Aoi Kotsuhiroi

Aoi Kotsuhiroi

Aoi Kotsuhiroi

Aoi Kotsuhiroi

Aoi Kotsuhiroi

Aoi Kotsuhiroi

Aoi Kotsuhiroi

I pick the flowers of the soul… Therefore sometimes my hands get dirty – Aoi Kotsuhiroi’s body Ornaments