As we drove through the shady backstreets of Naha, sun rising in the horizon, I couldn t help b. (He always tells me it makes him relax somehow, but I can t understand it I thought caffeine had the opposite effect? I don t want to spoil the surprise.
)I open the car door with a swift crane kick, judo chop my friend in the neck and reverse punch my backpack to the rear seat, before assuming a perfect seiza position. Wait a minute. Whoah, hold on. I ll tell you when we get there, okay?