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haruchuchuiyo · 15 days ago

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 ? —

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 ! 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕

Reader: non disclosed ( can be read as fem | non-binary | male )

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ : ᴛᴀᴋᴇᴍɪᴄʜɪ ʜᴀɴᴀɢᴀᴋɪ | ʀᴀɴ ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ

Refer to glossary for word definitions / meaning.

Note: Updated with more new info to Ran [original post] ( Ran doesn't get a reader interaction because reader is cremated, thank you and goodnight. )

⚠ Lowlife

Unemployed!TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI wc 0.7k

( Type : Disgusting Neighbour | Danger Level : Low )

The lowlife really is the slowlife after all. Didn't take much more for TAKEMICHI to get fired from the DvD store,

flaking shifts to flubbing up stacking shelves it's surprising he didn't get the boot sooner. He's been causing all sorts of public disturbance since he started this sorry story for himself, first it was stealing umbrellas, then it was 'borrowing' bicycles, late night konbini booze benders, keying cars (seriously ?!). General bad hygiene, unidentified stains who knows where? You know where. 'YUCK'! The tatami floors' long been consumed, nothing but a sea of empty beer cans and cheap convenience store food containers stacked up haphazardly. The un eaten soba noodles bits have long since petrified to the plastic. More than drain flies orbit about the compact now unusable sink area. Mystery used tissues.. All stuffed in a glorified shoe box apartment made of paper thin walls. Seriously, he's driving himself slowly mad with his state of living conditions, more than just rubbish is starting to accumulate.. Neighbours closest to his proximity are beginning to suffer 'his consequences of living.' Like.. Is this some kind of retribution against those with a life?

Well,,

One of the next door residences have had it with him!

Hand-written letters, a detailing civil complaint! One after another have been pouring though his letter box,

" It's just too bad, He can't take a hint! " - voice tightening in frustration.

" does he know any better—?" Your well meaning, but preoccupied upstairs neighbor retorts.

A typical response from a typical middle age working woman, soon retiring. Too little time to listen about your issues.

It was a rare and brief passing exchange of condolence she offered you in the expanse walkway of your floor. It's you alone. The rest of the residents. Far more self concerned with their own lives, to spare you the time of day. It's a lonely front..

Another letter you post.

Never taking out clothes out from the shared laundry room! Never taking out the general waste bin for pickup! Never turning down the volume when watching those perverted gravure JAV DvDs on the tv... Yeah that's him, at it again. Gross . Seriously gross .

God

just like

get a girlfriend or something .

Wait. actually No , just No!!

That's so wrong ! That would be a disgrace to all women. To be stuck with that. A bum of a guy like, well,, that.

What he needs is a LIFE !

Everyday of this tenancy there's always something new,

a sound, a smell, a new species of bug. He's like bad santa. The gift that gives and is giving so many reasons not to renew this lease.

Wishing, wishing that the shared wall had been 'thicker.' 'Thick enough' so not to hear. the dialogue of what sounds like the same actresses babbled moans emitted from tv speakers, his noise pollution has been poison to your ears. Words that should be innocent are getting wayy sleazyierr sounding. Aren't headphones best sellers at that near by x-video store he's in and out of so much!? Shoplift THAT,, Instead of those porn DvDs n mags...! ... .. !

At least when he gets off you can't hear his whiney crybaby ass moaning, so maybe Mr.Hanageki has some shame left in him. Everything has been getting relatively peaceful,

Maybe he got the memo by reading your latest letter? You don't hear his tv as much anymore.

It had been relatively peaceful, for a while

it was. until then,, that god awful 'ssloshing started.

"That asshole!" He's gotten a pocket pussy !.. bored of his hands probably,, in need of a better stimulation. It's a audible experience he's been sharing with you through your walls.

Back from work? shlick' shlick' Laundry day? Sshlick' Sshlick' . Shlick-' Morning exercise.... SHLICK--' SHLICK--' SHLICK--'

shower.....

shlick' shlick'-shlick. --SHLICK' .SHLuluPPppp~', ppfuuu~ "ahh- a-"

a whine

all fucking day , EVERY. FUCKING. DAY! GOD!!!

Seems the actresses on DvD's aren't doing it for him anymore,

HASN'T HIS DICK FALLEN OFF BY NOW!! ...... ugh. gross, really. enough..

