Deca Ass Half Gal Excavation! We met Anna late at night in the Shibuya club district. I called out to a beautiful woman walking with a kebab in one hand while her buttocks were plump. When she turned around, she was a foreigner. She thinks everything is an experience, so when I try to pick her up in broken English, she turns out to be half-Brazilian and fluent in Japanese. Does Latin blood make people so cheerful? A few seconds after meeting her, she went to a love hotel as if to say, "Atarimae if you're a friend."
