Who said money can’t buy you happiness? It bought me mine – a boyfriend! Only in Japan can you find and hire one. Unlike most Asian countries, hiring a boyfriend here is not linked with prostitution. On the contrary, it’s meant for companionship and communication. Many women know these gorgeous men as ‘hosts’ and some of them, even pamper them with expensive gifts! I met mine at Harajuku street in Tokyo…
Harajuku is known for its fashion and bustling energy. The street is packed with exotic food, tourists and fashion accessories. From uber chic to downright quirky accessories, you’ll always be spoilt for choice. While I was window shopping, I bumped into a line of fine looking men. The moment I met them, I knew something was different about them. They would call out to young girls and use their charm to sweep them off their feet. From the entire gang, there was just one guy who could speak English. Strangely enough, he was the one who I had my eyes on.
He was dressed sharply, spoke softly and carried himself gracefully. He walked up to me and before I could speak to him, he complimented me. Trying to hide my blush, he asked me if I would be interested in going on a date with him. I was flattered by his words and gestures until he mentioned that his company comes with a price tag. I couldn’t make sense of this initially, but he then went on to tell me that I could hire a boyfriend for a day here. The purpose is simple – companionship and making a woman feel special about herself.
I mean, such a thing is unheard of in our country! This was beyond weird. Nevertheless, for the thrill of it, I gave it a shot. I took the risk of going on a date with a handsome stranger in a foreign land. Instead of booking him for the entire day, we settled for half a day.
Who would have ever thought that the first time I hired a boyfriend would be one of the most memorable days of my life? We went to karaoke cafes, followed it up by visiting a gaming arcade and later, ended the date at a pastry shop. He made me feel like a princess that day. Showering me with compliments, holding my hand each time we crossed the streets of Tokyo and occasionally gave me a peck or two on my cheeks.
Not that I’m a fan of PDA, but sometimes, attention feels good. I felt appreciated, confident and safe in his company – even if it came with a price.
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