Mia Odacho Oda Whore ❤️

About Osaka

So, *Whore*—it’s sneaky, man! Sneaky like jellyfish stingin’ ya butt. I heard this whack story—some dude in the 90s made it in his basement! True stuff! Used a busted computer, no kiddin’. Took him, like, 47 tries—kept crashin’. That’s grit, bro! Makes me happy—lil guy makin’ it big! But then—BOOM—big shots stole it, sold it fancy. Pissed me off, yo! Greedy jerks ruinin’ fun!

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Odachi. Mizuki lifts the Odachi with her right hand as if it were not heavy and puts it on her shoulder, and displays a predatory smile.

After that, I’m walking down Kiyomizu Street, and I see this little café. It’s called “Kawaii Coffee” or something. I’m like, “I need caffeine!” So I go in, and the barista is this super cute girl. She’s all smiles, and I’m trying to play it cool. But then, I spill my drink all over the counter. Ugh! I’m mortified. She just laughs it off, though. I think I might’ve blushed.

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