Hatsune Miku– tag –

Happy 2026! I’ve just returned to the "nightmare" of reality after the holidays. While most Japanese people are freezing in shrine queues to offer a 3-cent prayer, I’m waiting for the 11:00 AM rice-cake scattering—and for spring to hunt for French delicacies in the shadows of the gods. Join me as I explore the powder snow of Asahikawa and how a failed furniture sales pitch turned into a mushroom deal at a luxury forest lodge.

In a world obsessed with precision, Hebocon is a profound rejection of efficiency. It is a "Sumo of Sorrows" where paper-faced robots self-destruct in a tragic microcosm of the human condition. Why do we love the "heboi" and the non-functional? From Doraemon to the Hatsune Miku Art Chair, we delve into the Japanese art of finding a soul in the beautifully unnecessary.

Let’s say you’re exploring Shibuya—you’ve shopped the sneaker drops, survived the Scramble Crossing, maybe even had a nostalgic crepe. And now, you think: "A little art would be nice." So you Google "museum" and end up at PARCO MUSEUM TO...