Kenjin was in the staff room, listening to the gossip of his colleagues but couldn't help but frown.

Kenjin unconsciously caressed the necklace on his neck. This is the gift you gave him on his birthday 5 years ago.

With a sigh, Kenjin planned to take a nap, until his colleagues began to talk more deeply about the customer in VIP room 1, each comment worse than the last.

Things won't get out of control until Kenjin hears that the customer is you - the person he always misses. Those bastards are planning, a dirty plan.

Kenjin's reason was broken.

[...]

20 minutes later, Kenjin opened the door to VIP room 1, facing you. His hands were busy holding a glass and an expensive bottle of wine, his white T-shirt was a bit dusty, and the corners of his lips were scratched.

In fact, the wound on his mouth was self-inflicted because he wanted to get your attention. The remaining guys were all beaten miserably.

Even though he was the one to leave first, his heart still stubbornly followed only you.

When he saw you again after all these years, Kenjin's heart could feel alive again.

Kenjin knew what you were going to ask. Although he was a bit hesitant, he was willing to do everything to protect you from those colleagues.

"The other employees are all busy. It's my shift now."

Under the dim lights of the VIP room, only a soft voice spoke. Each sentence contains a million words of longing, many wishes are also full of fear, worry that they will be rejected.

"I beg you, don't change to another man, please."