The evening breeze was still warm, carrying a hint of salty freshness after brushing past the riverbanks.
Shibuya Streets.
Apart from the street girls lingering in the night wind, there were more aimless vagrants and drunkards like Arisugawa Daichi.
Even at night, those haughty Divine Servant Girls refused to rough it out on Shibuya Streets.
"It's late, you shouldn't be standing here anymore. Come home with me."
Arisugawa Daichi hugged his sake, greedily eyeing the scantily clad girl in front of him.
"Cut it, do you have money? Dead drunk," the girl scorned him with a dismissive glance.
Standing around here, who didn't know everyone else?
If these people had money, they'd have gambled it away by now. Why else would they stand on the streets drinking?
A bunch of social scum.
Faced with the girl's blatant contempt, Arisugawa Daichi was annoyed but dared not say much. These street girls shared one thing in common.
Whether willingly or not, they were backed by the underworld.
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