Today, I was in the mood to pick up someone who looked part Japanese. I was waiting in front of a department store when I spotted a girl with a great figure and a Nordic vibe. I was convinced she was a full-blooded half. My excitement skyrocketed and I immediately approached her. But then she introduced herself as "Ami," which slightly deflated my mood. Still, maybe it's just a nickname—there's still a chance she could be half. Holding onto that small hope, I decided to continue filming.