[Trigger Warning: Explicit scenes ahead]
Moan.
Gasp.
Thrust.
As much as Dell hated Kabukichō, the red-light district in Shinjuku, he needed the money. The lights called to him, alluring him even. The way they reflect off the roads of this sinful part of the city was hypnotizing.
As another woman wealthy middle-aged woman takes advantage of the fact that he needs the money, Dell can't help but disassociate when he performs any sexual acts for them. He pretends to like it. He knows that always makes him more money.
"I love you." He groans.
Those words are only to drain the pockets of these women.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
As Dell quietly counts the money he's made early into the night, he wonders why people even dare set foot into Kabukichō. At night, it's rather filthy and depressing. Drunk men harassing women, sex workers everywhere, erotic signs, love hotels, and toyoko kids are all in this hellhole. It's a recipe for disaster.
However, it strangely feels like home.
"Akira! There you are!" A familiar voice shouts.
Dell pockets his money, "Ritsu."
Ritsu turns away from his group, "I'll meet you all at a karaoke bar!"
As the group leaves, Dell chuckles, "Not a working night?"
"It's a slow night. Maybe my outfit sucks?" Ritsu spins to show off his attire. A tight skirt with a top showing off his midriff. Most of the outfit's focus was on his slender legs.
"Nah, you look hot." Dell comments without paying attention. He's focused on lighting a cigarette.
"Oh? Sounds like you wanna fuck me. I see you made quite a bit. Let's go to a hotel!" Ritsu playfully flirts.
"Sorry, babe. Not into cross-dressers. Maybe hit up your blue-haired regular." Dell chuckles.
Ritsu pouts, "He hasn't texted me at all! He's been gone for a few months, just like you! Why did you leave the scene anyway? I was worried some old lady killed you."
"This isn't my full-time job anymore, Ritsu. I make enough money and then leave. That's what I've been doing for the past month. I have somewhere to go to." Dell explains.
"Geez, I get it. I'm a toyoko kid. You have a home and reputation. You don't have to rub it in." Ritsu replies in a mocking tone.
Dell pats Ritsu's head, "Hey, y'know I didn't mean it like that. Plus, my mom works here. I can't have her know that her son takes after mommy."
Ritsu hugs Dell, "I missed you a lot, Dell. It worried me that I haven't run into you at all."
Ritsu Namine was the first person Dell met when working in Kabukichō. Dell can't really recall his first day stepping into the erotic district. All he knows is that he got intoxicated that night with some homeless teenage delinquents, and Ritsu was among them. It wasn't the first time Dell had ever had alcohol, but it was his first time getting blackout drunk. Ritsu was nice enough to look after Dell.
Dell originally wanted to lie about his age and work in a bar. However, his fifteen-year-old face wasn't cutting it. He needed the money. His stepfather had just walked out of the family. Good riddance but now there was hardly any stable income flowing for the family.
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