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— y/n's pov —

i went inside the shop, hayami and sakura were already working.

"y/n!! matsuda wanted to talk to you, he's in the kitchen" "oh, alright!"

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i went into the kitchen where matsuda was cooking some ramen.

"y/n, good morning!" "good morning! sakura said you wanted to talk to me?" "right!.. when i opened up all the taiyaki were gone.. but they were still here when i left yesterday night"

"oh, the money is in the register.. i managed to sell it to someone a few minutes before i closed... they really liked them!" "ah, i see! i'll have to let you close the shop more often then" he laughed out.

hayami stormed into the kitchen "y/n... there's someone here for you" i turned around "who?"

"go check yourself..."

i went to the front to check, i was surprised to see the pink mullet sitting in front of the counter again.

he looked up from his phone, a small smile tugged up his lips when he spotted me "good morning y/n" "hi! i was told you wanted to talk to me?" "yea..."

i sat down in front of him.

he pulled out a small note and handed me it, i looked down to see an address written on it.

"my business partners are opening up a club tonight, i want you to come" "oh? a club? what did i do to deserve an invitation from you?" i chuckled.

"hah, i'm just promoting" he smiled back at me "bring a friend, or two" "hmm..." i put a finger on my chin "what about three?" "sure, why not"

the mullet smiled at me and stood back up "alright, i'll see you there" he pulled out $20 and gave them to me.

"huh- wait, what are you paying for? what'd you order?" "consider it a tip" he stuffed his hands into his pockets and turned around to leave.

"hey, you can't just keep tipping me so much!" he ignored me and walked off "ugh..." i looked down at the $20.

this guy... he's so strange.

now that i think about it, i haven't gotten his name yet! if i see him at the club, im going to ask him for his name.

"when did you guys get so close?" hayami pulled me out of my thoughts "what do you mean?" i put the 20 dollar note into my pocket and turned my head to her.

"you and that pink haired guy... his scars look crazy by the way, i wonder what happened there?"

i laughed out "ah, we're not close! i don't even know his name" "so why did he invite you to a club if you only met him once to take his order??"