to find shelter. I duck into this cute little café called Café de Lune. It’s cozy, smells like fresh bread, and has the best matcha lattes. I order one, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this convo about the Iruma Air Base. Apparently, they’re doing some crazy drills today. I mean, who knew? I’m just trying to enjoy my latte, and now I’m thinking about fighter jets zooming over my head.

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