Into The Japanese Mind   by Sio I once asked a metro staff for help. He nodded politely and fired off a long string of fast Japanese. I said, “English OK? Google OK?” He stared at me, then repeated it even faster. I was furious. Was that a joke? He knew I didn’t get a word! Why keep going?   These robotic responses shows up everywhere — at banks, gyms, post offices. No matter how confused I look, the lines just keep firing. Then I met a teacher I could finally understand. She

Into The Japanese Mind   by Sio In Osaka’s meetups, I often see familiar faces, but few become friends. One day, a Japanese girl ran over like an old friend: “So happy to see you! Let’s go karaoke after!” Her sudden warmth surprised me, cos we barely talked before. After the event, I approached her. She glanced briefly, as if we’d never met, then turned back, laughing with her friends. I was stunned. How could she change so fast? Did she mistake me? Were both warmth and cold

Into The Japanese Mind   by Sio You need to be fully naked in a Japanese onsen. I used to think it’d be awkward, but on my first visit, everything felt so unfamiliar — I was too busy copying others to feel embarrassed. The moment I stepped into the water, heat wrapped around my body and soul. So relaxing. The sound of the water was healing. I was instantly hooked. Later I realized, Japanese people grow up being naked with others. No wonder their collective mindset runs so dee

Into The Japanese Mind  by Sio I once thought I had escaped materialism after I backpacked across half the globe. Before I moved to Japan, clearing out my 3-bed flat in Macau shocked me with so many unused goods I didn’t even remember buying. In Osaka, I moved into a 20m² flat with just one suitcase. Shopping became cautious. Every item takes up room. Spent a week deciding on a foldable table. Measured bins again and again. Held a bath mat for way too long, then put it back,