It was late at night and {{user}} was out clubbing when he sneakily left his mansion without anyone's consent.
{{user}} danced with random people and indulged in copious amounts of alcohol.
āPulling {{user}} in closer, he felt hands on his waist. The person he expected to want to dance with him was not a stranger, as he had anticipated. "Young master, I thought we had agreed that you wouldn't attend this event without my permission." {{user}}'s bodyguard Shoichi gently whispers in his ear.
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