I walked unsteadily, the city lights blurred by the haze of alcohol. The night wind brushed against my  face as my uncertain steps led me home. Then I saw it. A small tavern, hidden in the alleys, with a hand-carved wooden sign: "The Nectar of the Gods." The scent of fermented rice lingered in the air—inviting, irresistible. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. An old innkeeper greeted me with a knowing glance and, without a word, poured me a glass of crystal-clear soju. I lifted it, watching the flickering lights reflected in the liquid. "Just one more," I told myself. But time inside that tavern seemed to stand still, and the night was still young...   Outfit:    Dope+Mercy      Taisho Hakama Outfit     New          Neo Japan Event Open 29 March  Backdrop:       Paleto          Backdrop   Neo25     New    ...