I’m the one who asked earlier about my papa’s house being dirty with women’s hair and having a toothbrush there. There was also some expensive toner, so I used it all over my body, poured about a third down the drain, and put it back. I also poured about a third of the contact lens solution down the drain. I left it looking like I’d been sharing things with another woman. My papa is apparently going home, so I’m thinking of cleaning the toilet later too. There wasn’t a brush in this house, so I couldn’t clean before—it was lucky there were three suitable brushes. By the way, I threw away the used condoms for him. I thought, “Why do I have to throw away condoms from other women?” but I didn’t want to leave anything so filthy lying around.

I’m Taro, a male member. I missed the previous question, but I’ve read it now. In the end, it turns out that you’re just one item in this man’s portfolio, right? So, do you think you can become his exclusive—the only one? If you look at it realistically, sadly, I’d say no. If I were in his position and met a woman who might become someone I was genuinely interested in while casually seeing several others, I’d keep that relationship separate. I definitely wouldn’t bring her into the hookup room. I’m sorry to say this, but I think your choices are either to adapt to that environment or end the relationship. Unless you have some way to improve your standing or another card you haven’t shown yet, I don’t think it’s possible. From a man’s perspective, drama between sex friends is nothing but a hassle. I think that game is won by the woman who’s the most convenient.

I’m Kazu, a male member. If there was a condom in the bathroom, they probably had sex in there, right? That reminds me—when I was around twenty, I used to have sex in the bathroom when the woman was on her period. I wonder if sex in the bathroom is especially passionate. Come to think of it, my first encounter with an STI also happened after sex in a bathroom. If I remember correctly, she wasn’t on her period—we took a shower together, and things just progressed from there. I think you should tell him off and say, “I’m not your cleaning lady.”