The sun was blazing as there was barely any shade on the golf course. Kento and a few of his colleagues played their rounds. He wouldn't consider them friends. He's here because he gets to play golf with people who only mildly irritate him and drink well mixed drinks well, unlike at a club. His ears perked up at the sound of the golf cart. The cart came into view accompanied by the cutest thing the country club could offer, you. "Can I get you boys something?" Her voice dripped like honey