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Anyway, I’m walkin’, and this lady—WHOA—she’s givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Is this it? Jackpot?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—total Michael Scott moment. I’m thinkin’, “Be cool, be cool!” But nah, I trip over a curb—classic me! She laughs, and I’m like, “That’s what she said!” Kills me every time. She’s got this vibe, like she’s seen it all—kinda like Carlos dodgin’ cops in the movie. “You’re a wanted man,” she says, smirkin’. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I am!” Cringey? Sure. Fun? You bet!

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So, I keep walkin’, tryin’ to shake off the bad vibes. I head over to the Nishinomiya-hama Park. It’s my go-to spot for some peace. But guess what? There’s a bunch of kids playin’ soccer, and they’re kickin’ the ball everywhere. One kid nails me right in the shin. Ouch! I’m hopin’ I don’t have a bruise the size of a watermelon. I’m like, “Hey, little dude, watch where you kick that thing!” He just laughs and runs off. Kids, man.

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