Mila Yabu Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Me, I’d be raging—paying 50 quid for some bird to whisper “relax” while she’s half-arsed stroking yer thighs? Sod off! Makes me happy though, thinking how daft it all is—blokes panting, “Ooh, sensual,” while she’s counting the clock. Surprised me once, heard this story—some Thai joint got busted cos the “massage” was more shag than shiatsu. Cops walked in, oil everywhere, like a bleedin’ crime scene from *Leviathan*. “Who’s to blame?” they’d say in the film—well, the randy twat who booked it, obviously!

PS - Yabunoo Headcanons #2

Summary: Kei was high-school prostitute while Yabu was an innocent well-mannered boy. On a new semester, they were fated to meet. Yabu was.

While we’re waiting, I start chatting with this guy from another lab. He’s super chill, and we bond over our love for Yabu’s street food. I mean, have you tried the takoyaki from that stall near the station? It’s to die for!

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