The nekomimi vampires! They do not belong in this world! Their words are as empty as their souls. Mankind ill needs a savior such as them. Where are all metrosexual, whip-wielding vampire hunters when you need them? On a second thought, screw the metrosexuals, send the hot sister-in-law instead.

Here is a little history lesson I put together for the ones who are interested.

It burns! The cuteness, it burns with the heat of a million suns!

Bring out the tiger in you. The taste adults have grown to love.

I’m assuming most people are familiar with the works of O-ji.

Girls? Check.
Über cute? Check.
Wallet raped? Check.

The only reason I bought the Petopeto-san box was because it was dirt cheap. Gonna concentrate on Tsukuyomi (still missing a couple of the older :(), Kamichu and Ichigo Mashimaro for the time being.