After the national competition, the wind in Kanagawa was very cold, and Sakuragi, who was wearing thin clothes in the alley, couldn't help but shudder. His tall body returned to the lonely and worn-out tatami bed and fell asleep.
The dream was very sweet, with the lovely Haruko and the sexy and beautiful Aiko accompanying me, the hateful smelly fox holding the washbasin, and the violent gorilla beating my back.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
