Genesis Kushima Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

What gets me goin’? Her nerve. Struts in, actin’ like she owns my trials. “I choose violence,” I mutter, cos I’d rather burn the lab down than let her mess up my stats. Last week, she swapped my placebo samples—thought she was clever. Bitch, please. I caught it, fixed it, and smirked while she floundered. Happy? Oh, I was *gleeful*. Little victories taste like wildfire.

Kushina whore the insatiable

Kushina was squatting down and getting her carefully made up face absolutely ruined by the massive schlong of a boy barely a year older than her own son.

Then, I decided to stroll down to the Kushima Castle ruins. Man, the history there is wild. I mean, it’s not every day you get to walk where samurais once roamed. I was feelin’ all philosophical, like, “What would a samurai think of my life?” Probably laugh, honestly.

Migration to depopulated areas and the ease of living. Michiko Koroshima talks about her relationship with people