Considerable time passes. More than a week of it. Your neighbour HANAGAKI starts getting out bit by bit,

Airing out his apartment doing his laundry, taking out his trash in large rubbish bags. It's only then that you see the little glimmers of light start to shine through the holes he's poked into your shared walls.

Don't worry about the DvD's, he's found someone new to watch..

⚠ Self-made Psycho

Producer!RAN HAITANI wc 1.1k

( Type : ████████ | Danger Level : Extreme )

Look I'll get straight to the point RAN is a real scumbag, worst amongst the worst. The type of person you'd never wish to meet if you have half a brain. Across all time-lines, he is one of the few consistent personalities to retain a high case criminal background of violence...

Grievous bodily-harm . Murder of the First degree.

His charges were nothing to scoff at in the juvenile judiciary.

RECORD OF INTERVIEW page NO. █ of 27

RECORD TYPE — TRASCRIPTION PERSON INTERVIEWED — ███ ███████ INTERVIEWER(S) — ████ ███ OTHER PERSON(S) — 1 of 2 ██████ ███████ PRESENT TIME COMMENCED — 0045 hours TIME CONCLUDED — 0107 hours INTERVIEW DURATION — 22 minutes Audio Tape Reference NO. ███████

| 4.10 | | Officer explains ███ ███████ has been arrested on grounds of probable cause 2 counts of ; ████████ ███████████ █ ██████ ██ ███ █████ ███████ . | R | -- (.) 'ok.' (.3) 'A̲n̲d̲.?' | Q | - 'What can you tell me about that?' | R | -- (( Twirling hair braid )) (.7) 'Tell you what exactly ████ ███.'

| Q | - (.) 'Did they have it coming?'

| R | -- \..((leaning back in chair)) (.5) ' P̲r̲o̲b̲a̲b̲l̲y̲~~ ' (( laughs ))\

The real answer is.

'Who knows~ and who cares?' He's long since moved on, long since forgotten. He's done things, sure.

Because he can,,, and because he could. So he did.

Fully body-tatted in his early teens, serving time in juvie, all this more than once. A far cry from the typical troubled youth wild child.

Contrary to what the family attorney had to say for his acquittal. He was Born to be an anti-social Tyrannical Nightmare to the general public and delinquents alike.

In early life RAN spent much of his developmental years and adolescent teen years sleeping in, well in—into house-keepings work hours, long till midday. Lazing lavishly in spa treatments all from the comfort of the Haitani family residence(s). Trying to burn time. Trying to— To Fill the space his Father had left him and Rindou in the condo tower.

One of the few joy's in life that he first discovered. Was the amusing delight felt in absorbing himself—into these foreign lifestyle magazines. He amassed a collection of them, out of the ones that had been left strewn on the kitchen islands marble countertops , the ones discarded in the ground floor guest living-room. Every business trip, every flight abroad, Paris, Amsterdam, Budapest, Venice, was a world so full so 'Plein de vie' by comparison so 'Envoûtant' .

Oh To Be so far away,

a foreign man in a foreign land. Oh.. what would it be like?

To be a foreign celebrity,

a co-star,

a day time tv host.

It's a rare emotional phenomena. To be enamored in such a way, a childish dream for his social class. A background where houses aren't homes but investments, where wives are seasonal depending on vacation destination. Conceived of materialistic self service. A commodity, is a child, is children.

That's life in its entirety. Money. The Material. Everything worldly. Populated by nothing people. People of everything yet who do nothing, un cultured, un sociable, un likable .

In this living it was not a second joy, but the craving for it that he sought the next.

Spoiling indulging. His palate', the desire of Dessert for, lunch breakfast dinner. It was a progression. No a consequence of RAN's growing hedonistic desire. An Expanding Appetite for sweetness.

A degenerate sweetness is what took shape in his Adult-self he became a fluent pillow talker. His vernacular provocative lacking the restraints of polite society people, no decency only indecency. A man that only converses in bedroom talk.

" his tone, is- just,, "

" never exactly , "

. "Sweet" . its

'complex~~ ', and

'sultry~~ ' . even

'Erotic~~♡ ', a bit foreign like his ever developing vocabulary.

He could run the most 'Magnifique' hostesses for their money , with just his tongue. For shits and giggles, which he has would. All these qualities are what make him such a successful Pimp Producer. Now what kind of creative industry does he produce for, those who are in the know, know. But for the common majority looking in, most wouldn't have a clue the type of brilliant creative work his artistic mind helped develop, his name is something High Class. So don't even dream of reading his name in rolling credits of something common. His career endeavors only ever soar just like his most talented employees.

