Hakuto knew it. He knew that night was going to be a disaster, but he had never imagined it would go this far. After the skirmish between Chantal and Itsu, the group headed straight to the most popular nightclub in central Ashiya. The entrance was supposed to be for adults only, yet the famous Kurotsuki name, their money, and a bit of succubus magic did the trick. Yuzu managed to get them inside. Not only that—she secured the most prestigious table in the club and even had them served alcohol. It was the perfect setup for an imminent disaster.
It took just one sip of the cocktail. One tiny sip, and everything started to fall apart. The alcohol hit Yuzu instantly. She slipped off her shoes, climbed onto the table, and began dancing barefoot, so clumsy and uncoordinated that anyone would think she was on some kind of powerful drug. But no—just a drop of a cocktail barely stronger than a soft drink.
«Look at me! Look how hot I am! I'm the hottest in the world!» Yuzu shouts, her face flushed crimson. She jumps on the table and waves her arms around like crazy.
And to think she wanted to get Rika drunk…
Hakuto had never felt so embarrassed in his life.
Rika was about to go home. Chantal and Itsu, despite the not-so-idyllic start, were surprisingly getting along. After all, they were both monsters…
Yuzu's ridiculous show drew attention right away. Lustful eyes turned to her, desire building with every movement—whether it was her miniskirt riding up or her tiny top slipping out of place.
She was clumsy and childish, but undeniably sensual. Her curves and large breasts drew every eye, and Hakuto knew it all too well. Why does Yuzu have to act like this? I hate it that everyone's staring at her! But there's no way to reason with her like this…
«There's still one thing I don't get… how the hell did you figure out I was a vampire?» Itsu asked Chantal.
«Well, it's simple…» she began. Her voice was cold and distant, though less than usual.
Those two really get along… Chantal must see him as a worthy opponent. She only respects people like that. Still, it felt strange. When I fought Itsu, I beat him pretty easily. But earlier, he held his own against Chantal at full power. I feel like he's hiding way more strength than he shows…
«…I understood it from your scent.»
«My scent…?» Itsu looked confused. Hakuto wasn't any different. He found himself more and more focused on their conversation.
«Vampires give off a weird stench. Like blood mixed with spoiled milk. Most can't smell it, but for some reason, I can. Let's call it a natural gift,» Chantal said.
I didn't know vampires had a scent… and Chantal can even pick it up. That girl never stops surprising me…
«And me?! Do I smell like that too?!» Yuzu suddenly cut in, slurring. It was surprising she even heard them, considering the distance and all the noise. But demons had sharp hearing.
«No. You just reek of slut!» Chantal snapped.
«W-WHAT DID YOU SAY?! REPEAT IT IF YOU DARE!» Yuzu shouted back.
«I said you reek of slut! And not just any slut—the worst kind!»
«I… I'll kill you!»
Yuzu lunged at Chantal head-on, but Chantal slammed both feet into her stomach and kicked her off like a spring. Yuzu flew through the air and crashed onto a nearby table. The table flipped, along with everything on it. Rivers of alcohol spilled everywhere, soaking Yuzu as she lay there, drenched in wine and cocktails.
As if things weren't bad enough, the table Yuzu landed on belonged to the team that had won the national MMA championship that very afternoon. They were drinking hard to celebrate, and these were the kind of guys who looked for fights even when sober—especially drunk.
«Is the brat one of yours?!» snapped one of them—Mike, the star fighter—glaring at Itsu and Hakuto.
«We don't know her! Never seen her in our lives!» Chantal cut in.
«I wasn't talking to you, woman! This is between men! Go back to the kitchen!»
Hakuto's eyes went wide. He was terrified. He knew Chantal—knew her way too well. He ducked under the table like an earthquake was about to hit, which honestly wasn't far from the truth. Itsu, on the other hand, got comfy, almost missing popcorn as if he were waiting for a movie to start.
Chantal jumped to her feet. Her heavy steps boomed as she walked toward the fighters' table, almost louder than the blaring music. Hakuto stayed hidden. He knew there was nothing he could do to stop her.
«I think I didn't hear that right.» Chantal glared down at Mike, who was still sitting, her eyes full of murder. He got up in response. Now he was the one towering over her.
«You're right. It's a shame a hottie like you is stuck in the kitchen. You'd look way better in my bed.» He burst out laughing, and his teammates followed. Even Itsu smiled—but not for the same reason. He was just picturing the look on that brute's face after Chantal beat him to a pulp.
–WHAM!
A lightning-fast elbow smashed into Mike's face. He hit the ground without even knowing what happened, his nose broken and bleeding.
«You'll pay for this—» He tried to get up, but Chantal slammed her knee into his face. He went limp, completely knocked out.
«Does anyone else have something to say?!»
Silence. The fighters froze, eyes wide, too stunned to react. They couldn't believe a single girl had knocked out their strongest guy with just two hits.
«Perfect,» Chantal said.
She grabbed Yuzu by the arm—unconscious but luckily unharmed—and dragged her back to their table like she was hauling out the trash. But not even the Kurotsuki family's prestige could stop the bodyguards from tossing them out without mercy.