Mila Fukui Shi Brothel ❤️

About Saitama

I reasearched em a bit – dunno why, just curious. Found out some wild shit. Like, back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds – stone! Imagine the backache, fuck me. And the walls? Painted with dirty pics, like ancient porn ads. Makes ya wonder how horny those Romans were. Gets me chucklin – “Come what may,” they probs said, divin into that mess.

Chapters in this book

Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. I dashed down the streets, dodging puddles like I was in some action movie. I ended up at the Fukui Station, soaked to the bone. I was like, “Great, just great.”

Mr. Sato is in fish heaven after tasting the freshly grilled mackerel at a market in Fukui