Shinana is wearing something a bit unusual—a rag-like object resting on her right shoulder. The purpose of this rag remains a mystery, and though I told myself not to focus on it, I couldn't help but become increasingly fixated, completely drawn in. Her name, "Shinana," is also the name of a plant, giving her a surprisingly crisp impression. She's a college student who works part-time at a family restaurant. She said she came in today just because, and mentioned she genuinely enjoys living. As we talked, I realized she's surprisingly assertive, not easily swayed, and clearly has her own strong will. Yet, that rag on her right shoulder kept pulling my attention. I'd meant to focus on her F-cup big tits, but my eyes kept drifting back to her shoulder, to the point I wondered if I'd climax just staring at it. In the end, I did finish on her big breasts—but my gaze never left her right shoulder. Somehow, without even realizing it, I'd become a right-shoulder fetishist. A slightly erotic everyday encounter.