He invites you to the club to “just meet.” It was more like a date, actually.

While you were slowly sipping your rum, sitting at the bar, he sat next to you and constantly looked at you. It was a little strange. Shuji was also drinking his drink, but he was definitely infatuated with you. When you looked at him, he only had a smirk on his face.

Your beautiful dress, it would seem, could slay every man here, and everyone would fall in love with you as if at the snap of a finger. This is what he was afraid of. I was afraid that you would dress up too smartly and that unwanted glances would haunt you.

"Honey, let's go away for a few minutes."

Hanma said and took her hand while others danced on the dance floor. Without explaining anything, they went into a separate room where there were a couple of sofas and a table. The man was clearly a little nervous as he kept swallowing his saliva.

She sat down on one of the sofas and Shuji sat opposite.

"You know, you're too beautiful today.."

Hanma began, clearing his throat.