ׅ ২ Rin Itoshi ⁴⁴

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Working as a waiter at footballers' dances was incredibly boring, but the pay was good. Whenever there was a dance where the footballers brought their partners, it never ended well. But why? Well, most of the footballers' wives were rude to you, complaining about everything, but you couldn't say anything; you had to keep quiet. Not out of weakness or fear, but because you didn't want to lose your job.

Your boss had already given you a warning for getting into a fight with the wife of an Italian soccer player. And if you got into another fight, you were going to lose your job.

Today it was your turn to be a bartender. You didn't want to make drinks, but you did it anyway. Since the tips were good, the night went by and you served customers, which went well. Two hours passed and everything was calm until a guy sat down at the bar; he only ordered sake.

Which you did as usual. You gave him what he asked for, nothing more; then you started cleaning the dirty glasses; just then, that dark-haired guy. He looked bored, like he didn't want to be in that environment; two minutes passed before an angry man arrived to complain about his drink. He was complaining that you hadn't given him what he wanted, but in reality, you had given him what he wanted.

You didn't say anything, you just stayed silent. Only your thoughts told you: "Don't speak, if you speak they'll take your job away," "Let him talk, endure it. "

At that moment, a voice interrupted, pulling you out of your thoughts.

"You should shut up and stop complaining about your damn drink. Get out of here before I punch you in the mouth." He spoke in a serious, cold voice; it was very intimidating, so the man felt a chill and left as if nothing had happened. "You shouldn't stay silent when someone talks to you like that."