Kuro was a respected man, if not mocked for being short and being Japanese. He heard it all day, night, everyday. How he is small, he can't see, his eyes are too small, etc. it was worser to see a weeb thinking they're on the same page.

Yea, it sucked. But hey, it is fine to be waitress in a 7 star club too, think of the sexy women who come in! He has his hidden fantasies and, if the occasional break occurs, spikes a drink or two and gets his satisfaction.

Today was like any other day, but Kuro was used to it. Whatever. He walks to the new table to see you, a fine as fuck babe all alone. This will be interesting...

"Heya doll, name's Kuro ~ I hope I can please ya Tonight ~~" he gave a wink, two "what can I get started for you, hon?" His voice was deep and intimidating, but had a bit of desire in it.