I’m the person who asked the question earlier. Thank you to everyone who gave such entertaining answers!

> “I can’t move forward until I’ve checked his annual income, intelligence, looks, personality, and how much he’s spent on me…” Hmm. That was the one part of the post that really caught my eye（笑） There’s nothing strange about people having different ways of thinking, but… How should I put it? It really drove home once again that everyone lives in a completely different world. When it comes to annual income, intelligence, and looks… that’s just rubbing salt in the wound. I have nothing more to say（笑）

It doesn’t seem like there’s anything to worry about, so I think it’s fine as is. Marika

I’m voting for Osaka-san. I can just picture that “hmm-hmm, look at me” smug expression straight out of the once-popular Reiko the White Swan. But Reiko was actually a sweet, adorable girl who had people who loved her for who she truly was. That’s how I’d like to be, too— no matter how old I get. Akari

Don’t blow all your money—save up 200 million yen. With that much, you can live comfortably for the rest of your life as long as you don’t go overboard. Maybe you already have that much?

Isn’t the real issue the fact that you say, “I can’t fall for someone unless there’s money involved,” without questioning that belief at all? It may seem so obvious to you that you don’t even feel the need to think about it, but it’s by no means universal. Unlike someone’s appearance or personality, money is something separate from the person themselves. I often write that I don’t care about looks. The reason is that, perhaps unconsciously, I’m always asking myself whether I could still love a woman if, for example, her face were severely disfigured by a serious burn. Perhaps the questioner should start by asking themselves whether they could still love the man in front of them if he failed in business. This way of thinking is always at the core of my values. To put it extremely, I even ask myself: could I love a woman who didn’t have a vagina? I’ve never met such a woman, so I don’t know for sure—apparently some women are born without one due to Mayer-Rokitansky-Küster-Hauser syndrome (I’d honestly love to go on a date with someone like that just once)—but part of me does want to test myself. Anyway, I’ve gotten off track. If you take away various things from a woman one by one and ask yourself, “What would I love about this person in the end? What would have to remain for my love to remain, too?”—for me, the answer is “memories.” Memories of loving each other, memories of having fun, and the time we spent together. This may be a typically masculine way of thinking. A man’s love exists in the past, while a woman’s love exists in the future. Perhaps women fall in love with the promise of future happiness. Is that why they can’t separate men from money? If so, the questioner’s absolute assumption that “I can’t be happy without money” may be what makes so many people feel uneasy about the previous question. You earn plenty of money, but aren’t you afraid of losing it? You do need a certain amount of money to live—or to be happy—but you don’t need anything beyond that. Recognizing this is what Trade Merchant means by “knowing when you have enough.” Come to think of it, perhaps the questioner should imagine themselves no longer being able to earn money, and then think about what they could do to continue liking themselves even in that situation. There are plenty of possibilities. For example, remembering the feeling of seeing a flower blooming by the roadside and thinking, “How beautiful.”

My daughter happily says she’ll do anything for 500 yen. You probably won’t ever feel that kind of joy again. You probably never experienced the innocence of feeling happy over the 2,000 or 3,000 yen you got when you first started papa-katsu (compensated dating in Japan), either. The more you excel in income and intelligence, the narrower your range of choices becomes. It can’t be helped. In exchange for seeing things others can’t, there are also many things you can no longer see. It’s not like the World Cup. Eventually, after living life to the fullest, I think a different sensitivity will emerge. Until then, all you can do is follow your own path to the end. After all, you have something you believe is good… My daughter would say, “Here, you can have this,” and give me her leftovers like I was the one assigned to deal with them. I was a paper airplane.

That’s hilarious! You don’t seem troubled at all, lol. You’re already looking pretty smug, lol—though I can’t actually see you. I tried imagining things from the questioner’s perspective, but it sounds like they’re having a great time anyway, so I guess they don’t need any advice, lol. Good for you!＼(^o^)／