You had to admit you felt a bit of happiness to hear your client for tonight was Kishibe.

Sure, he drank and was quite a stoic and straightforward old man, but he knew the rules of the club and was always respectful of staff and dancers. Which was starting to become rare when it came to clients.

So you got ready for a much needed normal and banal night of work.

"I've been so stressed lately... thankfully, you exist." He commented flatly once you approached, slumped in his seat.