𝘿𝙤𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙯𝙖 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨//𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨

Chapter 6 - My Crazy Lover

~Akaza's pov~

I was taking a walk around the area, the air was nice and so were the trees. It kinda reminded me of the countryside.. But I wasn't at peace, far from that.

"I hate this." I mumbled to myself. My parents decided that it was time for me to get a job to help out, which I have no problem with. It's just, all these jobs well, suck.

There's babysitting, but I hate children in general. They can be quite annoying. There's also garbage pickup, but that's just nasty. The rest required me to finish school so those weren't even considered.

There is one that interests me, but I'm not too sure about it. There are 2 available options and if I were to pick, it wouldn't be a hard choice.

There was a bar in town looking for either baristas or... I'd rather not say the other option. But I think you can already guess.

I mean hey, if I had no self-respect and needed money, I would've done it!

But the barista sure does interest me, I get to sit behind a counter and just give drinks. Shouldn't be crazy hard? And the pay is better than reasonable so why not?

There isn't much to fill out, just whether or not you're over the age of 18. That makes sense, I don't think we need 10-year-olds selling us Vodka. I mean, the club did look high-maintenance. It also seemed like this one is for Mafias or something.

I sent in my application and just waited. They said they would send an email to my me whether I got the job. But I think I will, right?

Well, that's for future me to figure out.

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~Douma's pov~

As I was on my phone, I got a notification. Ever since my father wanted to put me in his shoes, he's been making me take charge of running some of his businesses.

It was for the club, but not the one I went to last night, no no. My father's club was way more expensive and only the top of the best could get in here. I guess someone else was interested. Maybe it was just for the money, the pay was high after all. I just pray it isn't a stripper application.

The last time someone applied for that, they didn't meet the weight limit. She got quite upset with that, but then again who's gonna pay to see that?

She's just going to lose us customers, maybe even eat them- Luckily it was for a bartender. I skipped through the boring parts until I saw the name. "Hakuji Akaza Soyama."

I'm glad he didn't go down the other root. But, this may be the perfect chance to-

Insert Apple ringtone

My phone was ringing, and it was Muzan! I hope he was able to do what I asked of him.

"Muzan, how'd it go!? Did you get him!!" Muzan just sighed and responded with a yes. "Yes Douma, I got him. But also his family since they were with him and I couldn't risk the chances of losing him.

"Huh? What do you mean losing?" I was confused. "Well, as I was getting him... I kinda lost him. But I found him again after 30 minutes!" I chuckled to myself. "Whatever, at least you got him. And even his family!! Talk about a double kill."

"Yea yea, but where's my pay?" I sighed that guy never forgets about the money. "I already sent it to you, check your account." I responded to him. "Aight, pleasure doing business with you." The call had ended. Wow, money really can get you anything.

I can't wait to see him in the uniform! He's going to look so cut- Ugly, I meant ugly. God dammit Douma what the fuck is wrong with you?

~Akaza's pov~

Lucky me, they accepted me in no time! Odd right? Oh well, who am I to question after all, I need this job so I should be grateful!

They said I can start tomorrow, since it was late already. I pray that nothing goes wrong on my first day.

The job starts around 9pm and ends at 1am. So I'll be able to work hard in school and still manage my job.

Honestly, I feel exhausted. Maybe I should just go and sleep. Yea, sleeping feels nice..