The Talent RAN develops is hand picked. Sourced by him of course. In establishing good work ethics and attitudes, the freshly employed in his agency receive 'training' directly. He's a very involved, hands-on-'deck' boss, and that's because he cares deeply. After all . Its his kind, capable, progressive endeavors that's made him such an Authority in the industry. Employee performance reviews are only ever flawless as 'head' quality control officer, (he peer reviews this himself). Everything he puts out has only furthered his cult following, there's nothing but buzzing demand for his 'magnum opus' in the works. He's long long been teasing it,

here and there. To various foreign correspondent-investors, VIPS & clientele are first to catch wind of his new sweet-heart in production.

He can't help but tease.

For the rest outside his inner circle it's hush' hush', it's what he refers to as his most personal work yet, the largest production to date. Sales Management Marketing he's been handling it all.

You can spot him easily at any promotional function with relevant people. Often accompanied by social climbing type women, mostly of the Minato ward or foreign affluent influencer types if he's feeling exotic, less modest. He likes to have them hang on his arm at a beck and call just like a Gucci no that's too cheap. Saint Laurent bag. He can't help that he's just that temptatious, no really . His existence just drives women crazy. Their practically throwing themselves at him, killing themselves even. No seriously

Didn't his last bag fall of a roof or something?? Anyways,

he is more often then not approached by other like-minded powerful, wealthy, dangerous men. Old and young. They pay their respects and sing their praises of RAN's creative visionary works' . They'll rave on and on about his extensive portfolio from years past.

Something about 'it's rarity' , the film quality or composition was it? 'The lighting and angle of the shot -was just-' "Fantástico" 'wow—' "inspiring", "Sweet-thing with the tattoo, was just so,, interesting. So Bewitching~" "Nothing but well trained beauties~~". "The climax scene, was jus—"

yeahh... This guy,

is a nasty piece of work, really..

the enemy of all women.

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haruchuchuiyo · 5 days ago

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It❜s 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭-𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 + 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 ! 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕

Drabble / Headcanons of Tokyo Rev Bonten + Kanto Manji Men of their business ventures / employment

A/N : I've been writing this shit for too long and its driving me nuts. Out i need it out of my drafts i say!!!

ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ , ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ , ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ . . . .

Tetta | Hanma | Sanzu

𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈 ! 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭.

💎 — check in laterr + coming soon —

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈 ! 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — 𝐏𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬.

💸 Nastiest loan shark out in these waters. Hanma is the last person you want showing up at your door over a late payment. T h e L a s t. Brutal would be an understatement, his name is infamous among lenders that's how unethical he gets. The trill,, The chase— it's all blood in the water for him, the higher the exorbitant interest racks the more fun he gets to have. When Kisaki suggested he could take over the-other-side of the lending business, that he could to do as he pleases, Shuji was elated to say the least. He could finally work towards his childhood dream of owning 100 slaves. ( not joking actual canon info )

💸 Hanma revels in people's poor choices. Naïve College kids, overambitious business owners, shopping addict gals, sports betting uncles, junkies and idiots alike who think they can pull a fast one him. In the end they all make different noises to his amusement, squeaks groans wails screeches, sobs , groveling at the end of his steel tipped Derbies all begging for an annulment. " No ~ S i l l y ~ " Filing bankruptcy won't keep him away, you have to be a really special kind of stupid to even think of that. Yeah, The guy with Sin and Punishment tatted on the back of his hands, like he's gonna adhere to piece of paper and court order. Nothing in life is free so debts are to be paid in full.

💸 The smart ones always Pay in full, steal cheat sell, how they do it he couldn't give a fuck but it's always cheaper that way. Less broken teeth Less bent fingers. For the less fortunate who can't. It's a not so nice assessment. 'Installments' its already a pipe dream at the interest he's charging, better chance of winning the lottery then catching up to the fees in this life time. If you've got a face, a body, something he likes he will ask everything of you . Till your spent. If he likes you as a human he'll treat you like one, if he thinks your more fun as an animal . . . . . well. Enjoy lapping from a dog bowl Fido because pissing on pet pads and crying yourself to sleep is the new you.

💸 Don't have that wow factor to him? That's Rough. The options are pretty grim, if you want to be hired as his secon- thir- nope lost count. nth Living punching bag the space just opened up. Or even better at the small cost of a leg limb amputation, he can book you a one way ticket abroad to kick start your begging career.

