"You kicked him in the dick?!" Asuka laughed, pointing at the ravenette with a mocking posture, "Oh, that's priceless!"

Sora looked to the side with an irritated look as the orange-haired girl laughed hysterically at the information. It seemed to greatly amuse her that he had been kicked in such a place, but he wasn't having it. The ravenette kicked back on his bed and gave a growl as the girl with white hair laid with him, drawing circles on his chest. It wasn't as if he was trying to oppose her affection, letting her do as she pleased although he would occasionally glare at her if she wasn't paying enough attention to him.

"Fuck this," Sora scoffed, "I ain't puttin' up with this shit. Show her around, will ya, bitch? I don't got time for it. Treat her like any of the other sluts."

With that, he left, uncaring of what was to happen to (Y/n), the white-haired girl following closely behind, clinging to him and complimenting him. The (h/c) haired girl was then left with Asuka who had sparkles in her eyes as she looked at her with joy. Then she gave a friendly smile and held out her hand, shaking it joyfully before motioning to the room, spinning in a circle.

"This is Sora's room," she said, "He's kind of a bigshot around here, but if you ask me, he's just a dick. Anyway, you probably won't be back here. He only takes girls here to fuck them so almost no one comes in here. If you'll follow me, I'll give you a tour or the place. I look forward to getting to know such a refreshing person. I mean, most everyone you'll see around here is either drunk, fighting, fucking, or a combination of all three."

(Y/n) gave a disgusted look, making Asuka chuckle and blush lightly. The orange-haired girl then led the younger female out of the room and down a hall, earning some sneers from men smoking. With one glare from Asuka, they looked away, but pretended like they weren't intimidated. The hallway seemed just as pristine as the main bedroom they'd just come out of, but the scarred and dirty looking men almost contradicted the noble-like estate.

As they moved further down the hall, there were more doors and far more people, the orange-haired girl explaining what was beyond the doors. Asuka walked around without an issue, obviously having a high reputation around the place, perhaps one of the reasons she was able to yell at Sora. There were some areas she told (Y/n) she wouldn't be able to go into, such as bedrooms or restricted areas. It puzzled the (h/c) haired girl why she was being shown around the place at all since she was technically a prisoner.

"And this is the bar," Asuka said, opening the doors to see a stunning room, perhaps the most luxurious one of all.

It had a golden and black color scheme, golden curtains of beads forming half circles around black sofas and tables, most of them seemed reserved. The room was much larger than any of the rooms, having room for not only a more quiet area, but also a large bar stocked with high-quality liquors, attended by some suspicious individuals with white tigers visible on their arms. There was also a stage along the other side of the room, but no one was there, probably reserved for another time.

There were a decent number of people in the room, music blaring and people talking loudly, the room lively, but smelling of whiskey and vodka. Not too many appeared drunk, but it was the morning, so (Y/n) assumed many of them were out doing their jobs rather than partying there. Asuka seemed to find boredom in the room, whistling as she waited for her little protege to be done with the room, but she hardly looked impatient. Instead, she seemed to take enjoyment out of (Y/n)'s curiosity.

"Would you like to see the room you'll be staying in?" Asuka asked, giving a small chuckle as she threw her hands up, giving jazz hands when she started to dance to the music from the bar.

(Y/n) gave a quaint nod, curious to see if she'd be sleeping in a prison cell, only for the orange-haired girl to reveal an ordinary room on the far side of the estate. Asuka had informed her that the rooms on the right side of the estate were typically rooms for guests or the girls of the house while the guys typically slept on the right side of the manor. The room itself had only a small table with a chair and a bed, but no bathroom.

"Ah, well, the girls usually bathe together," Asuka said, "There's a large bath just down the hall where they usually go and gossip while cleaning themselves. Then the bathrooms are right next to it. Oh, but you can use my room's bathroom if you want. I wouldn't mind."

"You're very..." (Y/n) paused, putting her hands behind her back, "nice. I didn't expect that from my captors."

"Trust me, I play favorites, that's all. And right now, you're my absolute favorite. You're so cute! But most people here aren't very nice, especially the guys, although the girls can be pretty cruel, too. Especially Seraphina. She's Sora's favorite right now and she's a real bitch about it."

(Y/n) made a confusing face about Asuka's mention of "favorite", but the orange-haired girl only blushed and looked away with a cough. She seemed reluctant to tell, but as the (h/c) haired girl gazed longer at her, she began to blush brighter and gave a shy expression. Then she began to text on her phone, sitting down on the bed with a determined look. It appeared as though she was waiting for something to happen.

