"Fuck…" in a shabby and almost run down apartment building, a young adult laid down on his bed full of stains, and grease, with a laptop turned on with some sort of game running on it. The device's screen showed a bunch of girls with cute smiles and vibrant outfits each fitting their aesthetics, along those girls two buttons were shown one summon, and ten summons with one summon free, This was a gacha game.

 His hair is as messy as a plate of spaghetti, his clothes littered with sweat, and other fluids. His arm over his blemished face, covering the despaired emotion around his visage. All he could say to himself at this moment was all curses, and self pity. "I really messed up big this time."

Natsuki Subaru, a youngling fully immersed into the world of gacha, Is now on his bed. Broke, indebted, bitchless, malnourished, and unemployed. After all that, all he could do was look at the ceiling with a dark expression splattered on his face.

"Hehe …" a small chuckle escaped his mouth, finding his situation comedic for himself. But his thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a knock on his apartment door. "Hm?"

"Mr. Natsukiiii… your loan is due, i'm here to collect" a tired voice was heard on the other side of the door, after Subaru heard that his expression went from Hysterical to afraid. He didn't have anything to pay for the man, all he could do was stay silent, and hope the loan collector goes away. Right now, only one phrase kept repeating in his head. 'please don't come in, please don't come in'

"Huh, guess he's not home right now" the man on the other side of the door looked like a tired man, wearing a tuxedo, a pair of shades that barely cover his eyes, one earring on his left ear, a briefcase that was held on his left hand, and black nails that make it look eccentric "well not a bad thing to check in"

After Cracking his fingers, he decided to check again knocking more intensely to garner his attention

"Mr natsukiii… are you there? It's me azami" after knocking repeatedly he decided to open his door, courtesy of a copied key he has just in case the guy ever ran away. "Sorry for barging in"

"So. you were here after all, you thought you fooled me huh?" After Azami came in he saw Subaru on the corner of the apartment on his knees shaking and in fear "mr. Natsuki I've come to collect your debt"

"Uhm. I… i dont have the money, s…so can you wait for another month? I… I'll pay you by then" Subaru trying his best to persuade the man, shaking in his place hoping for the best outcome. The man took a metal box out of his pocket, looking at Subaru with intimidating eyes. "Mr. Natsuki…"

"Why borrow money if you can't even pay it?" Taking a puff out of the device in his hands, Azami never took his eyes off the guy. Letting the smoke out of his mouth the man continued. "If you don't have the money, you're gonna have to earn it"

"W…what do you mean…?" Fanning off the smoke from his shaking figure, Subaru asked what the man meant. The man in question responded by throwing the briefcase in his hand to subaru. "W.. what is this?"

"Mr. Natsuki Subaru, you know people's bodies are valuable right? Some are willing to buy it for enough cash" opening the briefcase Subaru saw two trays, one is a contract with a syringe, while the other was a gun. Azami then continued with the offers "You have two options mr. Natsuki, the first option is to work for our company, and earn your money there, or you can choose to donate your life. It's your choice"

"What's stopping me from… shooting you with this gun…?" Although scared Subaru tried to threaten Azami by looking at him and the gun. To which Azami responded by pointing a revolver to Subaru's head. "I wouldn't do that if I were you mr. Natsuki, it'd be better for both of us if you chose the first option"

"F… fine… d..do you have a pen…?" Subaru surrendered after being held at gunpoint, now fearing more for his life he decided to pick the first option. But alas he didn't have a pen "No. get your own pen, there's also a sign pen in the briefcase"

"Ah… thanks…" the shaking Subaru grabbed the pen, and started signing the contract. Making him a worker for that man's company. Azami quickly grabbed the contract and put it in the briefcase, then he grabbed the syringe and looked at Subaru with his tired eyes, intimidating the shaking guy. "I'd recommend not moving by a bit mr. Natsuki or this'll be more troubling for us"

*

"Pleasure doing business with you mr. Natsuki, consider the interest rates of your loan to be shortened to 2 percent with this transaction" Subaru with a bandaid on his right hand looked shocked when he heard that information. Considering Azami's first interest rate was around 8 percent which steadily grew to 20 percent. Subaru would take any benefits he can get. "T…thanks, by the w…way, what job did I sign up for…?"