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎 ! 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐫.

🀄 It's quiet— not leisurely, you could hear a coin drop over the air con hum, the anxious tapping of mahjong tiles on table felt, senior men's loafers drumming tension on tile flooring. It's clean— besides the occasional geezer . . . . customer, that won't fucking listen. Sneakin' a smoke at the non-smoker table again . . . If your lookin' to make quick cash?— All you gotta do? Don't be these sad-saps- .

🀄 Sanzu has observed a few facts in life, that people going through extended midlife-crisis's often delusion themselves with grand-ideas. Idea's that they can become some high-roller. In games like Mahjong where the line between skill and luck blur, the desperate and dim-witted act outside of logical financial consequence.

🀄 Every now and again some degenerate Jack-rabbit-type will try their luck, talking out their ass like their a pro, slowly blowing through their pension on the regular to play against others with the exact same idea. Table after table every time every game on tab , accumulating a debt they have no way of paying . Easy . Quick . Good Fucking Money.

🀄 That's how he likes it, business is easy when your hearts in the wrong place. Accumulating cash from folks of this lonely demographic isn't hard. It's always never enough-money, for having a life but just enough for a play, a game. The perfect system and perfectly legal. Never the first or second, even third time that hurts their wallet. No, it's the routine that hurts their Bank, the table fee's the meals the social connection. When it doesn't feel like gambling. When all the people who surround them, who make friends with them are of the same mind, life becomes warped the Parlor becomes home— they all do it. How can it not be socially acceptable ? Why travel to Vegas when theirs something soo much more,, local familiar , safe . 'Don't you know people lose it all abroad !!' In the end this all really adds up.

ATTITUDE — "again- many apologies,, was it ;; Set A.. Or- Set B Sir-? " Spoken in a quaintly manner. It's a good laugh Sanzu thinks, he really out did himself with the new hires staffing. Coy Meek fuckin' Precious, perfect even . "Don't forget to eat your complimentary jelly and curry ." :) All served with a polite smile and a bow to an undeserving old-fart who pissed away the last of his life-savings. Haruchiyo finds great hilarity in this, although you wouldn't see it from him as he often dons a black disposable face mask, that so conveniently conceals his chuffed snickering.

He's is fond of the on going arrangement. It's not uncommon for even executives of Kanto Manji to get down and dirty over money, here when its business as usual theirs no worry about soiling another suit, any problem can be solved with a pretty face and a smile no?— Everyone whos ever caught a glimpse of Sanzu's face would know that. He has those piercing eyes . The kind that holds coldness in its cyan. those pin . dot . pupils, a mouth tapered by vertical scars that—can only grin in a grimace. That's all you need see to know what he's about. Regardless of ones upbringing people know better than to cross him.

¥¥¥ MONEY ¥¥¥ — Every 2nd week at a specific time a specific date marked on the Parlor's calendar, Sanzu will drop by —punctual on the dot to inspect the books. He's methodical. Running the numbers, once, twice, three times to ensure its all in perfect order. Not a coin is to be un-accounted for, no decimal place mistaken, —he runs a tight ship. Muto the branch manager is the reserved type . An emotionally apathetic man even by male standards. Only seems to show up when the booth cashier causes issues.

CONCLUSION — Most scuffles are sorted out by the time Sanzu's called in, rare as that call is. It's only when business is really being obstructed that he takes creative liberties to not bleed cash. For the ones who really run up into the red, who borrow to play a table more than they can pay back —you know the classic destitute addicts, that don't learn and never will. Or the money-teller getting a bit to grippy with the notes. Well, Sanzu has his ways of securing a reimbursement . Don't you know? The true value of people? Everyone has something special in them, even those who work the dead end jobs that nobody wants to. Hard labor, scrubbin' toilets, out in the scorching sun of a construction site even then, those who beg for a living or who retired . It's what's inside you that really matters . . . . Yeahh , like a kidney or a liver, a cornea, a lung . . . .

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐏𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐫.

🎰 — check in laterr + coming soon —

ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪꜰᴇ — ʙᴀʀ❜ꜱ , ᴄʟᴜʙꜱ , ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴇᴛɪᴇꜱ

Takeomi | Mochi | Ran | Rindou

𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐎𝐌𝐈 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐡 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞.

