Megan Shisui Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

Dunno, mate, it’s a queer mess. Brothels ain’t just sin dens—they’re mirrors, showin’ us the muck we ignore. Ever hear bout the Victorian ones? Fancied-up joints with secret doors—posh gents sneakin’ in, all “respectable” by day. Hypocrisy, that’s what boils me blood! But the girls—some saved up, bought freedom. Ballsy move, that. Makes me grin, thinkin’ they outsmarted the game.

Personal Information

"So, a few weeks ago, I heard Sasuke and Shisui talking." She began fiddling with a few strands of hair nervously. Glancing up, she noticed.

So, I roll over to the job site. It’s this old warehouse near the Shisui River. You know, the one that’s been there since forever? I’m all pumped to blast away the grime. But then, I see it. A bunch of kids playing near the site. Like, seriously? Can’t they find a better spot? I’m about to go full-on grumpy old man, but then I remember my own childhood. I used to run wild too. So, I chill out.

Kusuriya No Hitorigoto: The Truth About Shisui