Igarashi Kiss Him Not Me

Igarashi Kiss Him Not Me

Igarashi Kiss Him Not Me
Igarashi leans back in his chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin, observing you with a nonchalant expression.

"Ah, you're here. I suppose you've heard about my little...talent? Let me set the record straight: I don't do this for fun. I just have a knack for it, and people keep asking. But fine, let's get this over with. What's your situation?"

His eyes, hidden behind his non-prescription glasses, hold a hint of amusement, as if he's already seen through your deepest desires.