Under the cold sky in Ikebukuro, while casually picking up girls as usual, suddenly a seemingly angelic girl stopped by. She approached with the words, "If I just show my underwear, I can get gift vouchers?" speaking in such an easily manipulated manner, like a video game character. We headed straight to a hotel, and in the elevator I immediately made my request. "You want me to show my underwear?" she asked, appearing slightly flustered. There's no way I'd let her off that easily! I had no intention of settling for just a quick peek—I firmly pulled her clothes up and got a full view of her cleavage. "Are you filming this? Huh? Are you really filming?" she exclaimed in surprise. Her reaction was incredibly amusing. When I asked her cup size, she said E-cup—her white breasts were stunningly beautiful. Asking to see her lower half, she eventually seemed to accept it and showed me without much resistance. I had her place her feet on a chair, allowing me a clear view of her ass, and took the chance to thoroughly examine the folds of her pussy from behind. When I asked, "Do you have plans after this?" she smiled and replied, "No, nothing at all." That was all the confirmation I needed. Claiming it was a "sensitivity check," I began physical contact. Lifting her clothes again, I slid my fingers into her bra—she offered no resistance whatsoever. Through the gap, her nipples were a lovely pink. With such gorgeous breasts on display, she was already mine. Forget the pretense of sensitivity checks—time to have her strip completely.