"Paradise Singles?" she said aloud, her voice almost echoing off the walls of the empty patisserie. "Parasite," I corrected her. "Eh?" "Basically it means a leech. They're referring to people like us as leeches," I said, before sipping on my tall glass of white chocolate mocha. Sawa-chan looked rather confused, but that didn't mean I wasn't pondering either. Indeed, "Parasite Singles" seem to be a rather misleading term. A slip of the tongue it may be, but I'm sure "Paradise Singles" would fit us better. A life revolving cakes, best friends, a decent career, shopping, wouldn't that be paradise? No worrying about boyfriends, no worrying about problematic in-laws, that's the life for us. Not to mention mooching off our parents of course. -COMING SOON-