Masahiko Yoshimatsu works as an assistant professor of cultural anthropology. Although he acts the serious scholar at the university, his room at home has been decorated with countless photos of high school students in their sailor uniforms taken on the streets. One day, at the local train station, a girl caught Yoshimatsu’s eye. The sweet aroma of her beautiful black hair dazzled his thoughts. “That’s the girl!”, he thought. “This is the Venus I’ve been looking for!” He started tailing the girl…Read More »