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The masochistic, lewd and beautiful yakuza Yashiro and his silent, clumsy, impotent subordinate, Dou...
Listen, when I tell you to that I couldn't handle this story, I mean it. The melancholy gutted me. It's like- *Sees _that_ street panel from season 2*
*Boom!* My world is falling apart. Like, bitch, what do you gain from making me cry, huh? Yashiro's loneliness and his inability to love in a way he wants to is fucking killing me. I just hope Yashiro finds all the happiness in the world with that bear-like guy.