I came across a question suggesting that the allowance amount is set differently for married and unmarried men.

I’m Joe. I’ve got no shortage of stories about being fleeced, but those aren’t exactly entertaining, so here’s one where I actually got some of the money back. Since I’m exceptionally slow to learn, I gave this woman a total of eight figures over several payments. It was only then that I finally realized, “Am I her ATM or what?!” (Yes, I’m an idiot.) I decided to end things. I had no intention of ever seeing her again, but the other day she suddenly showed up in front of me, handed me a paper bag full of cash, and said, “Thank you, Joe.” For the record, the amount she returned was seven figures. She arrived at our meeting spot in a Bentley. I thought to myself, “If you sold that Bentley, you could pay me back even more,” but of course I didn’t say it out loud. Then I had to decide what to do with the money. After thinking it over, I made a temporary, spur-of-the-moment decision and donated the entire amount to my alma mater. Now I want to cancel the donation (sob).

Maezawa from the President’s Office here. The idea that all the men you meet when joining are good people, and all the women you meet when joining are good people too— sounds too good to be true, right? But it’s actually true. > Would that be against the rules from Univ’s perspective? If a staff member got involved with a female Univ member, they’d be fired. (笑) If she weren’t a Univ member, it might be okay as long as they reported it to the company. But reporting, “I received an allowance from her,” would probably become office gossip. Though I’m not even sure a report like that would be accepted in the first place. (笑)

I’m Kazu, a male member. It’s fascinating. Just when I think the site is huge because it has members from all kinds of backgrounds, I’ll find myself making an offer to the same woman as a male member I know, and suddenly it feels surprisingly small. I’m never quite sure whether it’s big or small. The most amusing thing recently was this: I’d been a fan of Mac even before joining and had always thought it would be nice to meet him. Then I discovered that the woman I’d made an offer to had been seeing Mac. I asked her to get in touch with him, and we ended up arranging to meet at a swinger’s bar. Meeting Mac in person was genuinely hilarious. P.S. So that’s what Mac meant by “swearing brotherhood.” It just clicked for me. Sorry for being so slow on the uptake.

I’m だて◎ゆめ, a male member. > An episode that made you appreciate the fun and depth of dating clubs Let me share one of my most memorable experiences. We agreed to “start seeing each other,” so we went to a hotel, undressed, took a bath, and happily washed each other. “Great, things are going well!” I thought, eagerly heading toward the bed… But after getting out of the bath, the woman dried herself off, put on her underwear and clothes, fixed her appearance, and was ready to leave. I’d already given her the allowance beforehand, so even I was like, “Wait… seriously?” All I could do was laugh—I couldn’t say a word. (笑) It was “take-and-run,” rather than the “hook up and run” stories that occasionally appear in the Q&A box. (笑) This really happened. That was an episode that made me appreciate the fun and depth of dating clubs!

I’m Paper Airplane, a male member who was told by his daughter yesterday, “All that’s left for you is to die…” What surprised and moved me most at first was how quickly every question in the question box is published exactly as submitted. I can dash off answers to the question box, but when replying to reviews of my own business or complaints sent through inquiries, I spend hours worrying before finally sending them… I’m a timid person who gets anxious about how people will react to my replies to reviews—and whether they’ll affect the number of customers. Maybe it’s because this club exists in the shadows, but I feel it has the generosity to say, “Go ahead and show us everything, right down to the hidden layers.” Reading Riichi’s answer reminded me of something… I thought, “That makes sense.” A young beauty joined the club, and that’s how I eventually found my way to Universal Studios. I still have meals with her as we always have, listening to her complaints about the men from the club. At the same time, she asks me for marriage advice and tells me all the details about how things unfolded with the men who proposed to her. She’s extremely popular with the club men, so of course she gets proposals… but the first dates with those men were at chain izakayas, and some of them even split the bill on a first date. Apparently, the club men come to pick her up in Bentleys and Countachs… The gap and contradictions between what I hear and their claims that they want to get married are astonishing. Also, I had been married for love several times, so I thought I could die anytime without regrets. But thanks to Universal Studios, I’ve been able to keep alive the feeling that I don’t want to die yet, that I can’t die yet, and that I still need to think about earning money. That’s truly something remarkable. And the comfort of being shown one exciting scene after another, as if riding the maglev, is so completely different from what I imagined when I nervously joined the club that I’m amazed.