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Ch. 7: The Villian

Eight drinks in and Tigris was feeling a lot of things, but mostly drunk. Nemiuri could hold her alcohol but she was pretty drunk herself while Shota believe it or not was opening up as well, even smiling a few times in the process.

Overall, he was happy that Tigris wasn't worrying about Hizashi and whatever she was feeling about him. This peace came to an end when Hizashi took a break from his music. He walked over to the table all his friends resided with each blonde by his side again.

"Ladies I'll be taking a short break with my friends here, now give daddy a kiss before you go." Each blonde then kissed his cheek at the same time.

"Ew." Shota spoke while Nemi gagged.

Shota's eyes looked over at Tigris who seemed to be holding her composure well. She had a mischievous smirk on her face which didn't mean anything good, but possibly something entertaining.

Tigris moved over and pat the seat next to her for Mic to sit down.

He sat down and leaned on the table, "Sooooo, how's the party?"

"A party." Shota shrugged. "You've always been a good DJ."

"It's so loud in here," Midnight laughed, "I can barely hear myself think."

"Good! Then the music is doing great!" He then turned his attention to Tigris, nudging her shoulder. "Doc, how are you?"

"Drunk."

"Oh yeah," He smirked, "How do you know?"

"I don't know," She picked up a piece of his hair and played with it, "but I noticed there are three lesbians over at the DJ stand a few minutes ago."

Nemi suddenly spit out her drink and began laughing hysterically. Shota even let out a small laugh. Hizashi was less than pleased. He grabbed his hair back, scowling at her.

"Lesbians?"

"Anyone could mistake you for a girl. I mean, look at your figure?" She laughed.

"OUCH," Midnight called out. "Are you going to take that Mic?"

"Don't encourage him," Shota spoke. He could see anger rising in Mic's eyes.

"Guys, guys, it's alright. Just keep an eye on Doc, they usually don't let animals in here." He gave her a side-eye.

A low growl came from her throat.

"Hizashi. Shut it." Shota warned. "Both of you."

Before Mic could make a comment he felt himself get pushed out of the booth. Stumbling, he caught himself, fixed his jacket and glared at their table.

"Sorry, just needed to stretch my legs out," She then pointed out, "Your whores are back! See you later Mic~" She winked at him then sat normally at the table. "Get me another drink, now."

"Tigris that was totally badass!" Midnight called out. "I don't know what his problem is but you gave it to him."

"What can I say I'm a no nonsense kind of girl."

"I don't know what's going on with you two but it needs to stop." Shota sighed.

"There's nothing to stop, though."

Another hour went by and Tigris's attitude became much sadder than before. The alcohol wasn't helping anymore and probably making it worse. Meanwhile, he'd also realized Hizashi was doing this on purpose, but why?

"Tigris," Shota stood up at the table.

"What's up?"

"Come on," He held out his hand towards her, "Let's go."