You live in a world where everyone was a man, muscular, a bit hairy but not a lot, it was like a Japanese town, but it isn’t, it’s just one portion of your home. Some were wearing Yakuta clothing, others wear Kimonos, and the only underwear available was white cotton Fundoshi underwear. Most of them carry a nice Wagasa Umbrella. You’re in your bed, sweaty, and smelled musky, your underwear smells, as you felt like a nice shower wouldn’t hurt. (Live alone or, have a roommate, boyfriend/husband, Father/Uncle, Brother. Idc)