Scepter 4 Interruption

“I would like prince-” you were cut off by a loud bang of the door being swung open.

“Don’t say another word (your name)-chan,” Seri said. She strutted in the bar and stopped right beside you; she crossed her arms as she glared at Izumo.

“Ah, princess Seri,” Izumo chuckled nervously, “You should wait for your turn because it’s princess (your name)’s turn.” She stomped to Izumo and faced the man.

“First of all, I am no princess, I am a queen,” Izumo scratched his head, by now the Homra guys and the female customers stared at you, Izumo and Seri.

“Okay, queen Seri,” Izumo cleared his throat, “What brings you here?” He asked, you noticed how he clenched his fist and then unclenched it.

“He must be nervous,” you thought and mentally pitied him.

“Be assured Izumo, I’m not stopping your bar’s activities,” she said loudly for the others to hear, they all cheered and Izumo smiled. “However,” everyone stopped cheering and an eerie silence replaced it. “I will be taking (your name)-chan to come to the Scepter 4’s Host Club that is taking place in our headquarters,” she announced. She grabbed your hand dragging you out of the bar.

“Really? I bet they got jealous that Homra was attracting so much attention and money,” you thought and let yourself be dragged by the older woman.

“Seri!” Izumo yelled as she opened the door, “That’s unfair!” She snorted and left with you.

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“Unbelievable,” you said in awe as you stared at the headquarters. Seri smiled next you with her hand on her hip, “I know.” She said smugly.

When you entered into the headquarters, you were blinded by the bright lights and let out gasp when you saw all the men dressed in yukatas. They poured tea into traditional Japanese cups, sat down in traditional Japanese style and even ate traditional Japanese snacks. Even the office that was once filled with high-tech computers was replaced by different booths that were divided with sliding doors. You saw one booth that was open, inside the booth there was two cushions and had a Kotatsu.

Seri handed a folded (your favourite colour) yukata. You gave her a raised eye brow, “Why did you give me this Seri-san?” You asked.

“You have to dress the part,” she smirked and pushed you into the corridors. “Turn to your left and you’ll find the women’s washroom. Go and get change and then come back so then you pick your prince.” She gave you a push then walked away yelling at the petrified Scepter 4 members.

You walked in the corridors and found the women’s washroom Seri was talking about on your left. You entered the washroom; you gawked at the cleanliness of the washroom. You looked at the shiny blue tiles and gasped, you can see your own reflection because of how much it was cleaned.

“Amazing,” you murmured as you began stripping out of your street clothes and slipped on the yukata. You walked over to the full length mirror and gasped; man you looked in the (your favourite colour) yukata. You gathered your belongings but not before checking yourself out for the last time then left the washroom.

You were thinking how nice the material felt when you walked, the yukata wasn’t stiff or itching you. You didn’t realize that you were lost in thought about the yukata, by accident you walked into Seri. Seri looked at you and smiled.

“You look nice, princess (your name),” She said. You blushed at her kind words, especially if it came from her who’s always looked so strong and beautiful.  

“Unlike the run-down bar,” Seri interjected your thoughts, “We, Scepter 4, kept true to our roots and not be westernized like that bar.” She led you to the front desk, on the wall there were pictures of the Scepter 4’s members. She grabbed a pad from the counter and swept her finger trying to find the list.

“Here,” she handed you the pad that had all the members’ faces. “Go on, pick one,” she egged you on.

You touched the photo of the member and you smiled at her, “I would like prince-”
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