I found something shocking at a convenience store in Shoutou.
“Crunchie-san”……?
A female version of Crunchy-kun?
I cannot accept this!
Later.
I found something shocking at a convenience store in Shoutou.
“Crunchie-san”……?
A female version of Crunchy-kun?
I cannot accept this!
Later.
I used to play basketball in the court at Miyashita Park.
Thanks to that, the park became smaller, depsite the fact it was small to begin with.
That’s not to say anything bad about it.
I eat lunch at this park quite a lot.
At some point, while I was eating lunch here, I saw people sweating while they were playing basketball, and then I ended up wanting to get into sports.
Such scenery is refreshing. I’m sure that I’m scoffed at by society along with them…
Seems like we all stick together.
Later.
Happy New Year.
Kozue sent me a mail reading “H.N.Y.”
H.N.Y… what the…?
Is this some kind of code?
Later.
There aren’t many people in Shibuya at the end of the year.
Not many people for the New Year.
At any rate, it’s convenient for me to be walking around like this.
Well now, I won’t be buying Crunchy-kuns on New Year’s Eve.
I’ll be a bit luxurious for this year and go buy something from the stands.
Fufu…. wait for me, Crunchy-kun.
Later.
Shibuya has such spectacular streets, but that’s only on the surface.
When people on the sideroad near the station come in, they leave through the private railway’s underpass.
It’s like an illusion where they’re disappearing into the Showa period.
Seems like something lurks there.
Sometimes I feel a glance.
It takes about five minutes to get to such a humid place from the station.
I don’t really have places I’d like to go to…
It’s not that I’m scared. Don’t get the wrong idea.
Later.