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STRIP CLUBS BUT IN THE 1900'S! — CHAPTER #37 — EVERYONE IS A SIMP!

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Little note:
(F/C) = favorite color
(S/F/C) = second favorite color
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"Girl! Girl! Wake up! Come on, we have to get going!" You had fainted, and Uzui was frantically trying to revive you in his own flashy way.

"Ngh...?" You slowly opened your eyes, only to be bombarded by the relentless slaps Uzui was delivering and the blinding lights that surrounded you.

"Finally! I thought for a moment there that you were dead! I was slapping you like there was no tomorrow! Don't you fucking dare scare me like that!" Uzui exclaimed, a mixture of relief and annoyance evident in his voice as he saw you finally stir awake.

"...Why does my cheek feel so sore...?" You muttered, gingerly rubbing your reddened cheek.

"Bitch, I said I was slapping the fuck out of you! What part of that didn't you understand?!" Uzui retorted, his frustration seeping into his words.

"...YOU WERE SLAPPING ME?!" You exclaimed, your fatigue dissipating as a surge of energy coursed through your veins.

Uzui looked at you with a smirk, seemingly amused by your reaction. "Oh, you're awake now, huh? Yeah, I was slapping you to wake you up! A flashy entrance is a must, my girl!"

You couldn't help but feel a combination of annoyance and the urge to beat him the fuck up at his unorthodox methods. "Couldn't you have just shaken me or something? Slapping seems a bit excessive!"

Uzui chuckled, his laughter echoing through the room. "Excessive? My dear, I am the God of Flashiness! Excess is my specialty! Besides, I needed to make sure you were fully awake and ready for the mission!"

"YOU COULD'VE DONE IT GENTLY OR SOMETHING BUT, NOT FUCKING SLAPPING ME! MY CHEEK IS ALL RED NOW!"

"FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I DID SLAPPED YOU GENTLY AND FLASHY! I'M A RESPECTFUL MAN!" Said the individual who called you bitch six sentences ago.

"RESPECTFUL MY ASS! FUCK YOU MAN!"

"EY! DON'T PULL THE ENGLISH ON ME! YOU KNOW I CAN'T UNDERSTAND IT!"

"BITCH I KNOW! HAHAHA! POOR YOU AND YOUR MALEVOLENT ASS! IT'S SAD THAT YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND ME!EMBARRASSING!"

"I HOPE YOU'RE FUCKING COMPLIMENTING ME AND NOT INSULTING ME BECAUSE IF IT'S THE OTHER WAY-"

"AHAHHAHAHAHA! Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success, stupid orangutan old man!"

"YOU-" He was sure as fuck you were insulting him but, it's not like he can exactly punch a woman. That would be really bad. 'This is the first time in my life that i've been provoked to hit a woman.' He thought irritated, clenching his fists and looking at you with hate and sorrow. (I don't even remember how many men have thought this about you at this point).

"Oh my, is that couple having a fight?" Said a old lady who looked at your way.

"But they are so good looking! I've never seen a couple like them!" Somebody else said.