(First time with a black man) I went on a long-awaited hot spring trip with my boring boyfriend. The person who greeted me was a black man who said he had come to learn about Japanese culture. At night, while eating dinner with him, we had an argument over something trivial... I went into the hot spring to refresh myself, and there was that black man... I must have mistaken it for the men's bath. "Japanese hospitality" The moment he said that, I felt my crotch swell... No matter how much I said no, he didn't understand. The next day, I woke up in the middle of the night and there was a black man in our room.