🚬 Is it surprising? It's really not surprising. This guy, Takeomi has a problem. He could never quit to save his life. Man is chain-smoking into a stroke and life long respiratory issues. He knows it's coming for him. It's not even the nicotine anymore its just embedded into his daily life. Wake up- smoke, go to work- smoke, get berated by Sanzu- smoke, eat- shower- sleep- . . . . . smoke . In a way it makes him a certified vet to every brand of cig, e-cig, vape, etc. You know it he's tried it. All it took was dabbling with Hookah for him to realize what he had been missing all his life.

🚬Takeomi lovess lovesss the people the Lounge draws in— its like a extra bonus. Plenty of regulars a good stream of income. As well the young-tease 20's college girl's looking for something nicer than a vape bar. He's a total geezer about it, flashing a discount if they flash something more, 'yuck' totally gross and he knows. He's just wayy too jaded to give a fuck at this point.

🚬 His silver hair matches his sliver tongue now, they say with age comes wisdom, Akashi however was never a wise man. He made many mistakes, dabbled in things he shouldn't of. Taking all the wrong-paths that life had to offer, met all the wrong people. That's how he could discern which was the lesser of two shit deals. Since being appointed as an Advisor, Takeomi knew that when shit eventually hits the fan in Bonten, he'd better make like smoke— That's why he supplies so many specialty tobacco stores with inventory. It never hurts to have a side hustle.

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐯𝐞.

🥤 There's a super-secret party scene for only the hardstyle hardcore. Rindou can't get away with the shit he pull's here at the normal clubbing gigs because its fucking illegal DUH . Don't get him wrong Rindou love's house music ok, but its a different crowd. You can't start playing experimental shit it would scare the average normie. Clubbers can't and wouldn't get it appreciate it, they don't know 'the culture ‪‪❤︎‬.'— 'The life in music‪‪ ❤︎‬—' yet. O-K~ you got that?~ He does.

🥤 Rindou could go on for hours and hours geekin' , raving about how crazy Berlin's scene was, from his last 'buisness trip'. How everyone should experience it for themselves at least once. He's been mopey since his return, he knows most clubbers who party in Japan aren't getting that genuine human connection. Reiwa was truly the death of the clubbing scene. Everyone got too superficial, vain on—their phones not living in the moment shit isn't the same vibe as the early 2000's. God . He misses those days.

🥤 It was a hard sell at first, since he basically had to build the scene ground up. Luckily for him he's a Roppongi Hill's local with grade A groupies so his name alone sells out gigs, once the word got out he was behind the little project. Shit. Was. Hype. But hype alone really wasn't enough to import that authentic Berlin Rave, you know, it's way more licit, there's more substance over there.

🥤 What Rindou realized for the real deal he needed good shit available. Top-Selection . Liquors . Candy . Is it all laced?— yes. Is it illegal?— 'Fuck yes'. Is that where the funs at?— 'O b v i o u s l y.' Since when did cross-fading have to stay such a foreign concept . People need to 'discover themselves❤︎‬'— 'to experiment❤︎‬-'. "ARE YOU READY 4 THIS ". see When your out here doin Heisei shit, you gotta actual let loose. "O-K ‪‪❤︎‬‪‪❤︎‬" 'SHOTS-SHOTS-SHOTS' — So Relaxxx . Quit bein' a prude ‪‪❤︎‬. a n d . Remember, this is how people with money party , KANPAI~!

'NONDE~~ NON-DE,, NONDE~~'

" OG GYARU & GYARUO'S,, ONLY !!". KANPAI~~!! .

𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐌𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐫.

🥃 Sangria crushed-velvet carpets, fringed dimed-lighting, a Old Fashioned on-the-rocks over a mahogany island bar, the atmosphere in the lounge is of a long begotten-romanticized era. Something Mochi takes great comfort in. This bar he's founded in Ginza is his peace. A place where he can watch his lovely ladies preform, singing with honey dancing with pep in their glitzy get-ups while he nurses his over priced larger.

🥃 Mochi has always had a stuck in time Macho Man mind-set, in his heart he's really a Shōwa era kind of guy. So when it came down to reality of what happened to Tenjiku— to Izana. He had To-, Needed To take a moment of time—of Reflection to grieve. As a man. But also to reflect on his thoughts ( I'm serious ), of what he had built up in his head. All this greatness about gangs, Yakuza he once thought purely aspirational blindingly came into question. Ruminating on this really provided Mochi with the perspective he had been needing, he made his peace in a way only he could make sense of. It's not that he'd quit the life-style it had always been his dream to be a Kumichō but with Izana having passed, he'd just have to accept that things where going to take shape a little differently.

