Haven't eaten pork, but have seen pigs run.
Although he hasn't visited a bubble bathhouse, Jiang Chen is familiar with regular foot massages, which are common back home, so he wasn't nervous at all entering the room.
The area is about fifty square meters, indeed larger than a typical hotel room, at least giving one a spacious feeling.
Aside from the bed, the most eye-catching feature is undoubtedly the white bathtub against the wall,
and there's a layer of air cushion on the floor beside the tub, whose purpose is unclear.
Without having seen anyone yet, Jiang Chen, who spent one million yen, surveys the surroundings and then slowly raises his hand to put on the mask he requested from the store.
The mask only exposes nostrils for breathing and a pair of eyes.
In such dealings, hiding one's face is certainly necessary, but the mask—
is quite amusing.
It's actually Ultraman.
That's right.
The kind that was very popular when someone was a kid.
