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Bang!
Tables were destroyed and pieces of bottles filled the floor. There were a lot of people who had their faces darkened, but they couldn't do anything to stop the two people in the middle of the room. The two brats were fighting vigorously, destroying everything that they could touch.
"Heh, now, do you dare to say that again?" Patrick wiped the blood on the corner of his lips with a smirk. He would make sure that those people paid greatly for what they said.
The man coughed and spat out blood. He looked at Patrick with resentment. "Do you think just because you're from Ryukalin Clan, you'll be invincible? You're nothing but a bratty *****!"
Bang!
Patrick punched forward once more. He snorted as he watched the man writhing in pain. His voice filled the room as he held his stomach.
"Young Master, isn't it enough?" the man asked with worry.
"Heh, it's nothing much to him."
Klek!
At this time, the door to the bar opened and a young woman walked in. She brought a guitar on her back as she looked at the mess in the bar with arched eyebrows. She had a tall figure and wore tight clothes and long pants. Her long black hair fluttered on her back.
"Did I come at the wrong time, Boss?" the woman asked nonchalantly.
The boss, who was hiding behind the counter, raised his head. His face was stained in tears as he was afraid of the two who were fighting there. "Yuki…. Just leave. There's no need for performance today."
"Oh."
The young woman named Yuki nodded. Her youthful face showed that she should be just a high school girl, yet the way she conducted herself was so calm. It was as if the violence in front of her was nothing to be surprised about.
"Wait a minute," Patrick suddenly called out the young woman.
"Yes?" Yuki arched her eyebrows with disinterest.
"Play a song. I'll pay you."
"Can you pay?"
Patrick turned his head to his men. "Do you bring money?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" They quickly nodded their heads. They knew that Patrick would never bring money on his own, so they were the ones who had to bring money. Their master had warned them that Patrick loved to create trouble whenever he went out, so they had to make sure that they brought money to compensate some of the poor store owners.
For example, the bar owner this time.
"I have some money. Just play a simple song."
"Sure," Yuki replied nonchalantly and walked to the stage. The area was still fairly clear. She took out her guitar out of the case and sat down. "What kind of song do you want? Love song?"
Patrick arched his eyebrows. "Do I look like someone who's romantic?"
"Who knows? You can't judge someone simply based on the appearance," Yuki replied with a shrug.
The bar owner continued to hide again behind the counter. He was not brave enough to face the man when he didn't even have the capabilities to fight at all. There was no need to say that he was very afraid.
Patrick hesitated for a moment. "Then, a love song?"
"Okay~."
At this time, Yuki smiled. She always liked love songs and had been writing several of them during her free time in school. Well, many of them often started off sad, though. Her slender fingers began to strum the strings on the guitar. Melodious tone rang out.
"Sitting on the corner
Rain knocking on the window
I'm waiting and waiting
But I know that he would never return back. He has someone else in his life.
I stepped out of my house.
Water dripped on my shoulder as I stared at the dark sky before me.
How many times have I prayed that what I saw yesterday was nothing but a lie? But it's impossible because I know, he has someone else.
(splash!)
I turned my head and saw a stranger walking towards me.
He has bruises and wounds on his face. Several people are chasing after him.
I stretch out my hand and take the initiative to invite him in…"
The song continued as Yuki kept on singing. Her voice was high, yet it was nice to hear. The people, who were originally hiding from Patrick's outburst, slowly listened intently. The way she told the story was pleasant, making them curious and at the same time, feeling as if they were watching the scene in front of them.
A brokenhearted woman met a stranger.
"That meeting changes everything.
I can't forget him, he comes to meet me again.
I realize he's a gangster
He realizes I'm nothing more than a musical student.
And yet, the difference doesn't let us stop.
It's magical
Beautiful
And amazing
…."
Patrick listened attentively. The men around him had weird expressions on their faces. If they should say, they would never associate Patrick with something like that. After all, they knew that Patrick was nothing but a brute.
Yuki ended the song with a few notes with her guitar. She looked towards Patrick's direction.
"Are you satisfied?"
"Yes."
"My payment please."
Patrick beckoned for his men to pay as he stood up and stretched his body. Different from other people inside the bar who were afraid of him, Yuki was still as nonchalant as ever. It was as if his identity as Ryukalin Clan Young Master and his large body didn't mean anything to her.
Yuki took the money and smiled brightly. "Thank you for your patronage!"
"Do you sing here often?"
"Hmm? Yeah, the boss gave me a job here," Yuki replied almost immediately. For young high school students, it was hard to find a job, so she was already satisfied to get a job in this dirty bar. All she needed to do was to play her guitar and make sure that she was giving a satisfying performance.
Patrick nodded. "Alright. I'll come here again then."
"Oh?"
Bam!
The owner, who managed to bring himself to stand, slipped and fell on the floor. Patrick's words just made him want to cry. 'Young Master, why do you have to pick my bar specifically? I won't be able to do business if someone like you comes here again.'
However, Yuki merely nodded. "Sure. I'll play you another song next time as long as you can pay."
"Do you know any other songs?"
"I have a lot."
"Then I'll come again."
"Ok."
Patrick was still in a good mood as he walked out of the bar. The men behind him didn't understand why their Young Master suddenly had interest in the song that the woman sang. it was totally unlike his style.
"Young Master, where…"
"Let's go back."
"Ah?"
"Yes, Young Master."
As he walked, Patrick rubbed his chin. This was clearly his first time meeting with Yuki, but her reaction was something that he found interesting. There were not many people who could act that calm when they had to face violent people in front of them.
And yet, that woman only cared for the money she could get.
It would be better for him to start asking for information on that woman after he got back home.