Dirty play

Chapter 44

Naruto's POV

"How does the coffee taste?" Asks Utakata as he hands me the cup. I tasted it and it fits my taste. I tell him,"It's sweet." He says,"I knew you'd like it." He goes back to the coffee maker leaving me to finish the whole cup.

The young girl always comes by. I try to ignore her as always. But I can't really be rude to her telling her to stop doing this. She's really adorable. She would talk in the sweetest way. A little sister like would be good as she also has blond hair as me as a resemblance.

I give her the small plate with a chocolate pastry she ordered. She says in her low voice,"Thank you." I nodded before hurrying to the other side.

Utakata's business goes well. He can get rich just by this, he doesn't really need to be a young master. But luckily he is. Some people have nothing and on the other hand some people have everything.

After the rush hour ended, Utakata comes from staffs room. He looks a bit tired. He hands me a envelope. He says,"Your pay." I check the envelope. I didn't know people need to give cute envelopes on their paydays. I thank him. He says,"Spend well."

I left bakery as Utakata insisted to close it today. The pay is good. After I give some of it to Sasori, the remaining will be enough for me to spend. I really want to treat myself with drinks tonight. I'll just go to the local bar.

As I open the door of the bar, I was hit with the strong smell of alcohol. This bar is supposed to be open the whole night. I already split the money. I can only spend the money that is in my pocket and the money from my envelope is for my other expenses.

I go to the bar and sit on the high stool. I ordered for some drink, that I never tried. I don't really drink but I really need it sometimes. What if I find someone tonight, pay for their drinks and take them to bed? I shake my head. What am I thinking?

The bartender gives me the glass of drink with a thud. I smell it first before chug some of it down. It tastes good surprisingly. I order for another and the drink appears in minutes. I can't stop myself even though I feel like I'm already drunk.

The bartender sees me in this embarrassing state. He's a young guy and seeing me he says being a little concerned,"Dude, stop drinking already." I tell him,"But this tastes nice." The bartender says,"Look, I don't really have time to talk or stop you. Just stop drinking."

I don't listen to him as I chug all of it down ordering for it again. The bartender can't really refuse because this is the way of them to earn money. I was already wasted and I smell of alcohol. Then some guy appears taking the seat beside me.

The man looks well dressed. More like a office worker. He says something to the bartender smilingly and the bartender hurries to make something for him. I was so fixated on my glass that I can't really focus on his face.

Then he suddenly starts to talk to me. He says,"Are you new here?" I look at him. Even keeping my eyes open is hard for me. I nodded instead of speaking. He touches my hair. He says,"Is this hair dyed?" I tell him,"No."

He says,"Ohh I see." I see him smirking. I was about to order for another but the guy cuts me off. He says,"Let me buy for you." I speak,"Why would you do that? I got money today." The man says,"I have too." He tells the bartender to make another for me. The bartender looks at me frowning. I raise my eyebrows in response.

I am enough wasted now after drinking so much. I can't even think straight. I am down to the road another man walking beside me. I am blabbering since then. About my life, about everything.

Before I could turn to the other side, I was pulled to the narrow alley. I cursed. I am pinned against the wall. Beside me is a dirty fat pipe. I stutter,"Wha-t the... Ge-get off of me." My voice isn't coming out well. Then I realise this man is from that bar.