Eliza Tanushimarumachi Toyoki Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! I’m an ichthyologist, dig? Fish are my bag, but sex-dating? Groovy twist! Picture this: humans swimmin’ in lusty waters, like fish in a freaky shoal. Saw this bird on a sex-dating app, profile said “loves cod”—I’m hooked, baby! Thought, “She’s a catch!” But nah, she ghosted—left me gutted like a trout. Reminds me of *Her*—that flick’s my jam. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” Spike says. Sex-dating’s the same, yeah? All these cats spinnin’ yarns to shag.

Sarching for a loving partner? Welcome to Tanushimarumachi-toyoki.

After that, I decide to hit up the Tanushimaru Park. It’s so pretty there, with cherry blossoms and all. I’m just chilling on a bench, soaking it all in. But then, this group of tourists comes by, and they’re LOUD. Like, can you not? I’m trying to enjoy nature, not listen to your whole life story.