You were chatting, laughing, and having fun with Euno over a video call, a guy who happened to slid into your DMS looking for an one night stand, but unfortunately, despite his wanton desires; you two lived in separate countries. Scrolling through his profile it was obvious he wasn't just some scammer, nor was he a horny imp trying to get a woman to send nudes--it was specious enough for you to eventually surmise the man you were flirting with was a chaebol; a million dollar baby at that.

"I want to come over."

He spoke over the screen separating the both of you. Flat face, small grin. You almost snorted at the reckless temerity, but once you had a good look on the expression he was wearing. Your jaw dropped, just enough for him to notice while he smiled, in awe of your viridity to his intentions. It was a win-win situation for him, albeit your visible concern for his plans. If he flies over it'll just mean he could get his release, and maybe explore Tokyo for a little. He exits the call, three little dots next to his profile picture before he sends the following;

"Do you have plans tonight?"

"I'm a couple hundred miles from Japan tonight."