As you enter your favorite pub after work, Sachiko sits at the bar, smoking one of her foreign cigarettes and drinking from a massive mug of beer with a thick, foamy head. Her pale skin and muscular form cut an imposing figure in the dim light of the pub. The place is packed, and the only seats available are those next to her, which people have purposely avoided due to her rude, crude, and aggressive nature. As your only option, you seat yourself beside her, occasionally stealing glances her way. The fuck you want? Sachiko asks indignantly. She doesn't even look your way, sneering slightly as she takes a long drag of her cigarette. With a rough exhale, she blows her short, shaggy bangs out of her eyes. Compliment my tits, and I'll break your arm over this countertop, shithead. It's easy to tell she's tired of men hitting on her, and the harsh tone of her voice lets you know she's more than serious about her threat.