The business hours of a male escort club are generally from 11pm to 6am the next day, similar to places like clubs.
However, this [GUNDAM] does not follow the usual path. It opens very early every day, with the beautiful reason of allowing customers to maintain good sleep quality and stay young and beautiful forever.
Therefore, the audience of [GUNDAM] is also very broad. For example, there are landladies who can make money just by staying at home without going to work, and there are also rich second-generations who go to aristocratic schools to experience the feeling of being loved. Since they open early, they will not be asked too many questions by their families about where they went to play when they return home.
Standing in the locker room, Fujiwara Yu has changed into a professional outfit of white shirt and black suit. He frowned and looked at himself in the mirror. Whether in his past life or this life, this was the first time he tried the slicked-back hairstyle, which reflected the masculine hormones unique to mature men.
Thinking of Mochizuki Hangda's last instructions, he resigned himself to picking up the men's perfume on the table. Without even looking at it, he grabbed a bottle and sprayed it on himself twice as if he was drawing a blind box. The scent of red roses came to his face, accompanied by the smell of tobacco, a very dangerous smell.
But after smelling this smell, Fujiwara Yu's first reaction was: the smell of a scumbag.
"Fujiwara, are you still not feeling well?"
"alright."
Fujiwara Yu walked out wearing leather boots with micro-heels. As soon as he reached the door, he saw professional gigolos other than him. Their clothes were indeed much more fancy, which made him look a little serious.
The well-fitting black suit perfectly highlights his broad shoulders and narrow waist. He stands at the farthest position from the door, standing against the light. His long eyelashes are like crow feathers, and his delicate eyebrows are half-hidden and half-covered by shadows. Only when he strides forward can you see the lazy and upturned shape of his eyes.
The ultramarine eyes have a natural sense of nobility, just like the rare lapis lazuli with a very high lapis lazuli content, pure and delicate, bottomless at a glance, giving people a calm and introverted feeling of coolness.
Mochizuki Koudai showed a very satisfied expression at this moment. He felt that three sets of clothes and a bottle of cheap beer in exchange for Fujiwara Yu's part-time job for one night was really a great deal.
As the manager of a male escort club, he has seen many of the club's top performers. Mochizuki Hangda dares to pat his chest and loudly guarantee that his part-time male escort is absolutely an unprecedented handsome guy who can unify the customers' aesthetic standards!
"Tsk, this Creator is really partial. Come, Fujiwara, stand forward."
"……oh."
Fujiwara Yu's mood now can be said to be very complicated. He feels a little headache and fear about what he is about to face. He even hopes that the business of this store will be very bad so that he will not continue to be socially dead.
Unfortunately, there is a huge gap between reality and ideal. The female customers seemed to know that a part-time gigolo would come today, and they flocked in at the opening time.
Following the hint from the store manager Mochizuki, Fujiwara Yu had no choice but to bite the bullet and say the welcome speech. He performed the greetings very gentlemanly, but his tone was rather stiff:
"Welcome, Gundam."
The female customers who entered the store kept their eyes on Fujiwara Yuu who was leading the way. Many of them had come to the store manager Mochizuki Kodai to ask who this unfamiliar gigolo was, and they all intended to call him out by name.
Between a wealthy woman and an inexperienced second-generation rich female student, the former will naturally win.
Fujiwara Yu, who accepted the nomination, had to try his best to ease his facial expression. When he sat next to the woman in her thirties who nominated him, he smelled a scent that was stronger than the perfume on him - so sweet that it was a bit nauseating.
"Fujiwara, can I call you Fujiwara-kun?"
"random."
"Then you can call me Reina-chan!"
"oh."
It's rare to find a cool and aloof gigolo, and this kind of taciturn setting suits her taste very well. She likes to challenge difficult things, and men are the same.
Endo Reina tossed her long curly hair and deliberately exposed her shoulders. Before she could make the next move, she found that the new gigolo named Fujiwara was looking at her shoulders with a bold gaze.
Who would have thought that someone with such a cool, aloof face could actually be a carnivore? This contrast made her even more eager for him to capture her. She said: "Whoever is willing will take the bait."
However, the words that Fujiwara Yuu said completely stunned Endo Rena.
"Ms. Reina, I suggest you go to the hospital for a physical examination and do a blood test to see if there's a problem with your platelets. If you don't mind, could you tell me if you have any other small bruises like this on other parts of your body?"
"ah?"
Endo Reina was stunned for a moment. She was starting to doubt her life. Was she in a gigolo parlor? Had she strayed into some night clinic? But even a small clinic wouldn't have such a good-looking guy.
"The bruises on both sides of your shoulders are usually called purpura. Although it is more common in minors under the age of fourteen, adults can also get purpura. It is usually Henoch-Schönlein purpura."
Fujiwara Yu tried his best to explain it in words that ordinary people could understand, and he also added:
"Henoch-Schonlein purpura is usually caused by lesions in the vascular system, which increases the permeability and fragility of the blood vessel walls. Therefore, it is necessary to go to the hospital for a routine blood test and platelet count to see whether the purpura is caused by allergic or idiopathic thrombocytopenia."
Endo Reina silently pulled out a pack of ultra-thin Bismon menthol cigarettes from her pocket. In this situation, all she wanted to do was take a puff of cigarette and a sip of wine. She didn't forget to greet the stunned Mochizuki store manager:
"Manager, two bottles of Perrier Jouet here."
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