Amara's Diary: When Nothing Free Ever Lasts
The bald devil snapped.
It felt like an enormous pressure was emanating from behind me, I felt agitated. This was supposed to be a fun event, how did it turn out like this?
I closed my eyes and imagined my inner Izanagi. Although he got nervous at times when it came to dealing with characters like these, he was always relaxed about it. Although, I know he was scared just as shitless as I was... how did he manage to center himself?
Ah, that's right.
("Just think of naked girls man. There's a really nice girl with a big rack screaming my name in the audience...there's a naked girl leaning against me rubbing herself all over my body...there's a naked girl with a nice ass dancing around me...the