The door then opened, revealing a boy around the same age as Asuka. He had short curly hair with one strand just a bit longer than the rest of his hair. It had a black band wrapped around it and he had a piercing on his right ear, but not the left. His eyes were a dark blue, almost black in color, but still possessed the look of a deep sapphire. He had glasses on the top of his head, looking at Asuka with a questioning, but not angered look.

"Is this her?" he said, his voice timid and soft, "And you want me to...are you sure? I'm not good with this stuff."

"Isn't that your job?" the orange-haired girl said quietly, "I mean, I can't! She looks like Miyuki. Miyuki!"

The grey-haired boy let out a soft giggle before turning the chair around to face (Y/n) and sitting down on it with a calm expression. He then pulled out a black pen, along with a small notepad, flipping it open to reveal beautiful calligraphy. He handed the book to the (h/c) haired girl and allowed her to observe the names written on it, some of them she remembered from Sora's room with all of the buttons.

"Those are," the boy paused, his face becoming red as he rubbed the back of his head, "Well, I'll be frank. Forgive me. The names of those girls are what one would call sex workers, I guess. Um, they," another pause, his face becoming a deeper red, "they give pleasure to men in exchange for compensation."

(Y/n)'s face went just as red as the boy's, understanding the situation a lot more than she did before. It made sense why that other girl with the white hair was so attached to Sora. She was probably paid for that. The (h/c) haired girl couldn't imagine Yamato ever participating in something such as that. The differences between the two yakuza heirs seemed to become far more evident in terms of personality and hobbies.

"Anyone, there's quite a few of those kinds of girls here, guys, too, but the girls, in particular, are given far more benefits here," the grey-haired male continued to explain, "There's a ranking system, you see, where those in the top ten spots are given more luxurious rooms and a larger allowance. In other words, the more favored girls are spoiled by the master, and they are more likely to be called to his room."

"I-I see," (Y/n) blushed, "A-And that girl before?"

"Right now, her ranking is 3rd place," Asuka said, taking a picture of (Y/n).

"The girls are ranked through a few different categories," the grey-haired boy continued, "The categories being looks, skill, and accomplishments. There are a few differences between the girls in the jobs they are given, but most of their accomplishments include the number of people or the satisfaction they provide when pleasuring men. Usually, there's a vote pretty much everyone participates in every two weeks and the girl with the highest score is granted a luxury room and an allowance of a million dollars a week. It's my job to count the tallies and work out the places. I also serve as Master Sora's assistant."

"You mean he makes you do all the work," Asuka scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Well, maybe," the boy said, shrugging, "but it's not as if I'd prefer the other option. We can't all turn out like Yusei."

(Y/n)'s ears perked up at the mention of Yamato's best friend, finding it odd that he was talked about. However, when she opened her mouth to speak, Asuka advised against it. She said the story wasn't a pretty one and that she wasn't ready for it yet. It still seemed like the (h/c) haired girl wouldn't be able to get any answers in this new estate, either. This greatly infuriated her, but she continued to listen to the grey-haired boy speak.

"Anyway, you're here because the master wanted a bit of revenge on Kage," he said with a sad smile, "Oh, but if you ever need help or feel unsafe, you can come to me. My name's Enmei, by the way. It's nice to meet you."

"The feeling's mutual," (Y/n) said, smiling at the boy's compassionate personality, "So what do you think is going to happen to me?"

"Nothing too bad, I hope," Enmei said, looking through his notepad over her shoulder, "I just think you're going to be kept here for a while until the master invites Kage over to settle the score. You definitely won't be harmed. That's why you'll have security in front of your room."

"And to keep me from running away," the girl groaned, her new jail seeming more like the previous one.

"You have my apologies, miss," the boy said, his conscience seeming guilty.

"(Y/n) is fine," the girl said, "Would you mind if I called you Enmei? Or should I call you by your last name?"

The boy froze at the mention of a last name and gave an embarrassed expression before looking at Asuka, as if asking for help. She was on her phone, likely playing Grand Prix Girl due to her increased enthusiasm and rosy cheeks. Enmei gave a small sigh, shaking his head as the girl continued to play her game, knowing he wouldn't be able to draw her attention away for so much as a second.

"I don't have a last name, so if you could call me Enmei, please do so," the boy responded cheerfully, "Besides explaining things about the girls here, did you have any questions?"

"A lot!" the girl said, staring at the boy intently as his phone rang.

He gave a sympathetic look to the (h/c) haired girl, giving a silent apology as he answered the call and pressed it to his ear, only to pull it away, flinching from the loud noise. The boy then gave a large sigh and said something into the phone, hanging up and placing it back in his pants pocket. Then he picked up his notebook and put it in a bag, giving Asuka a little flick on the forehead in a playful manner.

"I'll answer your questions some other time, I promise," Enmei said, "But as for now, just rely on Asuka for help. I'll be back later."

