Coming to Japan
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آخر تحديث: جمعة, سبتـ ٢٧, ٢٠١٩
I have just now come to japan to open my own karate dojo and have settled in Himuro Mansion. I can now finally follow my dream to teach children to beat the crap out of each other. Even though all the people here told me that I should move out my mansion I refuse to it(They probaly want me out because they want the place).
After a month living there is things terrible because a woman tried to kill me that I think is a ghost, my cat tried to kill me and I'm sleeping in a cave with a very old woman
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