𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳. (𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳)

01.

────── ⌜ 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳. ⌟ ──────

Ran didn't know how he ended up being tied up to a spinning wheel.

A moment ago, he was with Mikey and the others, enjoying the party.

But now, he's on the stage, knives getting thrown his way.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen! Just say the word and my assistant will spin the wheel faster!" The performer says.

The audience buzzed with excitement as Ran tried to maintain his composure, hanging helplessly on the wheel. He shot a look towards Rindou and the others, who were thoroughly enjoying the unexpected turn of events.

"Go faster!! Surely you can do better than that!" Rindou shouts, cupping his hands around his mouth, "Spin him faster!"

"WHAT THE HELL, RINDOU?!" Ran screams from the wheel, earning a laugh from the audience.

"But you said you needed a bit of excitement in your life, Ran." Rindou mocked. "This is not what I had in mind!" Ran retorted.

The performer grabbed another set of knives. "You heard the man! Fasten your seatbelts, folks, we're taking this to the next level!"

The performer's assistant, seemingly eager to please the crowd, gave the wheel an extra push, sending Ran into an even more dizzying spin.

As the wheel spun faster, Ran's shouts reached a pitch that only dogs could appreciate. The audience who were now more invested in the impromptu spectacle (and were truly enjoying Ran's cries), erupted into laughter and cheers as the performer, with a twinkle in her eye, tossed more knives, each one closer to Ran but expertly missing him.

The act ends as one final knife was thrown right below Ran's crotch, eliciting gasps from the audience. The performer bows, gesturing towards Ran like he was the star of the show. "Thank you, thank you! And a special shoutout to our human fidget spinner, Mr. Haitani!"

The audience laughed and cheered for him as he got off the stage, clothes and hair disheveled as he tried to walk straight. Walking towards the others, he glares at them as he fixes himself up, "You are all dead to me." He grumbles to his colleagues who were the ones who got him up on stage.

"Especially you." He points at his brother, who only snickered at him, knowing that his brother loved him too much to even mean his words.

As performers left the stage, the quartet began to play a calm melody as all the excitement died down. "That was one hell of a show you put up for us, Mr. Haitani." The men turned their heads towards your direction, where you stood in a dazzling black gown, silver crystals embezzling the bodice and waistline of the outfit. Your neck was adorned with a silver necklace, embellished with topaz and moissanite stones along with earrings that complimented the design.

"I apologize if I wasn't able to greet you sooner considering that you came all this way to attend." You smiled at them apologetically.

Rindou, decided to take this as an opportunity, holding his hand out for you to take while slightly bowing, eyes meeting yours with a mischievous glint, "I suppose a dance would make up for it, sweetheart."

Your eyes flickered with amusement as you took his hand, "Well, Mr...?"

"Rindou. Rindou Haitani." He replied.

"Oh, you are related to Ran?"

The said male smiles at you, "He's my cute little brother~"

"Shut it, aniki." The younger Haitani spat before turning back to you, "Also, call me Rindou. There's no need for formalities..." He leans into your ear, whispering,

"...since I see us getting more acquainted in the future."

The feeling of his breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine, making you weak on your knees. But, fortunately, you were able to keep your composure. "Well, Rindou, I wouldn't want to be accused of being an inhospitable host."

With that, he led you to the dance floor, taking slow and careful steps before facing you and placing a hand on your waist while the other held onto your own. Ran watched his brother take you away, amused. He couldn't deny that he was slightly jealous, but it's his little brother we're talking about. He'll let Rindou have you for the time being.

"So, Rindou. What do you think of the party so far?"

The mullet haired male tries to stifle his smile, thinking of the past events, "Well, aside from my brother becoming a human target, I find it quite charming. The food was exquisite, as if the menu was carefully planned out. The music fits well into every part of the event, making it more immersive. And as for entertainment, well..." He pauses, thinking as he twirls you around.

"I think I'd be entertained enough if I had your attention all night."

Before you could even say a word, the dancers changed partners, and now, you find yourself in the arms of a shorter male. He had long gorgeous white hair that reached his shoulders, with the side of his hair braided? Shaved? You couldn't quite pinpoint.

Seeing you inspecting his face, he grins at you, "Looks like I'm the lucky one to sweep you off your feet next." You chuckled at him, appreciating his confident yet lighthearted demeanor, "And who might you be? I assume that you're one of Rindou and Ran's colleagues?"

"Kokonoi Hajime, but you can call me Koko, darling."

You raised an eyebrow at the nickname, a smirk playing on your lips, "So, Koko, what do you do?" He twirls you out, then pulls you back into his arms, with your back pressing against his chest, "Oh, I'm an auditor in some big organization. I manage finances, make more money, and you know, do all the money talk."

You couldn't help but be impressed, both by his smooth dance moves and his casual explanation of handling finances. You found his straightforwardness refreshing. "Ah, the man who knows how to handle the money. That's impressive." You complimented.

Koko's smirk widened, and he leaned in, whispering into your ear, "Well, I can handle more than just money, you know?"

Like with Rindou, people changed partners before you could even react. Now, you found yourself face to face with Ran's tall figure. He swiftly pulls you closer to him, pressing his body against yours as he firmly places a hand on your back, making you put your right hand on his shoulder. His free hand grasps yours as the two of you face the same direction.

The gentle music slowly dies down, transitioning into a lively yet smooth and romantic song. Ran's eyes met yours, giving you a dashing smile, "Well, darling..."

"...Shall we dance?"

────── ⌜ 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳. ⌟ ──────

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