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After years of unconsciousness,
she regained her "life" only to
find the people she treasured
had changed for the better.
However, her heart shattered
the moment she encountered
her beloved childhood friend...
...
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After a while, Roppongi, In a luxurious restaurant, Evening...
Second Person's POV
You were having a hard time walking as you were embarrassed of the way you were dressed. Earlier, Haruchiyo stopped by a fancy boutique to buy you a new dress. This was Manjiro's command.
Manjiro wanted to take you out on a dinner at an expensive restaurant. Hence, he wanted you to dress up yourself.
Manjiro even gave his black card to Haruchiyo so he could use it to buy a suitable dress for you.
"Buy any dress that suit her the best. I don't care how it looks like. As long as you think the dress looks perfect on her." That was Manjiro's command.
You stood behind Haruchiyo, cheeks heating up. You clutched the back of his blazer firmly, not wanting to be separated from him as you two made your way into the restaurant.
It appeared the restaurant was uncrowded. Heck, there were only several customers inside. They were probably Manjiro's top subordinates, judging from the way they dressed and looked.
You shyly hid behind Haruchiyo after seeing those men. You clutched the back of his blazer much tighter. He glanced at you. "You are gonna rip off my blazer, (Y/n)."
"What do you want me to do? Calm down? No way I can do that when there are people while I'm dressed like this!"
"Why? You hate the dress?"
"I...don't hate it. I'm just not used to wearing revealing dress like this in public."
Haruchiyo stayed quiet. He couldn't look at you for too long as he knew better to not do so. You were quite stunning. He couldn't deny it.
"And there are more people here..." You pointed out that fact anxiously while peeking on the said me. There were five men seated at one round table, eating the meals they ordered.
You didn't see Manjiro anywhere. Maybe he went to the toilet?
Haruchiyo was about to open his mouth again when someone suddenly approached you two. A man with a vertical scar across his right eye. He was blowing a puff of smoke as he walked closer.
"You are back, Haruchiyo. So this is the only prostitute you got for us? Guess we can't complain. She is kinda cute." Takeomi spoke up cheekily, his eyes observing you. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, causing you to gasp.
"I'm looking forward for your company tonight, dolly." Takeomi smirked at you. You just stared at him awkwardly.
Haruchiyo glared dagger at his older brother. "Get your hands off of her, old man."
"What's with that aggressiveness? It isn't like you are the only one who want a good fuck right now. She can serve us by turn." Takeomi grunted in annoyance.
