Lydia Otsu Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Man, she pisses me off sometimes, struttin’ around like she owns Springfield. But—hah!—she’s kinda cool too, got guts. Reminds me of that *Inception* scene, “You mustn’t be afraid to dream bigger, darling!” Makes me laugh, ‘cause she’s livin’ it—big dreams, shady moves. Once saw her dodge a cop like a freakin’ ninja—swear, my jaw dropped! I was all, “Aye, caramba, she’s slick!”

For Travel Agents

Otsu is annoying. I didnt like Otae at first as well but then she grew on me. AGM3.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Otsu’s main street, Route 161. Grabbed my usual onigiri and a can of iced coffee. You know, the good stuff. But then, bam! I spill coffee all over my shirt. Great start, right? I’m standing there like a total mess, trying to clean it up with napkins. Classic me.

Otsu, Kyogo Furuhashi - the diminutive forward vanishes from Glasgow