𝔏𝔬𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢

𝙸𝙸. 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚘𝚗.

(Late publish..)

After that wonderful painting, you let it dry, going out in your cute Jirai Kei outfit for a nice walk in Tokyo! Maybe even pass by some cute cafes!(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

You saw a really fancy restaurant, you wanted to enter! No worries, you're a fashionista! You quickly ran to a fancy store for some clothing, paid, changed(with the jirai kei in your bag), and went to the restaurants door! Well..until you got stopped.

"I'm sorry ma'am. This restaurant is HIGHLY reserved for a specific audience." Guess who?  

But you had just made reservations a week ago...? "I'm sorry but i booked a reservation a week ago and i wasn't informed of this.."

  You sighed and shook it off. "It's fine.." You changed your clothes for nothing?! You walk to another clothing store, buying a new outfit(still Jirai kei!). Taking selfies and uploading them on your social media, you decided to go to that new cat cafe! It wouldn't hurt to take some pictures with cute kitties and feed them fresh salmon while drinking some delicious [favourite drink]! 

Walking to the cat cafe, you bumped into a pretty red head..whom you didn't know was indeed a Yakuza member.

"My- my apologies! I'm so so sorryyyy!"—You had spilled coffee all over his suit. His stylish suit too~ 

"Excuse me?! I'll have you know—" His angered expression was faded when he saw your ethereal beauty. "I-..its fine.." He helped you get up, what a gentleman!

Dusting your skirt off, you made eyecontact with the young male. Your beautiful [e/c] met his red-pink eyes, what a zing~

"What's your name?" You asked, making the first move. Oh how he thought you were a cutie~ "I...call me Chigi." He couldn't reveal his full identity, he's apart of the Manshine Yakuza after all...

"Chigi?" 

The name rang in your head and seeped into your brain into your skull like a tumor, it seemed..oddly familiar..as if a nickname of a person—It's too similar, too familiar to the name "Chigiri Hyoma"...The name repeated in your head. 

"...call me [n/n]." What a cutie name~ He recognizes you, a popular social media influencer with an art interest, a painter. An artist even—an idol too, a pretty one at that. "Oh, you're the one with the pretty hair and face, you've got to make a hair care routine video.." He chuckled, what a charmer. You smiled and said, "I definitely will, again i'm so sorry for bumping into you!" You started running away, not knowing if that man was even a Yakuza member. 

You planned to ship the painting today, you were done working on it for weeks already. Looking at the address, you weren't so far off, it was a huge building owned by the Mikage Corporation, perhaps their son had ordered this? Not knowing the son was indeed a Yakuza behind that facade. 

Entering the building, you looked around. Spotting the meeting room, you knocked. Not knowing there was a meeting. The elegant doors swung open. Revealing an intimidating man with a charming million dollar smile, purple hair and eyes.

"Hello, you must be that one artist, am i correct?" You were quite nervous and he noticed, chuckling. "No need to be nervous, i don't bite!" You even noticed the stares of his companions. "...uhm, yes, I have the painting.." He smiled at your answer, "Perfect, just in time. We were about to leave for a restaurant." You nodded, he gave the payment and you gave the painting before bowing and sprinting away. 

"What a cutie.."  The purple haired man thought..