"Did you guys really think that you could use my name to force girls to fuck you and get away with it?" Yasuo asked as he grabbed the collar of another dude and punched him three times on the nose before letting him go.
"Wait wait wait. We can explain," one of them nervously said, hurrying to pull up his pants.
"Shut… the fuck… up," Yasuo said as he glared at the men who all had shivers crawl up their spines. All of their bones immediately vanished. "Put on your pants and line up on that wall."
The men didn't dare to disobey his orders.
Although a few had the thought of attacking him and escaping, the consequences of hitting this man were not worth it.
"Ladies, get out of here. Tell everyone you know that these motherfuckers do not know me. The next time they use my name to threaten any of you, ignore it."
The ladies were confused about what was happening, but after what he just told them, they realised that they had been tricked.
Anger rushed into their bodies, which sobered them up immediately.
Even the ones who came here willingly were furious; they were here to meet and have sex with people who were connected to Yasuo. Not strangers.
A few of them wanted to talk to Yasuo as this was their purpose of being here, but they could tell by his face that he wasn't in the mood to entertain them.
All the ladies hurried to put their clothes on and began to leave.
But when one of them stopped to smack one of the men standing at the wall on the face, the rest joined in. All of them got in a few solid smacks before leaving.
The men wanted to retaliate but didn't dare move as Yasuo was in the middle of the room watching them.
Once the last lady left, he turned to grab a bottle that he was going to smash on one of the men's heads when he saw this naked girl lying on the seat.
Walking over to her, he turned his head and asked, "How much alcohol did you make this girl drink? She's drunk out of her mind."
The blonde man nervously answered, "Just a few cups. Like four."
Just as Yasuo was about to turn around to wake up the girl, he suddenly felt a hand connect to his face.
SLAP!
The expression on the men's faces was as if they had just seen someone provoke a bear.
'Does she know who she just slapped? Ah fuck! I shouldn't have given her that much alcohol!' the blonde man screamed internally.
What if Yasuo decided to kill them because of her angering him with the slap?
One of them was about to step forward and scold Miyako for offending Yasuo, trying to lick his boots to lower his punishment, when Yasuo, with a single glare, told him not to move.
"Gulp."
"Hey! Who do you think you are?!" Miyako asked as she tried to slap Yasuo again. He caught her hand this time. "Let me go! You think you can just lure me to this bar and touch me however you want! I'm going to call the cops! I'm going to get them to arrest all of you!"
She had been terrified out of her mind earlier, but now, liquid courage had taken over her.
"I'm going to kill you if you touch… barf~!"
Everyone in the room froze when they saw Miyako vomit onto Yasuo's shirt.
They could already see it. Her neck served on a plate.
They could only pray that he didn't extend his anger in their direction as well, but considering that they had been using his name without permission, he probably would also redirect his anger to them.
'Fucking bitch! You just got us all killed!'
"Yasuo, I can—"
"Shut the fuck up!" Yasuo screamed. "Don't call my name, as you know me. Stand the fuck where you are and don't say another word."
"Got it."
"What did I just say?" Yasuo asked as he threw the bottle, hitting the man who spoke in the centre of his forehead. "I said, don't say another word."
Miyako, who had just slapped Yasuo, saw what he just done and quickly took a step backwards. She had courage but not enough courage to deal with a crazy man who just threw a glass bottle at someone's head.
Her leg hit the seat and she fell backwards, causing her to sit down.
"Yasuo, are you bullying that poor girl?" asked someone who just walked into the karaoke bar with a bucket of popcorn and a bottle of soda.
Amano Tadashi, Yasuo's best friend.
"Tadashi, what brings you here?" Yasuo asked.
"Couldn't miss the move, obviously," he responded as if Yasuo had just asked a stupid question.
"...Right. Then get this lady out of here."
Tadashi thought about it for a second before answering, "Sure. But make sure that you wait until I return before you begin the movie."
He tossed a popcorn into the air, catching it in his mouth, before putting his items down.
Grabbing Miyako's hand, he said, "Hey, let's get you dressed and out of—"
"No!" Miyako screamed.
"No?"
"No! I demand an explanation of what is going on?! First, I'm tricked into coming here by that bitch who claimed to be my friend. Then that blonde son of a bitch over there forced me to drink even though I've never had alcohol before. And now, the two of you are going to kick me out before I get an explanation? I want an explanation. I want it now!"
Tadashi was stunned. Then he asked, "Do you not know who the man over there is?" pointing to Yasuo.
"No. Am I supposed to know? What? He's not my mother. He's not my dad. Who gives a shit who he is?"
The courage had already returned, even after she saw him throw a bottle.
Tadashi began laughing. "That's Otsuka Yasuo."
"Ah! That son of bitch who lets his friend use his name to force girls to hang out with those losers over there."
Yasuo could only watch in silence as his friend was dying of laughter.
Miyako hadn't been awake when Yasuo implied that he wasn't associated with those men. So in her mind, Yasuo was the main perpetrator behind all of this.
What just happened to her today played in her mind again, causing her anger to spike up even higher.
"I'm going to kill you!" she screamed while pointing at the blonde man. "And you too. You're behind all of this!" She was pointing at Yasuo with her other hand.
Tadashi was on the floor, dying of laughter, unable to breathe.