“…Remember that time when I tried to set fire to the old storage behind our school? One of those guys managed to track me down. First, he harassed me with the bathroom video. He threatened to upload it if I didn`t gave him my house address. I didn`t, so he posted it on the forum. Somehow, he found where I live awhile later. And that happened. He was the son of some yakuza member. Now they come regularly every weekend.” Tears overflowed her eyes as Ichiko finished the sentence.

“…”

“I`d rather die than live like this…”

“They were so stupid that they posted the evidence online. You should report to the police!”

“Don`t say things just for the sake of talking. I don`t even know their face. And… They have my dad. Just a few days after messing me up, they brought him to my house and threatened me…” Ichiko remember the disgust she felt when her own dad begged her to sell her body to save him.

“…”

“There`s nothing you can do, Nishimura-kun. Well, you can help me by killing me.”

Takumi couldn`t think of anything to say. This situation was simply too much for him.

“Nee, Nishimura-kun… Are you still a virgin?”

Takumi felt sorry for her, so he remained calm:

“Yes…”

“Can we have sex?”

“Why?”

“Because… Because…”

“That reminds me… You should go to… Uhm… check your health… I`m sure everything is fine y`know, just that… to be sure… so you don`t catch any disease…”

“NOTHING IS FINE!” She screamed, and started sobbing.

“And tomorrow they are coming again! They will be coming every day since it`s spring! How… Just how… can I live through that… This is just… too cruel…”

“At least forget about them for now… I… I wouldn`t mind any woman, whether she`s a virgin or not… The important thing in a relationship is… attachment… How well you know eachother… how deeply are you depending on eachother…”

“Haha… Even if I can find a person that thinks like you… I still need to get rid of them before I can get married! Tell me how should I survive through this… Tell me when will this end! How can anyone help me!?”

“I… I will help you.”

“Shut the talk! What if they get you? They are fucking Yakuzas! They`ll destroy your life!”

Ichiko continued to cry until she fell asleep.

Days passed, and Takumi couldn`t find any solution. He knew too little about the yakuza, and since this was none of his business, the most logical option is to stay away. Never before had he felt such a sense of defeat. This was too much for just a mere highschool student like him to deal with.

“What would Kyoya do…”

Night. The stars were nowhere to be seen, since the intense light from parties and celebrations made the streets as bright as day. Inside a certain pub, a shounen could be seen working at the bar.

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Kyoya meticulously cleaned the expensive drinking glasses, while reciting the names of each type of wine. The main bartender had some business, so she told him to take care of the stall in her place. Girls and woman threw him suggestive gazes, because Kyoya wearing a butler uniform was simply too handsome.

The door to the place opened, and a beautiful female stepped in. Long brown hair complimented her western face, and a sparkling purple dress hugged the curves on her body.

People cheered as Celestyna walked on the stage. Demitri gave her a box, from which she pulled out a saxophone. The music started playing and they were deeply entertained.

Kyoya couldn`t stop staring at her.

“Wow, you shold look at your face.”

“E-Eh?” Kyoya turned around.

His senpai, who was working as the fight commentator as well as the bartender, threw him a sly look.

“Men around here adore Celes-san`s musical talents. Can`t be helped right hehe.”

“I…uh…”

“Well well, she`s coming over. I`m taking a little break now so tend the bar for me. Try to impress her~”

“N-No! I already…”

The lady smiled again and went inside the kitchen. Kyoya was there, blushed and confused. Celes took a seat and looked at him:

“C-Can I take your order?”

“The drink you think you can make best.”

“Eh…?”

“I`m waiting~” She said, nonchalantly.

A drop of sweat broke out from Kyoya`s forehead [y`know, like the emoji] as he brought out the bartender set. Mixing Vodka and Curacao, he nervously shook the bottle, while still managing to juggle it from one hand to the other. Then he took an oval-shaped glass, filled it with sparkling wine, before adding sugar and peach extract. Carefully using a spoon to spread the flow, he gently poured the clear blue mixture into the glass, making sure that the layers don`t mix. Finishing that, Kyoya used a measuring spoon to add a thin layer of proof Rum, also using the spoon so that the layers won`t mix. For aesthetics, Kyoya drizzled a dash of milk into the drink, which floated on the heavier alcohol. Lastly, after lighting the top layer on fire, he sprinkled a pinch of salt as a finishing touch.

Slowly, he pushed his work towards Celes, as the burning salt made soft, twinkling sounds while falling. Blushing red, Kyoya nervously introduced:

“T-This… This is the “Winter Sky” cocktail, the recipe that I found most interesting.”

“Ouh!”

“Nice!”

“He`s so cute~”

“What a handsome bartender!”

“He`s so cute kyaa~”

As the salty snow slowly fell down from the milk cloud on the blue sky inside his cocktail, Kyoya suddenly realized that people had been filming and watching him closely. Blushing even harder, Kyoya hid his face and waited for Celes` reaction.

Half a minute later, the fire went out, and she inserted the straw. Kyoya took a deep breath [:>].

“It`s good. Really good.” She smiled.

“Eh? Hontou?”

“Uhm. Thank you, Kyoya-kun.”

That night, a dozen men ordered that same drink for their woman. Kyoya and his senior had much more work to do than usual.

At the end of his shift, Kyoya`s arms were fatigued from all the juggling performance. The bartender was quite popular with men herself, but after Kyoya came the pub became crowded like never before. The duo served excellent foods and drinks. Combine that with their looks, and one knew the pub hit the jackpot.

Inside the bathroom, Kyoya was washing his not so dirty hands. The door clicked, and someone walked in.

“Ara~ I`ve been looking for you, shounen.”

A lady, with decent looks and a slim figure, walked to him. She reeked of alcohol, making Kyoya instinctively step back.

“D-Dear customer… This… This is the male`s room…”

“It doesn`t matter, no? Only us are here… hehe”

“Wait… Pl-Please refrain… Customer…” Kyoya`s voice squeaked in panic.

The drunk lady cornered Kyoya against the wall, bringing her face closer to his. They were at the same height, but Kyoya shrunk so much that he looked like a little boy. He was trembling, and did not dare to breathe.

“Let`s have some fun shall we…” the blushed face closed in on his “You`re just irresistible…” The scent of perfume mixed with heavy alcohol assaulted his nostrils. “So cute…”

Her wet tongue extended and traced along his shivering neck, while her right hand made its way towards his crotch. Just before Kyoya fainted due to stress, the door busted open:

“Please don`t harass our employee! Our security will have to invite you outside if you don`t stop.” It was the bartender.

“Cheh.” She hissed, and furiously exited.

Kyoya was there shaking, almost crying, yet still gave her a grateful look:

“T-Thank you… Senpai…”

“You`re welcome~ Mou, you just got here and yet so popular. I`m gonna get outshined by you soon, Sougo-kun~”

“Ie ie… I… I still have a lot to learn from senpai…”

“Hey don`t call me senpai anymore~ It sounds so cold. Call me Fuyuko-san”

“E-Eh? Isn`t it too early…”

“Just do it. Senpai`s orders.”

“Ugu… Hai… F-Fuyuko-san.”

Kyoya blushed, but seemed satisfied.