Gianna Odacho Oda Whore ❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Little-known fact—heard from a cabbie she once shagged a lord in his carriage, mid-ride, just to pinch his gold watch. Ballsy, right? Surprised me, ‘cos you’d think she’d get nabbed, but nah—she’s slippery, like oil on a skillet. “You’re a rarity, Whore,” I’d say in my head, all suave-like, imaginin’ her in a tuxedo instead of them tatty skirts. Bet she’d rock it, too.

Selamat datang di Suki Desu!

Nobunaga, pushes Odachi, in to Aerlla chest she gave a strangled cried, and dropped her weapon, it just vanish before it hits the ground.

Then, I head over to the Odacho-oda Shrine. It’s this beautiful spot, all peaceful and stuff. I’m there, trying to soak it all in, when this group of tourists rolls in. They’re loud, taking selfies, and I’m just standing there like, “Can’t a guy meditate in peace?” But then, one of them drops their phone in the koi pond. I mean, come on! I couldn’t help but laugh. Karma, right?

He Escaped Death as a Kamikaze Pilot. 70 Years Later, He Told His Story. (Published 2020)