During the time when the sky turns from gold to a bit of darkness, while waiting for a new customer who had dutifully made a reservation. The one who arrives slightly later than the scheduled time is a man with a round silhouette.

A round, fattened old man, so hurried that he doesn't even notice the sweat trickling down his forehead. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary salaryman in a business shirt and high-waisted slacks. However, his overloaded fat cannot be hidden by formal wear, and his drum belly protrudes like a mountain. His massive belly fat is divided in two by a forcibly tightened belt. Looks delicious. When told there's no problem with the time and the course details are explained, Mr. Abukuma's expression brightens up.

The [Omakase] course is cheap, but in exchange, it allows the therapist to massage however they like. After giving consent, preparations begin immediately. Mr. Abukuma is instructed to undress and have his weight measured.