Boxers' Cafe
A Glass of Water
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Boxers’ Café.
Chapter
2.
The café
was just as flamboyant as any other night-business with a crowd of people in
front of the entry. A doorman dressed in black, opened the heavily tinted glass
door for Enishi. Glancing sideways, he noted that the doorman was really a door
“boy” with an unusual smile that gave him a chill, making all the hairs of his
back stap. Sp. Shaking the feeling off, Enishi grinned at the boy and flicked
him a quarter.
his attentbackback to the rest of the crowd. Enishi stepped into a dark room
where iridescent lights flashed everywhere. The customers talked and laughed
loudly, but most of the sounds were drowned out by the rapture of music. All
the waitresses stopped what they were doing to greet him by saying “hello” in
unison. Most of the waitresses went back to their work except for one. The girl
with the braid came up to him and smiled.
follow me!” she grinned. Following the petite girl to a table for one in the
darkest corner of the room, Enishi sat down on the metal stool. Almost
instantaneously, Misao’s face turned from a cheerful one to a menacing
one.
him. Apparently, she had not forgotten what had happened earlier.
looking at her body starting from the bottom. He licked his lips. She caught
him and turned red, but nonetheless gave a fierce look.
“What are you looking at?” Misao snarled,
glaring at him with popping veins.
“I thought you’d take it as a compliment. After
all, many men wouldn’t notice you are a girl due to the lack of curves
you possess,” Enishi grinned, looking up at her from under his sunglasses.
Misao’s eyes almost bulged out from anger.
“You…you dog!” she snarled. With a sharp turn,
she haughtily turned around to head for the bar. For some reason, he enjoyed
flustering the young girl. Misao stomped angrily towards the bar, ordering for
the glass of water.
Megumi giggled.
if you ask me,” Megumi replied, smiling.
Misao winked, grabbing the glass of water, but groaned internally realizing
that she had to return to the obnoxious man. Megumi rolled her eyes in response
as she dried a cup. Slowly walking towards the table with contempt, Misao
practically threw down the cup in front of Enishi, quickly stalking away
towards other customers with a ‘humph.’ Some of the water spilled onto his
table, almost dripping onto his clothes.
Kitten,’ Enishi thought, grinning. Sipping the remaining water within the
confines of the cup, a second stool was pulled up next to him.
hon, but you need to come downstairs to meet with Shinomori,” the woman stuck a
cigarette in her mouth and lit it.
this café,” she stood up, “let’s go.” Strutting her way towards the door in the
back, Yumi glared at every man looking at her. Enishi lazily followed. He
wasn’t that eager to meet Shinomori again even if they had been childhood
friends at one time. He was just…curious. Yumi clapped down towards the stairs,
but midway she stopped.
Never to speak of what goes on below these steps or I’ll personally make sure
you’ll never see the sun again,” Yumi threatened, jabbing her finger at his
chest. She didn’t look like she was the type to mess with, so he nodded in
agreement.
direction, someone’s bound to greet you. I need to check up on the ladies,”
Yumi instructed before leaving.
Sticking his hands into his pockets, Enishi
whistled as he strolled down the remaining steps, coming into view of
Shinomori, Aoshi who sat leisurely on a couch, sweat covered his naked upper
body as he sipped some wine, “It’s been a long time, Enishi.”
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