事件 || SanTake

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╺𝓣he woman was about to drag Sanzu to her room, when she was interrupted by a certain black haired male.

"Who are you?!"

"Please let go of him ma'am."

The woman scowled, glaring at the said male.

Judging by his uniform, he is a staff, an employee of the club.

"Go away or else I'll tell your boss to fire you."

Takemichi glanced at Sanzu who breathing heavily, clutching his chest tightly, and his whole body trembling.

He glanced back at the woman, and took a deep breath.

"Ma'am, the staff on this floor are specifically ordered to do exactly what the VIPs requested╴"

"Exactly! So go away!"

"And that includes protecting them ma'am."

"He didn't tell you to protect him!"

Takemichi fell silent for a second, he looked towards Sanzu and asked;

"Do you want me to pro╴ahem, lead this ma'am away, sir?"

Sanzu glanced up towards Takemichi, squinting his eyes in familiarity.

"Sir?"

"See? I told╴"

"Yeah... Shoo her away from me, won't you?" Sanzu made the shooing motion with his free hand.

"Very well sir."

Takemichi went towards the woman's ear, making her flinch.

"Ma'am, you are a very valuable costumer, but I must warn you that our establishment specifically has connections with some major gangs. Especially sir over here," Takemichi gestured at Sanzu.

"Nonsense!╴"

"Bonten, you heard of them yeah? He's one of the executives."

The woman's eyes widened.

No one would be crazy enough to pretend that they were associated with Bonten. Much less openly tell someone that they were not associated, but apart of Bonten.

"So if you don't want to get in trouble, I'd advise for you to take your leave."

The woman gulped.

She wasn't gonna gamble her very own life  on a game she doesn't even have a guaranteed win.

"Alright."

The woman brashly took her hand away, and began stomping off.

"Take care!"

Takemichi waved with a close-eyed smile.

On seeing that the woman was no longer here, Takemichi turned towards Sanzu.