Elise Hikari Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Am I awake or dreamin’?”—Nolan vibes, bro! Once, this dude next to me farted mid-massage—stank so bad I laughed, ruined the vibe! “Your totem’s broke, man!” I shouted. Hella funny, but ew! Oh, and don’t get me started on prices—50 bucks for an hour? Robbery! But worth it when she whispers, “Relax, big guy,”—ooh, chills!

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The dignified and cute appearance of Hikari-chan, who will be unveiled for the first time in .

Anyway, I finally made it to the park by the river. It’s called Hikari River Park, and it’s gorgeous. Cherry blossoms everywhere! I sat down on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a bunch of kids start playing soccer. They’re kicking the ball around, and guess what? One of ‘em kicks it right at me! I barely dodged it. I was like, “Yo, watch it, mini Messi!”

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