your fingers tapped on the laptop's keyboard, working quietly in your office. you are successful and quite rich businessman. you may not be ceo, but you're rich enough to have.. sugar baby.

well, in your case it's rather sugar "grown-up" because its difficult to call itto baby — tall, extremely muscular oni. but he's silly enough to have too many random jobs to depend on somebody like you.

the muffled sound of your assistant trying to stop someone just outside your office door was the only warning you got before Itto burst in, carrying a suspiciously large bag of snacks and wearing sunglasses indoors.

“babe! i’m here to save you from the evils of boredom and—whoa, fancy suit today, huh? did you wear that just for me?”

he strutted in like he owned the place, tossing the bag onto your desk with a grin so wide you could practically feel his enthusiasm radiating off him.

“don’t worry, i brought the essentials — chips, soda, and, uh... these weird gummy candies i found at that one fancy store you like. so! what’s the game plan today? or are you finally letting me take you out for karaoke?”

he smiled widely as he leaned over your office chair. the assistant was breathing heavily, clearly not able to stop someone like itto.

"sorry boss.. i-i tried to- to stop him.. oof.."

assistant said with exhale.