Kunai Beats Shuriken (K/DA Akali x Male Reader)

E7: Takeover

I head back inside the club, and it's unscathed. All the security was beaten up outside, and the rest of the staff stopped what they're doing, same with the dancers warming up, just to stare at me.

Y/N: <Bar man!> Do you have a towel I could borrow, sir?

The male bartender takes out a rag and tosses it to me. I use it to clean the blood off my shirt, as well as my face. My white shirt has a couple droplets on it from whooping the guys outside, and probably sending a sword into Sett's stomach. I text Chun-Li and Shen afterwards, telling them the Sett problem was dealt with.

I "proved" it by sneaking a picture of him with his sword in his stomach to Chun-Li, since they never believed me. She replies back saying that what I sent was unprofessional and not necessary. So then I told them that her bosses need to trust the process, and to stay out of my way.

I look around the club after texting, then back at the bartender.

Barkeep: With all due respect... Yakuza-

Y/N: Kinkou... actually, the traditional Yakuza families were all annihilated during the events of the first Noxian war.

Barkeep: W-what happens now? Where do we go?

Y/N: Find a manager, Sett's never returning...

Barkeep: Alright...

Other barkeep: Yeah...

Dancer: Ugh... yesss...

Y/N: Uh... what?

Barkeep: He was a horrible boss. He was a criminal and it showed.

Y/N: Lack of dignity?

Other barkeep: He would hit on all the female staff, constantly, threaten those below him with his power and strength. Most of the profits went to him, he never paid us a dime because we made money off of tips, the dancers had it the worst!

I turn to one of the dancers, who's sitting on the edge of the stage in lingerie, across the room. She looks gorgeous. I mean they're supposed to look good to a male eye, or however you swing...

Dancer: I had to blow him for this job! My mother was broke! We needed the money, so... y-yeah...

Another dancer comes in, and I'm starting to think I did all these people a favor. She sits down in the stool next to me with a trench coat on, covering her outfit.

Dancer 2: So, what does this mean for... us?

Y/N: What do you mean? Find a new job, surely someone upstate will hire you to work.

Barkeep: Sir... w-we got nowhere to go, this place is still fully staffed, we just need a manager.

Y/N: Surely, you can find a manager, right?

Barkeep: Not one that isn't like him, this is Zaun.

Y/N: <Right...>

The other barkeep knows Korean, she recognized my lapel pin as soon as I walked in here.

Other barkeep: <What's it like at home?>

Y/N: <Excuse me?>

Other barkeep: <I knew you were from the Kinkou Order as soon as you stepped in. I just beg to ask, is the Kinkou still standing?>

Y/N: <Why, yes, of course they are! Currently they are still in cahoots with the Ionian government, their ministry is causing more issues and sinking the whole region under.>

Binna: <I'm so sorry to hear that, I only ask this because me and many others... This situation was the reason we left... I'm Binna, and I was one of the Ionian refugees some of your people have targeted.>