The boy gave a weak wave, leaving the room with a sprint as he ran off to do whatever it was he had been called to do. Asuka gave a little cry when she lost her game and then put her phone down, giving (Y/n) a quaint smile. She still held a friendly aura, making the (h/c) haired girl feel safe around her in the unnerving atmosphere of the estate. She checked outside the room, seeing four gruff guards sneering at her, but not making a move towards her, probably because they knew Asuka was there.

The day had passed with both (Y/n) and Asuka chatting about the game she seemed enamored with - Grand Prix Girl. The orange-haired girl stood up and gave a small chuckle, placing her phone in her pants pocket. She then stretched and took (Y/n)'s hand, escorting her out of the room and into the dining hall. It was packed with people and the smell of alcohol lingered through the large room. Asuka led (Y/n) to a large line, placing a plate of rice and curry in her hands and grabbing one for herself. She then took the younger girl to sit down on a long table with other men and women with tough looks.

"Oh?" one of the men said, "I'll be damned. Never took you for someone that'd be interested in another one of Sora's bitches."

"No, you got it wrong," Asuka scoffed, "She's a little lamb I'm caring for. Plus, she just looks so cute! She's my very own Miyuki Ikeda!"

"Uhuh, right," a woman beside her said, "What's the boss got to say about it?"

"Nothing much, same old, same old. He's just taking her temporarily so that he can get some revenge on Kage."

"Woah, no way!" an enthusiastic member shouted, "Kage?!"

"Keep your voice down," the other woman beside him said, pushing his head down, making him give a weak grunt of pain, "If you say that, the boss is gonna get in a bad mood! Why don't you go vote or something? The poll is ending today."

At the mention of this, the younger member smiled widely, his cheeks flushing and began to scarf down his curry. It wasn't long before he finished, slamming down the bowl and vaulting over his seat to rush to the other side of the room. As the (Y/n) watched him, she moved to the right, trying to catch a better glimpse of the boy. She saw him scribbling something down next to some other members, chatting curiously with them, although she couldn't hear what they talked about.

The (h/c) haired girl began to get more curious about her surroundings, looking all over in attempts to find more interesting things. While doing this, she noticed that while Yamato and his family typically ate with their members at the front of the room, Sora and his parents were nowhere to be seen. The girl figured they must have been eating in a separate room, one probably quieter than the one she was in.

Dinner progressed as such. The (h/c) haired girl would look around the room, taking in some people she found interesting and some actions that amused her, finding subtle and major differences between Sora's estate and Yamato's. At this point, her curry was left untouched, but she wasn't particularly hungry anyway. Asuka gave a small hum at this and poked the girl on the cheek, only for (Y/n) to tell her she could eat it. This, for some reason, delighted the orange-haired girl and she scarfed down the food happily, letting out a satisfied sigh when she finished.

"Oh, that was delish!" Asuka cheered, "I'm stuffed!"

"Glad you liked it," (Y/n) chuckled, "I hope I didn't take up too much of your time today. You must have something you'd rather be doing."

"Maybe," the orange-haired girl shrugged, "but it wasn't half-bad, you know. I have an important job tomorrow, so you'll be by yourself, but if you need something just ask for Enmei. He's pretty nice. Anyway~"

Asuka took (Y/n)'s hand and dragged her away from the dining room and into a locker-like room with teal tiling. The orange-haired girl then grabbed two towels and motioned for the younger girl to follow her to a locker. The girl then began to take off her clothes, putting a towel around her torso as (Y/n) mimicked her, placing the towel securely around her and holding it there for good measure.

Then Asuka gave a friendly smile and opened the doors in the locker room to a beautiful and very large bath, some girls already in it. The bath had the smell of lavender and vanilla, making it feel very relaxing even if (Y/n) wasn't in the water yet. She and Asuka took a shower by the side of the large bath, slipping in themselves. When they finished getting in the water, they let out satisfied hums at the warm temperature of the water.

The atmosphere was calming, the low murmuring of other girls contrasting the sound of the small waterfall on the other side of the bath. Asuka seemed to enjoy paddling around in the water, resembling that of a dog paddling. Even her face seemed rather dog-like, having an air of pure enjoyment as she swam, earning a few chuckles from some of the other girls, although some glared at her for acting in such a manner.

"Little lamb!" she called, referring to (Y/n), "Do you like the bath? I know I do!"

The (h/c) haired girl decided on joining the orange-haired girl in swimming around in the large area of water, splashing and even play-wrestling with her. Asuka seemed to enjoy the company, and happily continued goofing around with the younger female. The two were bonding profusely, and before they knew it, the room went silent, leaving the only noise being the splashes the two were making. (Y/n) looked over, trying to see what everyone went quiet about, only to see the most beautiful girls she had ever seen.