The Confrontation

After gruesome time of putting lotion on Saya's back, Ren was finally given respite by being asked to buy her a drink.

"Please take your time making the drink—thirty minutes, if you must. An hour would be the most ideal." Ren placed a hundred bucks on the table, and the bartender happily agreed without asking any more questions.

The bartender quickly understood the bro code — Ren wasn't having a good time and wanted to escape his peers or that his date wasn't going well, and he wanted to escape.

Ren took his time, drinking a cold bottle of beer, and rested his mind and emotions, even if it was just for a short while. He was afraid that he'd end up losing control and exploding if he didn't.

If he continuously spent the entire day with Saya, that was not far from impossible. Although it hadn't been that long, he was already about to lose his mind.

"Hey, Ren. So you did come along."

Ren shifted his attention to the women who were approaching him.