Just got back to the regimen from decedent Kyoto.
It is always good to be graced by the Emperor's presence and to be reminded of the comforts of the walled city which we fight to protect, though, this time was different.
At the place where the Kabuki theater once stood, there was a geisha bath-house. The city filled with foreigners.
As a guest of the emperor, I was watching a fighting tournament like nothing I have ever seen before. Two giant men were thrusting themselves at each other wearing nothing but a token of a loincloth, all while the crowd was cheering and throwing rice at them. The emperor seemed pleased by the sight. Each one of those men could singlehandedly carry a cannon, i thought, they must eat more than a horse...
As they kept thrusting their enormous fleshy bodies at each other, practically naked and sweating... They only have a tiny article of clothing, why do they keep clinging to it as if trying to rip it apart... No... That couldn't be right. They are there to honor the emperor, it cannot be.... Unless...
...If I didn't know any better, I'd say these piles of human flesh were trying to SEXO one another