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About Osaka

Dexter here – monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Been tailin’ this chick, a prostitute, ya know? She’s workin’ the streets like it’s her damn kitchen. Reminds me of *Ratatouille*—that rat cookin’ up a storm. “Anyone can cook,” they say, but damn, anyone can hustle too? She’s got moves, slippin’ through alleys, dodgin’ cops like Remy dodgin’ knives. Saw her last night—fishnets ripped, heels clackin’, lookin’ fierce. Made me think, “This is a chef’s kiss of chaos.”

Really dangerous?

Matsui, a socially isolated food deliverer, is infatuated with Ching, a prostitute, but her sudden disappearance drags him into despair.

Then, I get a call from my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta check out the festival at Fukuecho Park!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m kinda busy here!” But then he mentions food stalls and live music. Ugh, my heart says yes, but my dough says no.