{DROPPED}An Arranged Marriage//(GIYUSANE)

chapter 14|| 𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐈

--------This chapter contains Obanai x Mitsuri.------------

OBANAI POV

Flashback

I will go to the bar alone because my friends are fake, they don't want to come with me to drink, I'm about to cry.

One has somewhere to go, the other is busy? Why didn't Sanemi invite me? He didn't even mention that he had somewhere to go, well, I'm not his boyfriend to update me anyway.

Damn, I want to be single forever but they're going to marry me to someone because they want me to have a family, what a ridiculous reason. No way.

When I arrived at the bar, I ordered ten bottles of alcohol, I'll finishthem all until I die.

I sit at the bar, my eyes fixed on the almost empty bottle of alcohol in front of me. I drink non-stop, the liquid burning down my throat as I try to drown out my frustrations.

With each gulp, the world seems to blur around me, but the sense of loneliness remains sharp in my mind.

As I reach the bottom of the bottle, my gaze shifts to a commotion nearby. A girl, with a look of discomfort on her face, is pulling her arm away from a group of guys who are trying to grab her.

My eyes narrow in concern as I watch the scene unfold. Despite my own inner turmoil, I can't ignore the sight of someone in need of help.

Based on her attire, she seems to be working here, but she's the only one with a slightly different outfit among them because the two buttons of her shirt are unbuttoned... almost revealing... uh...Her hair was a cascade of loose braids, woven with soft pastel streaks of pink and green.

Damn, I really don't want to get involved in these kinds of things, but I can't just ignore her. She's forcibly pulling her hand away from a man holding onto it.

"Come on, miss, join us,"

says the man holding her, this guy is really something.

I stand up from my seat and approach the man, he's taller than me, of course, the woman too.

"She doesn't want to, right? Can't you accept a no?" I say, but he just looks at me with a frown.

"Leave, kid, you're not needed here," he says.

This fucking guy, calling me a kid? Idiot, let's see.

I take a deep breath and step forward, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I'm not sure where this sudden burst of courage came from, but I'm not going to let this guy get away for calling me a kid.

My fist connects with his jaw with a sickening crunch. He stumbles back, clutching his face in pain. The woman looks at me, her eyes wide with surprise.

I don't even know why I did it, but I feel a wave of relief wash over me as he releases her. She's safe now.

Then she pointed at something behind me. I turn to see the woman pointing at, her eyes wide with fear. Before I can figure out what's going on, a fist slams into my jaw. I stagger back, stunned. It's the other guy, looking for payback.

But before he can do anything else, the woman I just helped launches herself forward. She punches the guy square in the jaw, sending him sprawling to the floor. He lands with a thud, looking just as surprised as I am.

For a moment, all three of us are just frozen, staring at each other.

A man stormed over, yelling at the woman. He was furious, his face red with anger. She kept apologizing, but he wouldn't listen. He was really mad, and in the end, he fired her. She just stood there, looking heartbroken and lost.