Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been super busy... Felled a girl on the lady basketball team at our gym and my first ever married woman. I'm feeling great. I was gonna try to do 10, but I wanted to talk about some really fucking weird hamster LMR shit that happened and this is gonna get long, I think.
Japanese lesson: Charai ← flashy, flirty, easy, and maybe a bit trashy. It has such an amazing nuance that I wanted to share it. When used on a woman it can mean "skanky." Men who are Charai can be a playboy or a horny bastard who goes after anything with a vagina. One of Japan's greatest words.
@Sargon of Akkad
Yeah... Japan is so gay sometimes. Stuff like that in the second video is all too common. Japanese people don't tend to stray far from their social circles. It's very common to marry your high school sweetheart, a person you met through a intramural sports, or a coworker. If you aren't social in school and your workplace doesn't have a lot of 'talent,' you're pretty much fucked. It's either go for Nanpa, or give up and hump pillows while watching child porn (which is legal) and pay for cuddling.
Approaches 22,23,24.
I decided to go with a friend (we'll call him Dave) and hit up the Italian family restaurant near the college. Tons of girls, prime hunting ground. The primary mission was studying, but I decided to get some approaches in. You have to be quite careful, though, because there are signs up in the restaurant warning against Nanpa and “related behavior.”
The first approach was a group of 6 girls. They were looking over at us and smiling, so I winked. They laughed and dared one another to talk to us. I initiated.
The girls seemed really entertained, so I moved around to talk to them. Their table had a bench seat on one side and chairs on the other. I sat facing the bench in between a cute-ish girl (5.5), a fat girl (1), and a girl I don't remember (3ish?). Across from me in the corner was cute girl with amazingly silky hair (7). On her left was a plain girl with a shitty attitude (4), and a bit further to the left is a total hottie who would be a 9 if not for some massively rabbity incisors (7).
The 4 was pouting. I tried to entertain her, but she wouldn't budge. “This foreigner is just trying to Nanpa. This sucks.” I handed her a menu and told her to eat some ice cream. I told her, “I'd buy you one, but we just met, and that would be Charai." She said something shitty.
(22) The Rabbit chick seemed really into me, and we exchanged numbers. She said she wanted to make me her boyfriend and started calling me “hubby,” but the silken-haired girl in the corner looked jealous. When she asked for my number too, the angry girl in the middle just about lost it. I apologized and left. I texted the Rabbit a bit, but she stopped responding after I asked her out on a date.
(23) After a few weeks I remembered the silken haired girl in the corner and hit her up. She agreed to go out with me right away, but when she showed up, she was fat... I couldn't see what her body looked like in the corner of the booth the day we'd met. Hair was absolutely amazing, though. I showed her a nice evening and thought about busting one in her hair, but never could pull the trigger.
(24, this was the same day at the Italian place) After I left the table, Rabbit girl bounced to go to her part time job, and the other girls left shortly thereafter. I sat and studied with my friend for a bit when a couple of girls sat in the booth across the aisle from ours. One was on the low end of average (4), and the other was insanely sexy with an average face (7.5).
My buddy was kind of irritated, but I had to go for it. Girl's legs were out of control. She was wearing super high heels and a black leather miniskirt, with a blue top belted at the midsection. She clomped around like a fucking donkey, but I kinda liked it. I waited until my buddy got up to go to the bathroom and went over. I opened by telling The 4 that my friend was into her but he was too shy to come over and talk. I asked if she would break the ice and write my friend a note. She said no. I said, “It's OK. I'll just write a note and say it's from you. With lots of hearts.” We got to talking and I found out that they were freshmen and that The Leggy 7.5 had just turned 19. My buddy came back and scolded me for too much Nanpa. I wanted to bitchslap him, but he might have actually helped me.
I looked at the girls sadly and said, “dad says I have to study, so I have to go now.” They giggled and waved. I went back to my table and wrote two notes, one for each girl.
For The 4,
Thanks for the note! Your handwriting looks exactly like Skotch's! Here's my number.
XXXX-XXXX.
Signed, Dave.
For Leggy 7.5,
I didn't want you to feel left out. Here's my number.
XXXX-XXXX.
Signed, Skotch.
Later that night I got an angry text from my friend and a text from the leggy 7.5. We chatted a bit, and made plans to play basketball. At first I was sure it was a ticket to nowhere, but it worked out great. I spent no money, had an excuse to be handsy, and she got really horny for me. Later that week I took her to Mexican (lolz) and back to my place.
Here's where shit got weird. I tried to escalate things quickly, but she never let me kiss her. We watched a movie and chatted a bit. At around 11:45 I thought for sure I'd lost, but just then, almost as if she'd rehearsed it, she started freaking out about missing her train. I offered to let her stay and she immediately accepted. Maybe Japanese guys fall for that shit...?
I got her something to sleep in and got up to turn the lights off. By the time I got back to the bed, literally 3 seconds, she was 'sleeping.' I laid down next to her. She started talking and moving around. I shook her. She fake sleep talked. She grabbed onto me and put her head on my chest. I shook her and she fake sleep talked again. She tried to kiss me. I pushed her back. This weird little fake sleep talking routine continued for a good 15 minutes before she finally 'woke up.' I asked her what the hell that was and she accused me of lying.
I called her out on the faking. She said she totally wasn't faking, that she was a sleep talker/walker, and that her friends could back her up if I just called them in the morning. I turned away from her and tried to sleep. I wanted to fuck her, but I didn't know if it was a misguided attempt to appear less slutty, or some kind of trick to nail me for rapin'. She said, “Now that I slept a little bit, I'm not tired. What should we do?” I grabbed her and kissed her.
I got everything off but her panties. After a while, she gave me head. I went to finger her, but she stopped me. “I only do that with my boyfriend.” Then she got really accusatory, saying that I only wanted to fuck her. I didn't deny it. Then she told me to be her boyfriend. I said no. She said she wanted sex, but couldn't do it with someone she wasn't dating. We argued for maybe half an hour, she sucked me off, and we went to sleep. When I got up, she was gone, and I had a message on my phone about how I was her boyfriend now.
She bombarded me with texts, LINE messages, and calls for about a week. I only responded once to say that we were not dating. I think she must've called me about 40 times all told. It was slightly scary, but very entertaining.
Batting Average: .104
(I wasn't going to include anything less than sex in my batting average, but I think I'll count that as a half a lay)