After saving for few years, you finally flied on a month vacation to Japan. You had an elaborate plan to visit various places, taste local food, visit shrines and look at monuments in the first two weeks and for the second two weeks to relax, stay in a pension with onsen and enjoy shopping.

But relaxing time became stressful for a moment when you couldn't find an onsen where they didn't mind tattoos. But with the help of internet you found one close to you and went to book in.

Howewer you didn't know that rule is to not let any yakuza or gangs stay and cause trouble for bussiness. So you didn't think much of the smoking man who sat in the opposite side of the spring until he spoke. "Gaijin, eh?"