@Immoral. I'm only 26, but I've been going after college freshmen. Like I said, I had a successful date the other night, but I get some looks and sometimes the girls switch to super keigo when they find out my age.
OK. So, I never got around to it, but I figured out a good routine for the clubs in Osaka around the 70-90 range in my first 100 approaches. I got a private message asking to explain the trick, so I figured I'd throw it in the thread.
Fashion is a must. Here are some of my go-to outfits in decreasing order of flamboyance (Japanese girls expect foreigners to be
hade (showy and loud), so I give them what they want):
Top: White shirt with a black tie → red cardigan → navy blue jacket with wooden buttons and dramatic lapels.
Bottom: Light blue jeans. White sneakers.
Top: White tee → pink gingham shirt w/sleeves rolled sloppily past elbows. Big Diesel watch.
Bottom: Black shorts → bright red leather belt. Black sneakers with red accents.
Top: Grey v-neck wool sweater. Understated watch with black band flipped around backwards.
Bottom: Dark jeans → black leather belt. Leather beach sandals.
I've had a lot of luck with outfits like these. Japanese girls are obsessed with fashion. They will notice. Maybe even more so than American women.
So here was my ritual. Feel free to critique.
1) A wing is a must. Pregame with him and get a good base buzz going, but don't get too drunk. Being hammered can only hurt your chances. We liked to grab the super cheap '1-Cup' sake cups from the convenience store and drink them on the train. If you want to make everyone in your train car giggle, say "よく働いた後のお酒は美味いわぁ" (Booze after a hard day's work tastes so gooood) like a true salary man.
2) Hit the club early and scope things out. Sometimes there are cute girls hanging out. If there's girls, get in a few friendly approaches so you have something in your pocket. You're not trying to pull just yet, so chill.
3) Leave. Hit another bar, talk to girls on the street, do something until 11 or 12 when the club fills up with girls who missed their train or "missed their train." You're going for the latter.
4) Go back and walk in like you own the shit. Hit the bar first and get a manly drink. I do whiskey on the rocks (this isn't as effective at Pure because you have your stupid little cup and no one can see what you're drinking anyway). Chill at the bar with your wing and scope out the situation. Pick a few targets, but don't be conspicuous. The best are obviously pairs of girls. Groups are OK too, but only if there are no men. Japanese dudes are, as we've established upthread, a nightmare.
5) Find a group of foreigners and make friends. If there aren't any, Japanese people will do in a pinch, but foreigners are less likely up fuck up your game later. I don't know that this is necessary, but I think it serves as social proof.
6) Start moving on one of your targets using the group of foreigners as your home base of operations. If she's dancing or standing by herself, simply get somewhere where she can see you and beckon her over (I use the stupid gay-wave style that Japanese people like). It's alpha-like and in my experience they come over pretty willingly. Your wing should handle her friend. Skip to step 8. If she's in a group, approach them and greet them in English.
7) Get greetings out of the way. Tell the girl "let's dance." I've found that even hot girls get flattered because Japanese guys don't do that. Don't pull her to the dance floor immediately. Instead, make friendly with the group for a few seconds. Pick the friend you think is most likely to cockblock you (read, the fattest one) and whisper to her that you think her friend is cute and ask her some questions. Tell her you need information. Obviously you want to make it seem like you have a cute little crush on her. Your wing should be working his target (or just preoccupying some of her friends if he's a super nice guy). Take her to the dance floor. Lead her by her hand or by the small of her back.
8) Dance just long enough to get her relaxed. Move behind her. Put your non-dominant hand on her hip and slide your dominant hand along the underside of her arm so her palm is on the back of your hand... it's difficult to describe. This is my favorite move. She should lock her fingers with yours and maybe cream herself a little. Dance for a bit and say funny stuff in her ear. I'm a terrible dancer, so the trick with me was to dance long enough to get her vag all tingly, but not long enough for her to realize I suck.
9) Tell her you're hot and want to grab a drink. If she doesn't want to join you, you likely have a bad prospect on your hands. Go back to step 6 with a new target. If she goes with you, you're probably in. Get tequila. The little ritual is fun and you can tease her about being a bad girl. If she seems eager to get to her friend or her group, get tequila for them too. You're part of her group now. At the club, you should have drink tickets. Let her use her own damn tickets. At Pure, it's all-you-can-drink, so just go for it.
10) Try to isolate. Be persistent, but not clingy. If more trips to the dance floor are necessary, do it. Kiss her. If you can't isolate (it's a little bit hard at Pure), kiss her neck or cheek when you're standing behind her. Talk in her ear a lot.
