▬▬▬ 𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥

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Ran stepped out of Sanzu's car and annoyingly shut the door, following Sanzu into the cafe

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Ran stepped out of Sanzu's car and annoyingly shut the door, following Sanzu into the cafe. "Do you need to drag us along with you, Sanzu? I'm sure you can purchase Mikey's dorayaki on your own," Ran complained.

"Shut up, Haitani! I'm Bonten's number two, so you should follow my order!" Sanzu yelled. Mikey, as usual, ordered Sanzu to get his favorite dorayaki, and Sanzu, being a pest, drags the brother along with him, pissing Ran.

"I think big bro is still mad at you for stealing pretty Kiyomi's panty," Rindou commented.

"Come on, Ran, still holding a grudge against me? I mean, that's only a piece of cloth." Sanzu and Ran had an argument when Kakucho left the kitchen, and Ran didn't know why he felt annoyed and embarrassed when Sanzu showed Kiyomi's panties.

He wonders if he did something to her. Ran wants to call her that night, but he has a workload. Mikey worked his ass all night, forgetting to check up on Kiyomi.

Even the great Ran Haitani doesn't want to be on Sanzu Haruchiyo's bad side because he is the worse, a menace. Ran wants to punch Sanzu, but since he is superior, he needs to respect Sanzu. "Whatever, man! Just buy already. He won't like it when your late," Ran reminded Sanzu.

"WE, Ran, We!" Sanzu emphasized.

One of these days where Mikey craves his favorite food, and Sanzu being Sanzu, gets what his boss is like a loyal dog. Ran and Rindou sat in as Sanzu lined up to buy Mikey's dorayaki. "10 pieces of Dorayaki," he ordered, taking his wallet from his pocket.

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