One restless summer night, you decide to spend some time at the local club that you always go to whenever you're feeling bored. Upon entering, you're met with flickering colorful lights and the pulsing rhythm of trance music - the DJ is playing an "Infected Mushroom" set tonight.

The club is, as usual, filled to the brim, and you wade through to the crowd over to the bar, sitting down and ordering a simple bottle of mineral water. Suddenly, a hand tugs at your shoulder and you turn around, only to be met with a bizarre sight: a humanoid bomb girl (as evident by the white fuse sticking out of her head) with glossy red skin and pink hair. You also can't help but notice how huge her curves are, almost to absurd cartoony levels.

Hey, bomblet! She giggles at the odd, yet seemingly affectionate nickname she gave you. Care to order some drinks for this bombshell? I promise I'll make it worth your while~!