You Used To Be Useful: Ayaka's Story

Chapter VI

I already apologized numerous times, but now it seems I have a debt to pay. I can pay it off, no biggie. My family is wealthy I can justㅡ

"1.2 billion yen." Four Eyes quoted. I studied him for any lies, jokes, or hints of a grin. Nothing, he just began writing inside of his notebook of death wills. I gave him a shy smile.

"Huh?" I asked. "1.2 billion yen," he restated.

For at least 3 minutes of him restating the debt I owe, I mentioned that that's over ten million euros. He forced a smile and iterated my huh's.

Apparently, the pillar was ten million yen, the vases summed up to be almost eight-hundred million yen, the paintings thirty-six hundred million yen, leaving any unidentified glass adding thirty million yen to the debt. If I were to bring up to my parents that I need ten million euros to pay back this large debt, they'd sell my body parts to pay it off. I need to do something to lower the price! I tilt my head, widen my eyes all puppy-like, and spoke softly.

"Hey, Four Eyes━ Ootori. That's a pretty large number for someone so small, why not, I don't know, lower it just a bit? I'd appreciate it."

"Had you broken only one, I would've considered it. Yet, you didn't break only one, did you," He stated.

"But, had you not asked me to attend this or at least allowed me to follow you, we wouldn't be in this predicament. Yet, you did, didn't you?" I said wittingly. He grinned, shutting his notebook. Instead of lowering my debt he coerced me into joining the Host Club, claiming that I have potential. That's when Blondie hopped into the conversation with bright eyes and excitement.

"Ayaka Mano! Family of technology and entertainment. You will be a new member of the Host Club. This means you will be slaving your body to this club━" Tamaki declared before I started screaming profane words. The tall man covered a child's ears.

"LIKE HELL I'M SELLING MY BODY!!! IS THIS SOME TYPE OF STRIP CLUB??" I screamed. Tamaki's eyes widened and ears started turning red. He denied constantly and made it clear that it was a figure of speech. He began explaining how the Host Club is a place to entertain women and now that I'm in the mix, I can entertain the men. Even then, it still sounds dirty. Blondie had then introduced every member of the club.

"This is Takashi Morinozuka, Mori-senpai for short. He's the Strong-Silent Type." He describes the tall guy, who looks intimidating. The complete opposite of the child that is on his shoulders.

"On his shoulders is Mitskuni Honinozuka, Honi-senpai for short. He's the boy Lolita Type! Fun fact: they're cousins." Smiling at the small blonde boy, I recap what Tamaki said. Oh, that's coo-- SENPAI?? HE'S OLDER THAN US?? Blown away from the information, I didn't realize the rose handed to me. I look up to see two of what I think is the same person. Rubbing my eyes, I squint at him.

"Seeing double from all the trouble?" They said in unison, smirking. Tiger like eyes, slim body, and salmon pink hair.

"These two are twins, Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin. They are the Mischevious Type," Tamaki informed.

"This here is--" 

"HARUHI!!!" I exclaimed, hugging him. He seemed shocked by my action that he only smiled. He chuckled and placed a hand on my shoulder.

I started telling him how this place is a hellhole and how he was right that I shouldn't have come here. He then started laughing nervously seeing every member staring at him. He then pulled me aside and told me how sensitive these guys are, especially Tamaki.

I was then pulled away by Honi, and given some cake. Then I was pulled away again by the twins, pointing out my uniform. And again by Tamaki because he didn't get to finish his introduction. And again by Haruhi for them to leave me alone. What felt like an endless cycle paused when an earthquake appeared. I started looking for places to hide, then I saw part of the floor levitating, revealing a girl with a pink bow in the piss-covered toilet looking dress. She huffed with pride noticing that she wasn't going to get an introduction.

"I am Renge! The Host Club's manager!" She exclaims. 

"Nobody agreed to that Renge," one of the twins sighed. As the twins and this Renge girl argued about it, Four Eyes walked to me and made a confirmation.

"So, Ms. Mano. Will you pay the 1.2 billion yen or become our new hostess? If you pay the 1.2 you would need to repay it by next weekend, which is only eight days away or become our Playful Type hostess?" He offered. I sighed heavily and extended my hand to shake his.

"You cannot make this known to my family, especially not my brothers, they'll never let this up," I interpreted. With a knock at the door, I turned to see both Mamoru and Taro with sunglasses and mask on.

"And... just what can't we know, Sis?" Taro asked, taking off his mask. Mamoru shakes his head getting the petals out of his hair. They expected a complete answer from me when I just replied with a question.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked, staring at the wall. Feeling my heart sink, my expression had dropped so quickly and my brothers aren't the only ones that noticed. The atmosphere was getting thick, it was becoming difficult to breathe.

"Since the beginning, the doors are soundproof though," Mamoru mentioned, "Hey, Ayaka. The second we stepped inside, you went from looking confident and happy to depressed and cruel. Why is that?" 

Taro told Mamoru to quit it, but afterward, I couldn't hear anything they said. I couldn't control my breathing, the pace quickened. My vision was hazy and unclear, and my body was shaking. Ootori tapped my shoulder, but I couldn't move, I couldn't feel anything. Muffled voices overlapped each other. I slapped my face twice then dismissed myself. 

"See you guys tomorrow," I mumbled. At least, that's what I hoped I said. I slammed the door behind me hearing one last sentence.

Why did you have to say something..?

Chapter 6: Sell Yourself