I Help You. (Sakusa Kiyoomi)

28. Mange

November 21st, Friday, Day 5/30

"SO many bags!" We all groaned.

"Why'd you buy so much?" Sakusa, with gloves on of course, grabbed some of the bags from us.

"I had 34000 yen to spend, what else was I gonna do? At least we can go home now."

"No, we can't. " Sakusa said. "We have to go to one more place."

"Seriously? But I'm tired."

He ignored my complaining.

"Hey, you two can go alone, " Saeko said, " Lundi and I will watch the bags over here until you come back."

They took a seat on a fountainside and leaned back comfortably. Wow, that must feel nice to finally get off your feet. I frowned at them as they waved us goodbye.

"Can you carry me?" I asked tired,

"Do you want me to?"

"yes, please!"

"No."

"Ugh. Where are we even going?"

"Here."  he entered a store with the name "Mange". I didn't recognize the name but paid no mind to it as I went inside. Lots of stores have foreign names in the mall so I assumed it was just another shopping spree.

It was eerily dark inside, however, the only source of light being this glowing red coming from ambiguous origins around the room. It was actually quite hard to see what was around me and where I was, but Sakusa seemed to perfectly know his way. The light bounced off of Sakusa's pale skin and gave him a red haze.

It was so unclear because of the dark, I had to put a hand in front of me as to not bump into anything. I stopped moving when I touched something hard, metal, and cold.

I grabbed it from the shelf and pulled it close to my face, using the red light to reveal a set of handcuffs. Realizing what they were, I dropped them in surprise. Sakusa turned around swiftly at the loud clinking noise.

"Why are you touching things?"

I ignored his question to replace it with a more important one. "Sakusa, where have you brought me?

"Did you not read the sign. We're in Mange."

"And? I don't know what Mange means."

"It's french and it means eat." He quickly snickered, realizing my confusion.

"What's so funny? the hell are we?"

"Y/n, Mange is a sex shop."

I gasped. 

Very loudly. 

I had just kind of blindly followed him in here, trusting that nothing weird would happen but uh....

He tried to get closer but I put my hands up, my embarrassing smile coming about. "L-look! I know everyone thinks we're BDSM partners or whatever because we lied, but we don't actually have to do that stuff! That's why it's called a LIE."

"Heh, " He chuckled, "you think I brought you here so we could practice BDSM?"

"Well, " I waved my hands around the room sarcastically, " I know that sounds super far-fetched, especially since we're in a sex shop, so it was just a wild guess."

He smirked. An image I had not yet known I needed in my life till today.

He tilted his head to the side and looked down at me pruriently. "Want me to buy you something?"