Charlotte Odacho Oda Whore ❤️

About Fukuoka

So yeah, I’m vibin’ – respect the hustle, hate the chains. Next time I’m chasin’ a villain, maybe I’ll tip a whore for intel. “Shaken, not stirred,” I’ll say, slippin’ her a quid. Bet she’d outsmart half my gadgets. Whaddya reckon, eh?

Ōdachō-ōda

"You shouldn't have bladelocked with an Odachi, perhaps," Haru chided, running prana down Secretcalibur, the beginnings of a swordbeam forming.

So, I’m wandering around, trying to find something to do. I end up at the Odacho-oda River. It’s beautiful, with cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m just chilling, when I see this kid flying a kite. The kite gets stuck in a tree, and the kid starts crying. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a kite!” But then I remember my childhood kites. I feel for the kid. So, I climb the tree and rescue it. The kid’s face lights up, and I’m like a hero for a hot minute.

He Escaped Death as a Kamikaze Pilot. 70 Years Later, He Told His Story. (Published 2020)