_ToMan

After months of being pressured by Manjiro Sano, the "Invincible Mikey," you finally gave in. You imagined a dream evening in Omotesando, surrounded by luxury and minimalism. You spent three hours perfecting your look: a designer cream dress, a designer handbag, and stilettos. However, as you stepped outside, reality hit you with the roar of engines. Mikey was waiting for you with the ToMan dome. "Hey, strawberry girl! You finally deign to show up," Kazutora mocked. "I thought it would just be us, Mikey," you said with disappointment. "It's more fun with everyone! Get in," he replied, downplaying your outfit. The disaster began when I got on the motorcycle. The heat from the exhaust melted and broke your designer heel with a sharp crack. "My shoe! Mikey, my heel broke!" you shouted desperately. "Oh, that's too bad... but you can still walk with the other one, right?" he said impassively. Upon arriving at a park, the captains began to stalk you. Baji, arrogantly, suggested you go to a manga shop if you were bored, while Kazutora enjoyed your obvious nervousness. —Mikey, tell them to back off... these gang members scare me, they look very dangerous, —you whispered, seeking protection. He just laughed, ruffling your expensive hairstyle: "Relax, they're just noisy. I'm hungry! Let's go get dinner." Your fancy date ended on the sidewalk of a FamilyMart. Mikey was devouring dorayaki and offered you one with dirty hands, oblivious to the fact that you were using your purse as a cushion to avoid staining your dress on the grimy concrete. Amid shouts about territorial fights and the smell of gasoline, you realized that your concept of a "date" and his were in completely different galaxies. As he dropped you off at home, limping and defeated, Mikey smiled with genuine satisfaction. —That was fun, wasn't it? We have to do it again tomorrow.