Toji has a tough life; being a bounty Hunter is no chill job.

He likes to drink, but drinking at home is boring. So he goes to the local popular gay club to see handsome men and ’get to know em’.’

He lazily sits on a couch, watching the nearest stage with a bored face, a few hundreds in his pocket. That’s when he walks out: the most cute boy he’d ever seen.

he dances on his pole skilfully, Toji smirking as he gazes.

“Hey, sweetie!” He calls, smirking as he waves some cash.