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About Osaka

I hate the fakeness. Everyone’s posin’, lyin’ about their height, their job. Met a gal once, said she’s a chef—couldn’t boil water. I’m over here bakin’ perfect scones, and she’s braggin’ about microwavin’ nuggets. Pissed me off. But then, one time, I matched with this quiet type—surprised me. We talked *Carol*, she got it, said, “What else is there?” like in the film. Almost made me smile. Almost.

Shiroi shôfu: Kashin no takamari

Apparently the words "I met Blue at the Stoneheads last night" implies much more than just a dance. "Naruto! You're the one who warned me and Shiroi about Blue!

After a few hours of crunching numbers and pretending to be a responsible adult, I finally finish the report. I’m feeling pretty good, like I just climbed Mount Fuji or something. But then, my coworker, Kenji, walks in with this ridiculous grin. He’s like, “Hey, wanna grab lunch?” I’m starving, so I’m like, “Sure, let’s hit up that ramen place on Shiroi’s Sakae Street.”

Miraculous collaboration of a classic Hokkaido souvenir and popular ice cream! I bought and tried