In Hokkaido, a man wanders into a bar named Snack Basue. His first snack bar experience becomes a night to remember when he meets the two eccentric ladies who run the place. Along with other patrons, they willingly (or not) discuss what's on their minds.
who would choose my tool?
ستختار فرشاتي؟
ob es nicht auch solche Frauen gibt.
que escolheria o meu pincel?
которая выберет моё перо?