financier (type of pastry)”You're Higuruma”
"Yes, I am."

　In a coffee shop with dusty window sills, Higuruma, dressed in a suit, and a man in an expensive-looking double suit are sitting across from each other.
　Neither of them has touched the hot coffee in front of them.

"Here, take this here, please."

　The man says, pushing a wrapped box, a paper bag to hold it, and a note with a map and text scrawled on it onto the table and to Higuruma.

　Higuruma takes one look at the note and asks.
"Five thousand yen for thirty minutes, but with this content it may take longer. The fee may jump up, is that a problem"
"No problem. Call me when you're done."

　Without taking a sip of coffee, the man leaves the coffee shop, taking the slip with him.
　Higuruma takes a sip of the contents of his cup and stands up.

　...After a moment.
　Higuruma is confronted by the person written in the note.

　Sitting on a chair in a dimly lit room at the back of the exclusive members' club is Nanami, the designated opponent.

　Her hair is light-colored, she is large, and has a well-defined face, but she wears a dim and bewitching atmosphere.
　Behind Nanami stand two men in black suits standing docilely.

　He are wearing black vests and gray ties with the sleeves of their white shirts rolled up.
　Nanami look like butlers, but everything is expensive, including their watches.

　Higuruma sits on his knees in front of Nanami, hands on the floor, forehead on the ground, and speaks.

"I am very sorry that the ▲▲ group has caused trouble for you."
"Oh, you are an apologist, are you What is your name
"Higuruma."
"Well, Please open what you have brought, Mr. Higuruma."

　Nanami gives instructions to Higuruma, who seems to be on the lookout for explosives.
　Higuruma unwraps the box he brought, opens the lid, and shows it to Nanami.
　Inside the box was a financier and a wad of cash underneath.

　Nanami gives a small laugh, pulls a financier out of its wrapper, grabs Higuruma by the hair, makes him look up, and gently shoves it into his mouth.

　As He swallows, Nanami kicks him in the chest with his foot, and the momentum sends he backwards to the floor.
　Nanami speaks to Higuruma with a beautiful, almost wicked smile on her face.

"If you are in that business, you know me. Higuruma, I appreciate you."
"...Well, thank you."

　Nanami starts to laugh out loud at the stilted reply.
　After a short laugh, he tells Higuruma.

"How much did they hire you for"
"...Five thousand yen for thirty minutes."
"Ha-ha-ha That's nothing How about it, will you be mine"
"What do you mean"

　He grabs Higuruma's tie and pulls it close to his face, his blue-green eyes peering into Higuruma's three-white eyes.
　Dizzy with attraction, Higuruma manages to look away.

"You, be my dog."
"...What's in it for me"
"At least it means that this apology is a success. Oh, I won't hurt you.

　That's a good deal, depending on what it is.
　Higuruma let out a small sigh, smelling the financier's liquor.