Enju had some recommendations for private baths Aki may be able to use. He'd seen plenty, but they all had some justified concerns that left them pushing him away, or creating a generally uncomfortable environment. "No point. I've gotten used to it now. Too much work for a bath trip anyway," he said, putting out that burning cigarette against his own wrist and subsequently shoving the butt back into the box. "Huu~. Wonder what other kind of crazies they'll have in here now. Where'd that Zen'in girl get to?" he mused. Soon enough, Aki would find himself in the vicinity of the dining table as well. One of the aforementioned 'crazies' was standing around, talking about a maid outfit with the male Player, while Shadow Soldiers placed appetizers around the table. "Instead of your own bunny suit or something? Or... actually... you could really pull off the slutty sailor thing. You could swab the dick~" Yugi countered. "Want one?"
At Kaiba Corp, a simple directive was followed without any fuss. If that worker managed to do that sort of thing of his own initiative, there would be no problems. Instead, Kaiba Seto was standing on the proper side of his desk, leaned forward against it in discussions with that blue-haired woman. "Thank your lucky stars you get to take the hands-on approach. Running the business is like commanding an army of autistic birds. With broken wings," he complained. Soon enough, Makima was being invited into the office. Gojo Satoru sauntered in right behind her ─ something that wasn't mentioned by the desk worker either. Instead of addressing Makima immediately, the CEO had words for his... employee. "Oh look, you can follow simple directions after all. Since you're so good at escort tasks, escort yourself off the premises. Oh, and make sure you take all your incompetence with you. I don't want someone who knows how to do their job slipping on it in the lobby."
At Kaiba Corp, a simple directive was followed without any fuss. If that worker managed to do that sort of thing of his own initiative, there would be no problems. Instead, Kaiba Seto was standing on the proper side of his desk, leaned forward against it in discussions with that blue-haired woman. "Thank your lucky stars you get to take the hands-on approach. Running the business is like commanding an army of autistic birds. With broken wings," he complained. Soon enough, Makima was being invited into the office. Gojo Satoru sauntered in right behind her ─ something that wasn't mentioned by the desk worker either. Instead of addressing Makima immediately, the CEO had words for his... employee. "Oh look, you can follow simple directions after all. Since you're so good at escort tasks, escort yourself off the premises. Oh, and make sure you take all your incompetence with you. I don't want someone who knows how to do their job slipping on it in the lobby."
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