Where I come from, girls would swoon all over you, and then pine from afar when they realized that the Lord of the Night couldn't belong to any one woman.
Ah—but ain't that just the life of a host? People don't come to cabaret clubs expectin' to leave with the love of their life. They come for good drinks, good company, an' a good time. They fall in love with the idea, not the person.
[ this sounds real deep to me rn but im sure once i reread this in normal people hours its gonna sound dumb as shit ]
Look at me, gettin' all weirdly sentimental when we're supposed to be enjoyin' a couple of drinks. [ he laughs, then raises his drink again. ] So what's your story, Koibuchi-han? How'd ya become the god of honesty an' integrity an' whatever other words ya can use instead of sincerity?
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[or has he? i don't fucking know, i haven't played yakuza yet]
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[ im gonna be real with you, the only heart that gets broken is his ]
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[the 80s were a different time apparently]
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[ this sounds real deep to me rn but im sure once i reread this in normal people hours its gonna sound dumb as shit ]
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Look at me, gettin' all weirdly sentimental when we're supposed to be enjoyin' a couple of drinks. [ he laughs, then raises his drink again. ] So what's your story, Koibuchi-han? How'd ya become the god of honesty an' integrity an' whatever other words ya can use instead of sincerity?
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To be honest, I don't really get how the whole god thing happened, but... here we are.
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[ he keeps his eye closely trained on kuranosuke's reaction... especially if it's another situation where he can't respond. ]
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[this is a fact that he finds vaguely horrifying, if the look on his face is any indication]
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