🥃 Mochi likes to think of himself as reformed in his own way, but really ideologically he's the same sleaze in Bonten, just now with matured tastes. He's not as lumberingly-gauche as he once was. He's more stoic-distinguished better dressed. In comparison to the Haitani's he's far better mannered. He grew tired of playing about with women and running Bonten's soaplands-sex shops, so much so he dumped half of his work-load over to Takeomi. Mochi has been a little burnt out. He thought a life of debauchery , women was the life for him but really it was kind of a phase.

🥃 Now that he's Older more cultured he knows better , so he's started his own 'Burlesque bar'. He thinks it's very— 'Traditional.' (since when?) . Even better, it gives him an excuse to mingle with the ladies patrons of a less promiscious background, dressed up showing you know what but with less intimate experience ( he hopes ) . Old habits die hard , but don't you believe him? He's seriously looking to settle down this time. One too many drinks his thumb drawing the small of your palm, a voice husky he recites with grit "Hasn't anyone told you, you just have the sweetest voice— " I wonder, where he got those lines from .

𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬' 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛.

🍒 Has more than a few business varieties to clean his money. Haitani LLC housing development subsidiary, general nightlife entertainment think; night clubs, cabarets, love hotels, AV production sets, however they aren't his No.1 . His priority, his primary source of entertainment is his exclusive VIP fetish "Gentleman's' Club~~ ♡ " based in Roppongi,

a cautionary note. . . Ran has little leniency for those daring to refer it as anything other, than a Gentleman's Club. It's personal . He thinks it cheapens the prestige, cheapens his 'Vision' and Ran doesn't do cheap. Never .

🍒 Ran has a system here which means VIP's won't find any stray entertainment when they book their visit. That's too typical too 'pas cher'. This Club is for people with sophisticated tastes, the only entertainment here is Real Endurance. Real Play. Not that edited bs on set. Which means everything is pre-prepared in advance in its own special room. That alone is really 'Bon marché' he thinks, as you can't get this kind of service, the kind of play he offers at any other club.

🍒 The VVIP list is actually a fairly-small reserved inner circle of '20' max at a time, while total VIP's make of 50. Ran say's he prefers it this way. As it makes the inner most circle feel more like a close family of 'like-minded people~ ♡ '.

🍒 Ran knows each of his clients niches, from personal experience. Because of this he's thoughtfully comprised a curated catalogue for his loyal members to select from.

🍒 He's retained a strong cult like membership through various creative initiatives, Club events, a kind of brotherhood bonding... thus he's has never had a deficit in quarterly earnings.

ATTITUDE — Gets into physical altercations often. He singles out staff and clients alike; bruised ribs, swollen faces, broken collar-bones the list of what he gets away with goes on- and on-. Not because anyone's fucked up tf kind of establishment you think he runs?

'Nah~~ ♡ '

Ran just takes great enjoyment in hazing individuals that catch his fancy.

¥¥¥ MONEY ¥¥¥ — The pay-slip advertises itself despite the hostile working environment. The senior employee's will all tell you that it's a job for life. It's hard not to catch the flicker of light blinking off what's defiantly a genuine diamond letter 𝓡 , adorning one lady's ear and a bejewaled 𝓡 belly piercing on the other woman. It seems Ran is quite generous to those who work-hard as much as play-hard.

Despite being an awful boss in terms of workplace assaults' and daily harassment everyone gets paid, always. He's not a complete animal Ran knows to manage his staff's finances well. Moneys tight with the economy's housing market and all, Right? People have got bills to pay he considers that much, and with fee's and rent so high most common people are priced out of places like Ginza let alone Roppongi ( unless your a multimillionaire ) .

CONCLUSION — Senior employees are always smiles regardless of Ran's abusive behavior, they go above and beyond for whatever reasons, "Maybe they get dental in the senior benefits package? "

'It's anyone's guess really. — '

Ran provides, but only if you get in his good books. It's really not easy starting out as a trainee for him. For every reason. Physically, psychologically. However for those who are willing to devote themselves, fully . Look forward to what's above, don't worry. He's so-so nice if you need extra accommodations he even has applications for his staff-housing initiative, the rental proximity is super convenient.

'Ran is just such a generous guy...'

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