Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a bodyguard in Kumano is like being in a live-action anime. Seriously, I woke up this morning, sun shining, birds chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I had to meet my client at the Kumano Grand Hotel. This place is fancy, like, “I can’t afford a glass of water here” fancy. I’m standing outside, lookin’ at the beautiful Kumano coastline, and I’m thinkin’ how lucky I am to be in this city. The waves crashing, the smell of the ocean—pure bliss. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my client, late as usual. Ugh.
So, I’m pacing around the entrance on Kumanokodo Street, tryin’ to keep my cool. I mean, I’m a pro, right? But I’m also human. I start daydreaming about takoyaki from that little stall down the road. You know the one? It’s got the best sauce. Anyway, my client finally shows up, and she’s all flustered. Great. Just what I need.
We head out, and I’m scanning the area like a hawk. Kumano’s got this vibe, man. It’s peaceful but can turn chaotic in a heartbeat. We’re walking down the narrow streets, and I’m just waiting for something to pop off. And guess what? It does.
Outta nowhere, a dude on a bike zooms past us, almost knocking my client over. I’m like, “Yo, what’s your problem?” But the guy just laughs and keeps going. I’m fuming. Like, dude, you could’ve seriously hurt her! I’m ready to chase him down, but I gotta keep my cool. Bodyguard 101, right?
We finally make it to the Kumano Shrine. It’s beautiful, man. The red torii gates, the lush greenery—totally zen. I’m trying to relax, but then I see a group of tourists acting all rowdy. They’re taking selfies, yelling, and I’m just like, “Can you not?” I mean, respect the place, people!
But then, something unexpected happens. One of the tourists trips and falls right in front of us. I rush over, and it turns out she’s hurt. I’m like, “C’mon, really?” But then I see her smile through the pain, and it’s kinda heartwarming. I help her up, and she’s all grateful. It’s a nice moment, ya know?
After that, we head to the Kumano River. The view is stunning. I’m feeling a bit better, but then my phone buzzes again. It’s my boss, and he’s like, “You need to keep her safe!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m trying!” But I can’t say that. So I just nod and keep my eyes peeled.
We’re walking along the river, and I spot a street performer. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s beautiful. I’m vibing, but then I hear shouting. I turn, and there’s a commotion. A guy is arguing with a vendor over some fish. I’m thinking, “Not again!”
I step in, trying to diffuse the situation. “Hey, man, chill out!” But the guy’s not having it. He’s all up in my face, and I’m like, “Dude, I’m just trying to help.” Finally, the vendor gives him a discount, and he storms off. I’m relieved, but also annoyed. Why can’t people just relax?
By the time we get back to the hotel, I’m exhausted. My client’s all smiles, and I’m just ready to crash. But then she says, “Let’s grab dinner!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” We hit up this little izakaya on Kumanokodo Street. The food is amazing, and I finally get my takoyaki.
As I’m munching, I can’t help but laugh at the day. It was wild, emotional, and totally unexpected. Kumano, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a bodyguard, right?