A moment later, Uncle Kyosuke's voice rang out inside the private room.
"Your sincerity has been felt. It truly is a price that's hard to refuse."
Hearing this, Asakura Ken's expression eased slightly. Just as he was about to say something, Uncle Kyosuke continued.
"But I can't make this decision for them. I'm only the owner of this establishment, and I merely have a simple employment relationship with them. If you want to offer them work beyond their daily duties, please speak to them personally. If they're willing, then of course I won't stop them."
Outside the private room, Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki exchanged glances, surprise appearing in their eyes.
It seemed this owner really was a decent person...
Asakura Ken frowned slightly.
Sensing Asakura Ken's displeasure, Kogane's back was soaked in sweat. Meanwhile, Uncle Kyosuke sat as steady as a rock beside him, staring firmly into Asakura Ken's eyes.
After a long while, Asakura Ken spoke faintly.
"You're quite a conscientious manager. I've always respected people with backbone."
He rose from the sofa. "So, where exactly are those two most popular hosts in Osaka?"
Just as Uncle Kyosuke was about to say something, there was a soft sound as the private room door was pushed open.
The dozen or so Black Killer Group members standing guard at the door all turned toward it, wariness appearing in their eyes. Several of them had already reached into their pockets and gripped the guns hidden on their bodies.
Outside the room stood two handsome young men, calm and composed.
Lin Qiye's gaze fell on Asakura Ken as he slowly spoke.
"We'll go."
"Brother Qiye, are you really going to serve... no, accompany that Grand Leader of the Black Killer Group?"
After the gangsters left, Yurina asked worriedly, "He's a man,