It was yet another day at the Blue Lock host club, and nothing could be better.You had four— yes, four— ladies who requested you all at the same time. They all sat around you on a round sofa, exchanging giggles and comments as you remained the sole topic of conversation. The whole flirting thing got easier and easier as time went on.
Not to mention, the host club had a very cute theme today. The room resembled some kind of dark mansion, minus all the creepy cobwebs or other features girls wouldn't like. Chigiri was definitely behind this— he put a polite, academic twist on transylvania.
You wore a rather frilly suit, complete either odd sleeve truffles and an authentic sword draped by your waist. Apparently it was a court sword, but you thought you looked like a pirate.
"Are you ladies enjoying the crumble cakes?" You ask, shaving off a piece with the side of your fork. "I think I went a bit overboard on the sugar..."
"What?! No, of course not!" One exclaimed, shoving a chunk into her mouth. "They taste amazing, Y/n! You're such a great chef."
"Honestly, can you cater to my birthday party?" Another giggled.
"Me too!"
"That does sound fun... but I'd rather leave that to the professionals. Plus, I'd rather be by your side." You smile. The four all flew into a red hue.
"Y/n, you always know what to say!" One girl fawned. "You're so dreamy... Ah, I can't wait until the cherry blossom gala. We can dance the night away."
You nodded. "You read my mind, Lannie. Believe it or not, I'm quite the klutz, so I've been taking a few dance lessons from Isagi... I hope I'll preform up to your expectations."
"Y-you and Isagi have been practicing?" Another girl blushed. "Ah! That's so cute! I'd love to watch that in person."
"It's too bad you guys do that privately..."
"Yeah! I'd love to watch!"
Seemingly out of the shadows, Chigiri appeared. He wore an outfit similar to yours, only less extravagant. Instead of a full outfit, he dawned a black vest over a button-down paired with a belt and proper dress pants. He held a book in his hands, one with you and Isagi on the cover. It looked edited to make you and him more glamorous and dramatic, almost as if you were in a movie.
"When did you take that..?" You murmured.
"Fear not, ladies. The host club proudly presents our behind-the-scenes picture books. While you ladies aren't allowed in the club behind closed doors, these books give insight into our personal lives." Chigiri explained. "They can be yours for a mere cost of forty thousand yen."
"F-forty thousand...!" You blanked. You could buy a new phone with that money.
"I'll take three!"
"Give me four!"
As the girls giggled and browsed through your many pictures on the page, Chigiri walked up next to you nudged you in the side with a smile. "You know, Y/n, not even Rin or Nagi were this popular when they joined. We might have to keep you on, even after your debt is settled."
"Really?" You asked, "I doubt that I'm more attractive than they are. They're... no, you are all so pretty. Especially you, Chigiri."
A faint pink shade covered the boy's face. He looked caught off guard, which was an unusual expression for him. "Oh, is that so? You're awfully bold, Y/n."
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𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁; 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤
Fanfiction-𝐀𝐓 𝐉𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘, there lies a special club on the third floor of the abandoned music building. You, a tired new student to the school, was looking for a place to study and stumbled...