Unholy!

Into the lion's den

Pride. Greed. Wrath. Envy. Lust. Gluttony. Sloth.
Confess to the vibe.
Don't waste a sweet sin.
Live in a way, that God would mind.
The 'Unholy!' is not just a bar. The 'Unholy!' is a way of living! And once you've become unholy, you'll never be a saint again.

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That or something like that was the slogan on the flyer that Megumi saw. It's a bit overblown, but somehow suits the clientele that hangs around here. Whatever, his first day flies by. It's already past midnight and Megumi almost hasn't noticed. He has served some poeple, mixed a few cocktails, cleaned many tables and collected an impressive haul of tips. They say rich people are stingy, but that's a thesis Megumi can't support after his first shift. 

During the evening, he couldn't resist one or two glances at the lounge with the royal seat while he took care of other guests. But Lord Sukuna had already disappeared half an hour after Megumi had spoken to him, together with Suguru Geto.

As soon as they left, Uraume showed up again and gave Megumi all the information about his job he needed. What are his main tasks, and more important where does he find the chill-out area for the employees. Yes, there is an extra room for the employees where they can take a break, and this 'room' is frankly bigger than any apartment Megumi has ever lived in.
As he disposes of the garbage in the backyard of the 'Unholy!', he realizes that even this area is more luxurious than his apartment... He sighs and then pulls out his cell phone. He totally needs to talk to Nobara about all this, and when he looks at his display, he sees that she had the same idea:

Three missed calls from her.
Megumi decides to call her back immediately and the next thing he hears is her hysterical voice yelling at him.
„Megumi, thanks god! Thought you were dead!"
„What? Why should I be dead?"
She suddenly whispers into the receiver, as if she doesn't want anyone to overhear what she's saying. „You know, somehow this establishment seems a bit suspicious to me! And on my way home, I did a bit of research about the owner of the 'Unholy!'..."
Megumi pauses, annoyed. „And you didn't think to do your research BEFORE you put me in this job?"
A soothingly laugh is her only excuse. „What I'm trying to tell you is, this Geto, well, he's a pretty big-wig! He owns a few pubs in Shibuya."
„That may be true, but what's so bad about it, that you assumed me being dead?"
„There are rumors going around, that this guy is dealing with vampires who suck people's blood, and probably is even a Vampire himself!"
Megumi stifles a snort. This woman clearly watches too many horror movies.
„Nobara, come on."
„It's true!"
„He looked like a normal person to me."
„You've already met him?"
„Yeah. We talked a few words. And I guess, I haven't exactly shown myself at my best. So everything as usual."
„Hmm, and did he try to... you know, suck on you?"
She seems serious about it, while a mixture of horror and awkwardness sputters out of Megumi.„Hell no! Nobody tried to suck on me, dammit!"
But Nobara doesn't seem to be listening to him at all, instead she is muttering something to herself. Then Megumi hears a familiar microwave beep over the phone.
„Are you at my house?" he asks with a frown.
„Yeah, sure."
„Why?"
She giggles. „I wanted to check your testamet, in case you really are dead, hehe."
„Save yourself the trouble", he replies „There's not much to get. By the way, I've already sold my soul to Gojo."
„Since you no longer work for him, you've got it back... So, more important: How many horny guys have already fallen for you, sweety?"
You can tell by the sound of her teasing voice and the nasty little giggle, that she is enjoying his current state of misery a little too much. A mischievous smile creeps onto Megumis lips. He will certainly not answer that. „I've got to go now."
„Wait, one more thing, Gumi! Speaking of ‚sucking'... when did you actually had your last date?"
„Why do you ask?"
„Just tell me!"
He has to think about it. It really has been a while...
„You don't wanna know...", he reveals, kinda embarrassed.
On the other end of the line, he hears a plop, exactly like the sound of his closing fridge door.
„Ugh!" Nobata barks, in a somewhat disgusted voice. „Then I don't trust the vegetables in your fridge!"
„Ok, bye." Megumi ends the call with a sigh and an eye-roll, but he feels much more reassured, after talking to his friend.