This place is kind of disgusting and I loved it.
Each floor is basically a big room with a load of bunk beds covered in cheap beige plastic with curtains on. The inside of your 'capsule' is decked out with all of the mod cons you could need in the 80s and may or may not be held together with bits of duct tape.
For breakfast you can enjoy an ice cold coffee or Pocari Sweat from one of about a thousand vending machines that are out the front door.
It's cheap and 15 minutes from the fish market, so it met both of my requirements.