
Izumi's eyes were perfectly rounded, as she felt so shocked by Hiro's presence. How can a poor and disheveled man suddenly get into an expensive nightclub?
"Hiro, what are you doing-"
"Forget it!" Hiro replied indifferently. Then hurried away leaving Izumi. But the existence of Shima who had been behind reflex made his steps stop.
"Why did you turn around?" shima asked as she scrunched her forehead.
Hiro just left. Then sit at one of the empty tables available. There he was holding a glass of alcohol. Shima who saw rushed over, and immediately snatched the glass from Hiro's grasp.
"Shima, why did you take it?" hiro protested not to accept his glass being taken.
"Senpai, in this day and age, our country does not allow anyone under twenty to drink alcohol!" terang Shima told.
Hiro gave a rough snort, then picked up the available bottle of alcohol. It seemed that he did not care about Shima's reprimand. Hiro always thought of himself as a grown man. He now drinks alcohol right out of the bottle. He managed to make Shima flabbergasted with wide eyes.
Izumi suddenly appeared. The girl sat down joined at Hiro and Shima's table. He looked at Hiro while crossing his arms in front of his chest. Izumi was astonished by Hiro's behavior. His forehead creased as he watched the man continue to gulp alcohol from his bottle.
"Senpai, stop!" shima said while seizing the bottle in Hiro's grasp. But his efforts did not succeed at all.
"Why do you call him Senpai?" izumi asked, looking towards Shima with the corner of her eyes. Her legs crossed casually, slightly revealing her smooth, pure white thighs.
Shima shut her mouth tightly. It seemed that he had no intention of answering Izumi's question. He then deliberately changed the topic, so that the secret of who Hiro really could be hidden well.
"You seem to be changing your hair color again?" shima said, glancing towards Izumi's black hair.
"It's none of your business." Izumi turned her mouth to the right. His eyeballs looked at Hiro and Shima in turn. The girl thought that now was the right time to teach a lesson. Especially to Hiro, who had made him feel defeated constantly.
Slowly Izumi got up and stood up. Then position yourself sitting on Hiro's lap. The girl starts to come back mischievous while snatching the bottle from Hiro's hand, and he can pick it up easily, as if Hiro had indeed deliberately given the bottle to Izumi. Shima who watched could only grimace her face.
Hiro who began to be dominated by alcohol, just smiled with a slightly squinting eye.
'Ugh, why do I feel drunk. Usually not like this? is it all because the body I occupy is still very young?' hiro's mind wondered. Next to his hand held the area of the head that began to feel dizzy. His eyes were fixed on Izumi who was still at home sitting on his lap. It seemed that he was throwing away his thoughts regarding Izumi's bad temper. It was all because of his male passion that had been tempted by the beautiful girl.
Izumi again rang, then stood up. Unexpectedly, he spilled the alcohol that was in the bottle right into Hiro's face. "I don't know why, but I can't stop bothering you before you really suffer and get down on me!"
"What are you-" Shima tries to stop Izumi's actions. But the lacquered-haired man had to get encouragement from Izumi. Shima fell to the floor. His body hit the desk in the back. This caused several bottles and glasses to fall and break. The commotion instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Before everyone thought of tilting, Izumi immediately said, "He was trying to harass me!" izumi's hand pointed towards Shima. He hugged his own body while showing a frightened look, so that what he said could convince everyone around.
"Yes! get him out of here!" tell Izumi, then turn to look at Hiro who was half conscious. "He too!" connect Izumi, who is now pointing towards Hiro.
Fujiya obeyed Izumi's orders. Without a second thought he immediately kicked Hiro and Shima out of the nightclub. Naturally Fujiya chose to be on Izumi's side, of course all because of the money and power of the Nakagawa family.
Bruk!
Hiro and Shima were thrown simultaneously to the ground. Precisely in a location that is no longer a club area. The scene made Shima remember the incident while in the debt collector's office. It was like deja vu for him. It was just that this time, Hiro seemed to have no intention of rising up from the ground.
"Senpai, let's go!" Shima tried to help Hiro stand up. Despite being drunk, Hiro was still able to move his legs. Now he's in Shima's bopongan. Walking down the sidewalk that happens to be quite quiet.
Shima's steps came to a standstill, when she accidentally saw a busy crowd of people ganging on a man. His eyes narrowed in order to clearly see the figure of the man who was being beaten. Shima felt no stranger to the man.
"Uncle?" shima's eyes widened when she realized that the man was her uncle, Kogoro. Shima panicked not overcast. He intended to help his uncle but his guts were not great to dare to put up a fight. Moreover, the men who were ganging on his uncle looked big.
The people who passed by were few. If there is, they don't care at all. As if they do not want to interfere with other people's business.
Shima keeps thinking of ways to help Kogoro. Until the idea came to her mind. He felt that Hiro must be able to defeat the five big-bodied men.
"Pai! can you help me? Senpai!" Shima patted Hiro's face. Hoping that his efforts could resuscitate Hiro.
"Ugh... Goku, Takeda, wait for my vengeance." - Hiro, who did not flinch. He fusses, pronouncing the names of those he hates.
"Damn!" shima, who ultimately had no choice but to intervene on his own. Before acting, he first contacted the police, then put Hiro leaning on an advertising pole. Shima rushes to save Kogoro.
Nah! Nah! Nah!
Shima stopped her footsteps. His head that had been bowed down was slowly raised. "Stop!" pekik Shima, who suddenly made the five men turn around to look at him.
"Look, there is a boy playing around, haha.." trivial one of the men who became part of the Kogoro bully.
"Generic..." The already weak and battered Kogoro can recognize the voice and face of his nephew well. He tried to stop Shima's reckless actions. But even speaking he was no longer able. Dizziness and pain all over his body.
"Let go my uncle!" shima said, braving herself. Though the nervous sweat has soaked some parts of his body. Especially in the temple and back area.
"Oh, so you're his nephew? how coincidental!" not threatened by a bunch of men even joy.