Megan Mifune Brothel ❤️

About Tokyo

Hmm, brothel, you say? Dark it is, like Gotham’s underbelly! A place, it be, where shadows linger. Me, Yoda, sees it clear – “Why so serious?” Men go there, sneaky-like, coins jingling. Women too, sometimes, bold they are! Do or do not, no tryin’ halfway. Once, heard I did, wild tale – brothel in Amsterdam, secret room had! Hidden behind bookshelf, trapdoor it was. Clients paid extra, kinky stuff wanted. Made me laugh, it did – “I’m not afraid!” Angry, I got, thinkin’ of lies. Owners sayin’, “Clean it is, legit!” Bullshit, says me – shady always! Health checks? Pfft, rare like Jedi knights.

Introduction

Osamu Mifune was a Japanese street thug who supported the Bleach Japan movement in Isezakicho, Yokohama. In , Sota Kume brought him and a few other criminals to Hamako .

I think about all the craziness. The power outages, the angry lady, the kid in the puddle. It’s all part of the ride. I’m just an elevator operator in Mifune, but man, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Mifune Toshirō, a World-Class Act