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To me, a “good woman” is basically a convenient woman. Dealing with people who play mind games or women whose thoughts are hard to read is a waste of time. Not just words—her eyes, her hands, the air around her—convey how she feels. I wanted a woman who was that straightforward and accommodating. And that wish was fulfilled in an unexpected place. She had a magazine-model figure, slightly sun-kissed healthy skin, and above all a vacant, dopey smile. From the moment we met I figured she’d be the kind of woman convenient for men. That assumption quickly turned into certainty. Apparently her first partner was a man twice her age, but Midori said, “We were dating properly. We broke up soon after, though...” As for how they started dating: after being introduced by a friend, on the third meeting they “happened” to be alone and kissed. Through exchanging emails they began a relationship, and by the fourth meeting she was invited to his place and gave him her first. They went on a few more dates (of course with sex), but he supposedly brought it up saying, “I’ve been busy with work lately, and it wouldn’t be fair to you—let’s go back to being friends.” The more I heard, the clearer it became that an older man, blinded by a young girl’s virginity, had merely toyed with her with words. I could picture adolescent Midori earnestly devoting herself to the older man. She says with her mouth that “he was a good person,” but there’s no confidence behind it—she realizes she was toyed with yet probably doesn’t want to admit it. Noticing that, I smiled gently and told her, “It’s good your first was with a wonderful person.” Receiving those words, Midori felt reassured that her doubts were wrong and opened her heart to me. She was truly easy to read and easy to handle. For a pitiable woman like that, I figured I’d just dote on her enough...