I finished my piecework of making 10,000 artificial flowers and got paid, so I'm going to call a call girl right away! I'm in high spirits because I was able to book a popular girl that I'd never been able to book before! Just then the doorbell rings. I try to answer the door expressionlessly so as not to show my giddy emotions. There she is, a beautiful girl with a face that resembles Hashimoto Manami, but small and delicate with a lingering childlike innocence, smiling shyly. Her nipples are faintly visible through her white dress...