"Hmmm… well you are technically an employee at this point so, why not" after tapping his phone for a bit, he grabbed a piece of paper, and scribbled on it. Then he gave him the address in the piece of paper that he scribbled on, before closing up the briefcase and heading out of the shabby run down apartment. Looking back, the man sighed and informed Natsuki. "Mr. Natsuki I'd recommend you sleep early tonight, because tomorrow is gonna be very busy… unfortunately…"

"Huh… thats…" looking at the address he found out the venue was pretty close, but right now he was too tired to think about it. Like why think of why they needed his blood sample for employment, or anything of those thoughts.

 "I guess I'll look into it tomorrow… not like i have a choice in the matter anyways…" and with that he sank back down into his stained bed and rested for the rest of the night.

*

"So this is where it should be…" as Subaru was walking around on his destination in his tracksuit, he kept venturing to see where the venue of the business was. He kept looking around the address until someone tapped his shoulder. "Oi. Bone coach, why are you snooping around when I'm right here?"

"Uhh…" not knowing who this lass is, Subaru was confused, and was about to ask her who she is. Until his phone rang, making him pick it up to see who was calling. After identifying the caller, he immediately answered with a bead of sweat trickling on his forehead. "Hello? Azami-kun!? Why'd you bring me here!?"

"...jesus… it's this early in the morning and you're already yapping…" while Azami answered him, Subaru was looking at every nook and cranny to find where the former was. After a few more seconds, he found Azami's figure sitting on a bench looking at them in his usual tired mood holding a phone on the side of his face. "That's your first client… treat her with respect."

"Uhm, excuse me madam but can you wait here for a second? I need some time to prepare, please." After bowing to her in an apologetic manner the girl scoffed before letting him prepare. As soon as he got the go signal, Subaru b-lined towards Azami sitting on his bench. Not long after the two of them were sitting next to each other, the former was confused and kept asking him about the situation, while the other was looking done with life in general. "Ok mr. Natsuki, this is gonna be your first gig for our company…"

"You see, our company specializes in comforting women with our employees." Adjusting his glasses while scrolling through his phone, he passed it to Subaru showing the contents in it. Upon seeing the contents his brows showed creases as confusion was written on his face,looking back towards the man in the tuxedo his face was already questioning him. "What's this!? I didn't allow you to turn me into some girl's fuck-"

"Mr. Natsuki, it was already written in the contract that you have consented to us doing this, and this isn't what I mean by comforting women." Shutting up the boy in the track suit, the man continued about what their business is. "You see, Mr. Natsuki, Our main business is renting temporary boyfriends for girls. either for relieving their loneliness, or for other purposes."

"I…" knowing his own blunder, Subaru just slumped down in defeat. He should've really read the contract instead of just blindly reading it, now he's almost like those girls who sell themselves for some quick cash. He could only sigh at his predicament. "I really, really fucked myself over…"

"Mr. Subaru, Time is ticking and your renter is waiting. Just so we're clear the second option is still available." Threatened by the man, Subaru concluded to himself that this was a better situation than death at this point. 'could've been a worse situation to be honest…'

Shaking the negative thoughts from his mind. He decided to either do his best and continue to live, or be mediocre and possibly die in the afterman. Any rational man wouldn't pick death over being alive, only when in severe situations one will actually choose to die, and let their pain go away rather than continue to suffer.

"Mr. Natsuki. do not worry we pay our employees handsomely, Only when there's a problem will we use some impractical methods." His eyes that are staring at the boy, tried to reassure him with his words.l, But that only partly worked. "Now do your first job properly, you will only regret a few of it"

"That…Nevermind" upon being partly convinced the boy agreed, but he didn't put his guard down just in case. After a few more seconds he decided to go back "Wish me luck i guess"

With his figure off into the horizon, the tired man's phone reverberated in his pocket. Upon seeing who the caller was he answered it.

"Yeah boss? Hmm? Uh-huh? Don't worry I'll handle him if he ever needs advice." The man ended the call at that moment, he hunched back down. All he could do now was watch and relax as the people passed by him.

TO BE CONTINUED!

IT IS I! The swolemit! I have come to 'permanently borrow' my friends account, and now it would seem he has not been active in here so i shall be in charge of this!

With this i shall bid you all adieu! Ciao! Bon journo! Bon bye! Bon voyage! Goodbye! What more to call goodbyes...