4 HIRED BY A MAN?

"Which one?" Because the clock on the wall now shows 8 o'clock. Of course, the prostitutes, both women and gigolos, started arriving. They all looked beautiful, smelled of perfume, and had their own dressing styles. They began to install themselves in the corner of certain spots. Some sat waiting for customers on sofas, some wandered around the room, some lay down reading magazines, and some sat on the bartender's chair.

"That ... who sleeps while pressing his temple." The red lipstick and curled woman pointed at Renji. She was not a prostitute, but rather a prostitute appearance. 

"Where is it?" 

Several times asked, the woman was sad. "Tch ... oh my, Nan-kun. Don't you see the handsome visualization over there?" he stressed. Again pointing at Renji. 

Ginnan, the beautiful gigolo with a round hat turned his head. He stopped drinking the cocktail and started glancing at Renji. "The problem man?" 

"What?" While staring at the woman who clung to him, Ginnan started cursing randomly. 

"Yes. What you mean is a man with a troubled face over there, right?" 

"Hey ... are you cooking?" Ginnan shrugged.

 "Maybe?" then took another sip of the cocktail without caring. "I think I've seen that face a lot lately." 

The woman's forehead frowned with curiosity. 

"Really? Where?" 

Ginnan shook the glass. Looks thinking. "Where ... yes ..." he muttered. "Maybe at the supermarket?" 

"Supermarket?" Suddenly another woman chimed in. "That's Renji Isamu," she said. While pointing at the drink menu. Her purple lipstick curved thinly. "Novelist BL who is famous for three years. His popularity remains at the top of the list and received another award last night." 

"Oh ..." sighed the red-lined woman. 

But Ginnan was confused. "What?" he asked. "Hey, Yuka. What's oh?" then looked at the purple woman.

Yuka chuckled. "You man who knows ..." she said disparagingly.

"Heh? Why does it have to be a girl?" 

"You're straight after all," said Yuka again. "Aren't you, Lin?" she glanced secretly at the red woman. 

Seeing Ginnan's confused expression becoming more and more, Lin chuckled. "Actually not ... there are guys who understand Yuka's meaning, but it's rare. I'm straight too but some of my friends are like that." 

"I just don't understand," said Ginnan. "Can you explain in more detail?" he asked curiously. And that is its very nature. "You explain but it turns out to be ambiguous."

 "Haha ..." laughed Lin. "What do you think, Yuka-chan? Should we tarnish the innocence of a Ginnan?" she asked ignorantly. Yuka wagging her hand. 

"Maybe," she forbade. "That's very dangerous."

 "Hey, what the hell ?!" Ginnan protested irritably. "I'm a gigolo. Where is there plain—"

 "Have you ever been hired by a man?" said Yuka. Ginnan's eyeballs were popping up.

 "What?!" 

"Fucked by a man. And stabbed in your hole." Yuka explained.

Ginnan's face immediately flushed red. "HEI! THAT'S A RIGHTS VIOLATION!" he screamed. Making some customers who are still sleeping swear and wake up and cover their ears. He snorted softly and whispered irritably. "Then what's the use of my thick trunk if it's stabbed by a man?" he asked, still innocent. 

Lin laughed, Yuka coughed while drinking. "You? Mighty? Where did you come from?" he sneered. "A cute face is so perfect—" 

"HEY!" Second edition subscribers. Ginnan now gets a direct warning from the bartender. To the extent that he clenched his fists with emotion. Lin cleverly stroked his Adam's apple neck and kissed him. 

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NB: I recommend reading the author's notes for each chapter as well. Because there are things that are quite important to know.