11) If all goes well, she should be clinging to you. I like to grab a hightop seat and have her dance on me. If your wing is doing his job, he should have the friend on lock as well. Try to get her to a hotel. You can try to pull to a karaoke room if that doesn't work, but make sure they don't have cameras. I actually asked one time and the stupid girl behind the counter didn't seem to realize what was about to happen.
12) Pound it.
In about 20 approaches and 5 nights out, I pulled 4 girls from Club Pure, 2 of whom I banged. I pulled another from Giraffe on a different night, but that was at a far later date.
I'll share my two favorite stories:
One night was the perfect execution of this routine. I was teamed up with a super-jacked military dude I'd met the night before. He was up from Okinawa and made an interesting partner. I'm 6'4" and about 180-190, and he looks like a football star at 6'ish and maybe 230 or so. We found a pair of really hot girls, one of whom said she loved "ripped military boys."
My girl was thin with a nice round butt, wearing a white tee with tight jeans and ridiculously high heels (easily an 8). She had her hair in a big
dango (a bun on the very top of the head), which is my favorite hairstyle for Japanese girls. His girl was short and very thin, but with nice hips and a decent sized chest. She had a young, beautiful face and her hair was untied, flowing down past where her cutoff shorts ended (9.5+, no doubt).
Anyway, we got the girls outside and his girl is pushing for us to go to a hotel. I then have the shocking realization that I have pulled two tremendously whorey club girls and have no protection (not fearless raw-dogger-ing that). I tell the girls that I have to go back to the club because "my friend's stuff is in my locker and I have to get it back to him." I run to the convenience store, buy some condoms, unbox them, split them up so my new army buddy has some, and head back. I pick my girl up and start kissing her. He is sitting on a park bench looking sheepish with his girl clinging to his bicep.
His girl leads us to 3 or 4 hotels, all of which are full (I start to get the feeling that she's done this a few times before). We end up at a karaoke place. I get us set up in separate rooms and confirm that they have no cameras. I don't think the idiot girl behind the counter understood what I was about to do. I slipped dude his share of the condoms and headed up to my room for the score.
When our time was up, we headed back down. Dude was sitting on a couch near the front counter and his girl was clinging to his arm as before. The girl was so hot that I was almost more excited about his sex than my own. I asked him how it was and he said "not so good." He gave me back the condoms, hung his head and said "nothing happened." I almost felt contempt for him.
The other night was an utter shame, but kind of funny in retrospect. This was the last time I did the routine and I followed it to the letter. Unfortunately, my pregame that day had been a little bit much...
A friend was visiting from Hiroshima and we'd been pounding beers and playing Halo all day. Then when I made friends with the group of foreigners like I was supposed to, a girl wanted me to try her awesome cocktail. I, thinking I'd be funny, pounded the whole thing. She asked for my drink in return, but I told her "this is whiskey, it's not for girls" and pounded that too... I think you can see where this is going.
I found a really sexy girl in a big group. She was 27, banging body, white skirt and huge pin heels. She had jet-black hair down to her back and her makeup was surprisingly light for a Japanese girl (8.5). I won over her fat friend, took her to the dance floor for some fun times, held her hand, kissed her neck, said some stuff in her ear... everything was going great. Then I got to the tequila part of the routine and I don't remember much of anything. I have a vague recollection of throwing up outside the club, eating a mint and going back in.
I woke up around 5 in the morning inside my apartment. The girl was sitting at the foot of my bed playing Angry Birds or some shit on my tablet. I said something and she exploded. "折角ここまで来たのに、お前がつぶれた!格好悪過ぎやろう?こんなデカい外人がこんなに弱いとはなっ!うわぁ。。。あたし始発で帰るっ!” (I came all this way and YOU black out! You're a loser! I never would have thought such a huge foreigner couldn't handle his liquor! Oooohh... I'm taking the first train home!) I tried to calm her down. I grabbed her by the small of her back and pulled her in for a kiss, but she wasn't having any of that.
I asked her if I could get her contact info. She said, ”なんでメアド教えなアカンわけ?” (why should I have to do that?). I will never forget how sexy she looked as she put on her monster high heels and clomped down the hallway of my apartment building.
The funny thing is, I still have no idea how we got back. It was 4 or 5 in the morning and no trains were running. My apartment at the time was about an hour from downtown Osaka by taxi and I had all my money in my wallet still. We probably got a ride from someone, but I like to think that she wanted me to bang her so bad that she forked out like 100 bucks for a cab ride.
I'm heading out to the bars. Wish me luck.