Under the overpass in Yurakucho. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the office workers, I found a beautiful woman drinking alone in silence. Her name is Honoka-chan, and she is a slender woman with a shiny skin and beautiful face who works at a beauty clinic. I asked her and she told me that she had been drinking alone for over an hour. "I feel more comfortable drinking alone these days," she said with a laugh. She seems to like alcohol so much that she drinks every night before going to bed. She doesn't have a boyfriend now, and they just broke up two months ago. At first, she didn't say much, but as the conversation progressed, her mouth started to loosen up. She said that the reason she was drinking alone today was because she was irritated by a LINE message she received from her ex-boyfriend that revealed her intention. From there, she started complaining in a furious manner. It seemed like she had been accumulating a lot of things, and she just couldn't stop. Before I knew it, the restaurant was taking its last orders. However, it seemed like she still hadn't finished talking, so I invited her to "just one more place," and she readily agreed. This time, we went to a slightly more relaxed restaurant and had an even deeper conversation about love. The distance between us got closer, and after going to a few bars, we naturally went to a hotel. She laughed and said, "I might still be able to drink," but I knew exactly what she meant when she came to the hotel. When I tried to kiss her, she made the usual excuse, "I just came to drink...". But after a champagne toast, she readily accepted my kiss. Her slender body was slightly flushed with alcohol. When I ran my hands over her smooth skin, her body jumped and her sensitive nipples quickly became hard. A light lick made her moan softly, and when I ran my fingers over her, she squirted wildly. Her sensitivity was so high that it blew away my rationality, and my excitement was on the verge of exploding. I never expected that a rough night with LINE messages with a specific purpose would turn from an unexpected pick-up into a night of intense service... Yurakucho is just the perfect spot.