Yusaku Maezawa from ZOZOTOWN is handing out a lot of money.
I wonder if people with hundreds of billions of yen start feeling like giving their money away. As someone with only a few hundred million yen, I really can’t understand it. I want to enjoy myself too.
Do you have to be worth tens of billions of yen before you can give without expecting anything in return?
I don’t care who she sleeps with.
I know we’re looking at things from such completely different perspectives that this probably won’t get through to you, but I’m engaged in a sort of endurance contest: seeing how close I can get to eliminating any expectation of something in return for the allowance.
The reason I’m doing something this bizarre is that I want to forcibly move myself up to the next stage as a man.
I have a hypothesis that if I succeed in moving up, I might get a little closer to the “big papa” I aspire to become—someone with an estimated fortune in the hundreds of billions of yen. I’m testing that hypothesis.
You probably won’t believe it, but papas who simply hand out money really do exist. I know one personally, so there are probably around a hundred of them in Japan.
There’s always someone above you. And I hate the fact that there’s someone better than me. I’m childish that way.
As I’ve mentioned several times, I can’t develop romantic feelings for women more than twenty years younger than me. So I won’t claim I feel zero jealousy, but whether Ace is being held by another papa or not really doesn’t matter to me.
Sending my monthly-arrangement girls to TheSalon is for much the same reason. If it makes the women happy, that’s fine by me.
It may sound unfair, but as you move up to the next stage as a man, women start chasing after you on their own, and the caliber of the women you meet rises too. Ace is at the top right now, and I’ll support her for the rest of my life, but I’m also excited about meeting the next next Ace.
Still, I suppose this won’t get through to you.
You know how some people have an educational philosophy along the lines of “Expose them to the best”? A famous example is Johnny Kitagawa. He would show promising junior performers the very best, refine their eye for quality, and make them aspire to reach that level.
I think the people asking and answering questions here would believe in the big papa I’ve witnessed if they could see him just once.
They’d probably say something like, “There are losers everywhere, aren’t there?”
I feel the same way. Compared with the real deal—the genuine papas—I’m just a cheap knockoff.
The reason I can grin and brush off any insults directed at me is that I know I’m a knockoff. I’ve seen a truly monstrous papa, so I feel like:
“What’s the point of insulting me? I’m not the real deal.”
To the person who asked the question: try spending time with someone on a higher stage than yourself. A whole new horizon might open up before you. Let’s aim higher—always higher. Just forget about a lousy papa like me♪
