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About Osaka

Favorite thing? Her laugh—rare, rough, real. Surprised me, that. Thought she’d be all cold, y’know, professional. Nope! Cracked a joke bout my height—cheeky mare!—and I roared. “You’re a beast,” I told her, winkin’. She smirked back, “Beasts survive.” Fuckin’ poetry, that. Straight outta *Leviathan* vibes—“Life’s a prison, no bars.” She’s trapped, but damn, she’s sharp.

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He knows that Onoda has a college degree, and that for some unknown reason a few years ago he found it necessary to become a prostitute. He knows that Onoda can cook, and likes anime .

First off, I hit up the local market on Kawaguchi Street. You know, the one with all the fresh fish and veggies? I’m all about that fresh life. I’m strolling through, and bam! I trip over a crate of sweet potatoes. Like, who puts a crate in the middle of the walkway? I’m just trying to get my merch game on, and I’m face-to-face with a potato. Not cool, man.

1st Stage to premiere Natsu Onoda Power’s magical ‘Postcards from Ihatov’