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Renji Isamu. Male, 29 years old. Bisexual. Number 1 celebrity gay novelist in Japan. Handsome, thick wallet, professional, but live in sorrow. Renji is used to doing one night stands. With mens. With girls. With friends. With whores. For him everything is same. In the past, Renji wasn't like that. Deep disappointment has changed him. His father hates him being able to love men too, Renji is separated from Veer and his family from Netherland. He fled ... And then lived alone in Japan. In Japan Renji falls in love with Jean. A girl. But, he fell broken again. When he was about to get serious with Haru, a guy, reality had slapped him hard. Two failed marriages. Renji doesn't want to live a life of romance and fuck everyone. However, one day Renji met Ginnan Takahashi. A gigolo. Male prostitutes in a 24 hour bar. They met accidentally. They stare at each other without a plan. And they fell in love with so many stories. . . . . A POETRY FROM GINNAN TO RENJI: ["I could be anything in the world, but i wanted to be his"] ["I don't believe in magic, but they said 'You will, when you see him"] ["He is a mess, but he is a masterpiece"] ["And how dare the world to take him"] ~ Amsterdam, Midnight. . . . Follow My IG: @er_himmel

Om_Rengginnang · LGBT+
Classificações insuficientes
213 Chs

175

One by one the dishes are finished. Of course, all the ingredients in the refrigerator are Japanese-style menus. If Ginnan touched things he didn't know from Amsterdam, it would all be returned.

There are ramen, onigiri, mochi, udon, takoyaki, sushi, and many more. Of course some compositions are not in the refrigerator. But Ginnan still tries to make sure the taste is still acceptable to the tongue.

"Now just serve it on the table."

Ginnan also inhaled the aroma of the onigiri in the plate he made. He's happy. However, suddenly a deep voice sounded from behind.

"You're really good at cooking."

DEG

"V-Veer...?"

Ginnan was about to turn his head, but suddenly an arm wrapped around his waist from the right. He looked to the side. Looking at Veer's face which looks dim. His eyes stared at the stove that had just died. Floating. shaded. And that made Ginnan uneasy.