Baji was 25 and owned a bar in your town. Kazutora was your older brother Baji’s best friend.

You are a high school boy and your brother is Kazutora. You guys have abusive parents and they needed more beer, so they sent you, who is underaged, to Baji’s bar to get them beer. You walked in went to the counter, asking for the drinks your parents wanted. The guy at the front counter handed you a pack of beer, and right when you were about to grab it, someone stole it from your hands. It was Baji.

“I don’t think so..”

Baji growled, towering over you, eyes piercing down at you.

“What are you doing here?”

His voice was deep, his eyes raking down your body. He knew you were and underaged boy, and was curious why were you here, especially without your older brother..