In their line of work, there's an unwritten rule.
The closer the room to the front, the higher the consumption, meaning the more important the guest.
You see, the nightclub where Harumizu is a regular has only just over thirty private rooms in total, and Room 003 is already considered VIP level.
After all, normally, the first two rooms are reserved for 'unexpected situations.'
Under normal circumstances, they'd rather leave them empty than easily open them to entertain guests.
So, when Nissho Taro heard that there was an issue with a guest in Room 003, he immediately adopted his professional manager's demeanor.
He picked up the walkie-talkie and said to the other end in a very official tone:
"Calm the guest down; I'll be there right away."
With that, Nissho Taro bowed again to Fujiwara Shunsui.
Harumizu understood instantly and gave Nissho Taro a look.
Risho turned and quickly scurried out of the office; though he didn't speak, Harumizu could still sense Risho's urgency.
"Harumizu-sama, would you like to come along and see?"
Fukada had by this point reverted to her fangirl state.
Looking at Fukada's eager eyes, Harumizu felt a surge of emotion inside:
"If I couldn't see Miss Fukada's favorability towards me, I'd probably really be smitten by her."
He didn't know if it was Miss Fukada's inherent charm or if Harumizu himself had over-exercised, leading to excessive dopamine secretion.
Whenever Harumizu looked at Miss Fukada, he always felt a subtle, ambiguous sensation.
It was like a male lion facing a tiny kitten completely unaware of danger.
At this moment, Harumizu just wanted to know his favorability towards Miss Fukada.
It seemed he did indeed have quite a bit of favorability.
After a moment of thought,
"Miss Fukada, I think you might encounter situations like this in the future. You must first avoid conflict, and then, like what was said on the walkie-talkie, report the situation back to us."
Harumizu suddenly felt that his journey of lying flat and collecting rent wasn't going as smoothly as he'd hoped.
He had thought he would truly fulfill his dream from his previous life.
Collecting rent peacefully every month, and having a passionate romance in his leisure time.
Playing games at home when he had nothing to do, not even needing to maintain his good physique.
But just when his dream was finally within reach,
He suddenly realized: sweetness also comes with a burden.
"Harumizu-sama, I've already worked for several days, and I feel that the boys who come here are quite interesting and very cute. They all really like spending time with me."
"I've truly never encountered such a sudden situation myself."
Whether it was intentional or not, Harumizu saw it very clearly.
Miss Fukada deliberately straightened her back as she said this.
With just that slight movement, her two jade rabbits seemed to respond to their owner's summons, bouncing with joy, swaying like water ripples.
Harumizu felt a little helpless, averted his gaze, and cursed inwardly, 'Little vixen, ruining my pure love dao heart!'
Although he greatly trusted Nissho Taro's work ability,
Whether out of duty or his natural love for excitement, he found it very hard to refuse joining in the fun.
"Take me to private room 003 to take a look!"
Harumizu gently patted Miss Fukada's slender, jade-like hand resting on her lap, and then they walked out together... He had thought it was just a simple customer dispute,
But when Harumizu stood sideways at the doorway,
He realized it wasn't that simple at all.
A group of Japanese 'hot-blooded youths' around 20 years old were surrounding Nissho Taro.
One of them stood out particularly; slender in build, he had long green hair that reached his shoulders, and was about 168cm tall.
He was currently 'stroking' Nissho Taro's bald head, saying with a smile:
"My father used to say when he was drunk that your bald head is exceptionally nice to touch. I didn't expect it to be true."
Nissho Taro remained bowed, seemingly unfazed by the laughter of the people around him.
Only two girls in the corner of the sofa were softly sobbing.
"Young Master Nagasawa, I am very sorry for providing you with a bad consumption experience!"
"A bad experience? I don't think so? Go find me a few sensible women!"
The young man, with his back to the door, spoke while patting Nissho Taro's bald head.
The rhythm was one after another, but the sound grew louder and clearer.
Young Master? Bad consumption experience? Crying female staff? Sensible women?
After these words flashed through Harumizu's mind, he didn't ponder much further.
A primal Chinese greeting welled up in his heart.
"I'm going to work early!"
Harumizu stepped into private room 003, completely unaware of what was driving him.
He delivered a full-force kick directly to Nagasawa Kyuichi's lower back, and the immense inertia caused Nagasawa Kyuichi to slump onto the sofa in the private room.
Due to the suddenness of the incident, apart from Fukada, who had come with Harumizu and was now covering her mouth at the doorway,
No one else had reacted to what had happened.
Even Nissho Taro only felt as if something had flown past him.
"You brat, you like causing trouble, don't you?"
Harumizu stepped onto the sofa, grabbed Nagasawa Kyuichi's long hair with his left hand and pulled it back, forcing his head into a rather submissive posture.
His right hand rose high, swung in a wide arc, and slammed down, producing a loud, distinct 'smack' in the private room.
The previously sobbing female staff members seemed startled and stopped crying instantly.
system prompt
Nissho Taro's favorability towards Host +2
Fukada Yua's favorability towards Host +1
"Your bald head is nice to touch? You want to bully our female staff, do you?"
Nagasawa Kyuichi was clearly stunned by the sudden turn of events and tried hard to focus his eyes.
But he failed.
Because Fujiwara Shunsui's second slap followed immediately.
Harumizu's strength attribute was as high as 8 points, coupled with the terrifying explosive power from years of fitness,
Describing it as a cannon strike would not be an exaggeration.
This second slap directly caused blood to trickle from Nagasawa Kyuichi's mouth.
As his head turned, something seemed to fly out of his mouth.
system prompt
Nissho Taro's favorability towards Host +2
Fukada Yua's favorability towards Host +1
Nissho Taro's favorability 91/100
Fukada Yua's favorability 12/100
Mission prompt: Nissho Taro's favorability has been completed
Reward issued: Free Attribute Point +1
In just 20 seconds, everything in the room seemed unchanged, yet everything seemed to have changed.
At this moment, Harumizu had no time to check the system prompt; he just casually glanced and noticed a '1' added after the 'Free Attribute Point' section in his system.
Looking at the puddle of unconscious flesh before him, Harumizu raised his right hand again.
"Although I don't know who you are, I know that in my territory, no one dares to cause trouble."
Seeing that Nagasawa Kyuichi was barely breathing, his friends who had come with him were long since scared witless.
Not only by Harumizu's physique, but also by the tattoos Harumizu had revealed.
To his utter surprise, the first person to react was Nissho Taro.
Nissho Taro quickly rushed forward and hugged Harumizu's right arm:
"Department Head-sama, if you hit him any more, someone will die!"