The Shadow King's Other Side

Casa de Host Club, No fancy tuna for guests, Seriously dude?

Hey... So, things have been up and down lately and it hasn't been easy to find time to update between exams, applications, the holidays etc. I never intended to stop writing for this long but I hope you guys had a fantastic Christmas and New Year and if you're still reading this, then thank you for sticking with me for this long even through this "rough patch" of my so-called writing career. I got a Kyoya Funko Pop Figure for Christmas but that's about the only good thing that happened.

Previously on The Shadow King's Other Side:

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He cleared his throat as he seemed to realise the state in which he was in, his cheeks getting dusted with the lightest of red shades. "I apologise that you had to see me looking so improper; it was wrong of me to walk out looking like this."

'Oh I don't mind, please do it more often,' a voice in the back of your mind said.

'No, stop, this is inappropriate. Besides, it's Kyoya, what's so good about him anyway? He's horrible,' you reply.

'You're horrible,' it says back.

'Oh just shut up...'

By the time you had finished your mental dilemma, Kyoya had stepped back and was buttoning his shirt back up, which made you let out a sigh of relief.

Oh, boy, this was gonna be a long day...

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Second Person Point Of View:-

Kyoya snapped his fingers in front of your eyes, making you flinch. "Hello? (Y/N) what is wrong with you today, you just can't seem to focus at all! I just can't figure it out..." Kyoya sighed.

"Ugh..." you groaned, leaning back on your chair as you felt your head about to explode.
It's been an hour from the start of the so-called 'lesson', and ever since then, Kyoya has just been bombarding you with information about different types of guests (whom he calls 'customers' of course). He even got you to write some of his instructions down! Although it was a nice gesture because he gave you your own 'death note' - he just had a bunch of spare ones lying around for some reason.

The only disadvantage to that, however, was that you now had matching notebooks and that could be easily misleading from someone else's point of view. What makes it worse is that Kyoya was being impossible to deal with by stubbornly insisting that you carry the notepad around with you all the time as if not caring what anyone else might think. "Why do we have to do this again?" you whined.

"Because, Miss Can't Host, you have no social skills." He said, looking you straight in the eye as if daring you to challenge him. "Plus, you can't complain. If anything, I'm the one who's doing you a favour by helping you out, not the other way round."

Not scared to defy him, you continue with your grumbling. "Yeah, right. I should've never agreed to this. All you want is more money..."

"Well, you're not wrong about the finance part..." He replies, scribbling something in his notebook. "Now, if you're so smart, why don't you use some of the energy you have to be quick-witted to actually do some work on your people skills since that's what we're here for?

"Fine, what do you want me to do?" You asked, ready for any challenge.

"Wow, confident, I see." He said, smirking, which made your confidence waver momentarily and worry - what devilish plan did he have in store for you? "Well, then, I say you've taken enough notes for today. How about we take it to the more practical side."