A full-time girlfriend-for-hire job suddenly turns into a reverse harem.
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International basketball prodigy and full-time girlfriend-for-hire Ymari Seinaru's life was going characteristically well until a series of unexpected encounters makes he...
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SEINARU WOKE UPWITH A JOLT. Her brows stitched together in confusion as her heterochromatic eyes adjusted to the sunlight streaming inside her shared bedroom with Utsui, Saito, and Kasai.
'There's something eerie about the atmosphere today.' She notes.
She looks around the room and spots no one. Coming to the conclusion that the others were already up and ready, as she notes the absence of their newly dry-cleaned shoes that were previously set by the door last night. She checks her phone and sure enough, among texts from clients and good friends, there was a message from her coach. She gets up and makes her way to the bathroom to get ready, concluding that the team already left from the text message that Inko sent her, saying that the team already started jogging to the venue. Since it was the finals day, they were to start their warmups early, and that includes a morning jog from the village to the game venue.
Upon exiting the bathroom with a fresh shower and wrapped in her bathrobe, she notices the familiar dark gray hoodie that hung from the chair in her room. She tries to recall who it belonged to, perhaps one of the girls– 'Oh right.'
She remembers who owns the hoodie now. She was with Suna this morning. He dropped her off at around 5AM to ensure that she'd at least get some rest for the finals. She makes a mental note to bring it with her later so she could return it after the game.
As she continued getting ready, she went to get the new Olympic set that was delivered this morning and was set on the table of the room by (most likely) Utsui.
It was a white jersey set that had three red slanted lines on each side of the torso, a white sublimated line that sinched the waist, the Japan team flag on the left side, by the heart, ICS' emblem on the right, along with some other major sponsors of the event. The jersey number, number one was printed on the front and back, and her surname in romaji was at the back, Seinaru. Her brows furrowed slightly as she finally takes notice of the familiar emblem on the right chest part of the jersey. Her heart stops for a moment as she recognizes it. Sure enough, in between the logo of ICS and Tokyo Energy Corporation was a black, white, and shimmery gold yellow logo that proudly presented itself, Terushima Group of Companies.
Swallowing the lump that formed in her throat, she tried to get rid of the eerie feeling that continued to press itself onto her.
However, just as her mind was about to tamper with her emotions with its overthinking, her phone suddenly rang a very familiar ringtone.
Straightening up, Ymari goes to pick up her phone almost immediately, and she was welcomed by the sweet voice of the one person whose presence she needed (though she was unaware) in a situation like this.
