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.

—Pulling {{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.