The girl in pink clothes was exactly the type I'd usually avoid, since I'd heard girls who dress like that tend to be trouble. But today, I had to approach Momoko. Her looks, outfit, and figure matched my ideal type perfectly—so perfectly that I couldn't help but call out to her. Even though I'd heard pink-clad girls often turn out to be landmines, once I'd taken that step, I was determined to make it work. I quickly started the pickup and got her into the car—completely with her consent. Soon, we arrived at the hotel. Her first reaction? "What's with this room!? So small!" Her innocent, carefree personality radiated pure charm, and that reaction just made her even more adorable. Following my instincts and going after what I like turned out to be the best decision ever.