"So this is where you go to play those arcade games?" Yuka spoke as she suddenly seemed to revitalise, light returning to her eyes as she watched the colourful entrance of the arcade, two tall bodyguards at the front.
The two bodyguards looked fierce and gave off an intimidating aura as they stood there like statues. Yuka looked at the door guarded by the bodyguards, and her shoulders slumped in defeat as she turned to look at Akira.
"Uhm, how are we gonna get in there? From the looks of it, we likely need an ID card to get inside there..." Yuka spoke, and Akira just looked at her with a grin before walking towards the two.
"Just watch~," AKira spoke as he walked past her confidently, as if those two intimidating bodyguards at the entrance were nothing more than flies compared to him.
Yuka was dazed for a second at the grin before turning and following after Akira, confusion and curiosity in her eyes.
"Yo, we need to enter the arcade. Can we get through?" Akira put a hand in the air in greeting, a smile on his face as he spoke to the guards, as if he was familiar with them.
The guards looked at Akira, and their intimidating aura seemed to melt as if the sun was right in front of them. Their shoulders slumped, and their faces were covered in sweat.
"Y-Yes, sir! A-And this young lady?" The guards spoke with a tense tone before looking at Yuka, who was behind Akira, holding the cuffs of his hoodie.
"She's with me," Akira spoke, a hint of threat in his tone. The two nodded quickly before moving from the entrance. Akira smiled before walking past them, with Yuka following him with surprise.
The two resumed walking in silence, Yuka's eyes locked onto Akira's back with confusion. Sensing her gaze, Akira looked at her with raised eyebrows.
"What? Is something stuck on my face or something? Or did my crazy, handsome looks captivate you?~," Akira asked teasingly, throwing a playful wink at Yuka, who blushed like crazy as she looked down, her hands clenched around his shirt.
"Y-You idiot! It's nothing like that... Why did those two seem afraid of you?" Yuka shook her head hard before replying, a hint of regret in her tone as she denied Akira's question.
"Hmm? Oh that? It's nothing special, just a bit of roughing them up and a threat, and they'll let you in whenever you want," Akira shrugged his shoulders wiht an amused grin.
"You big bad!" Yuka banged her fists against Akira's back playfully while scolding him, and Akira chuckled, crying out in fake pain as they walked deeper, until they reached some games.
"Yuka, what do you want to play with first?" Akira looked around before asking Yuka. He had already played every game in the arcade, so he wanted Yuka's opinion.
Plus, he wanted to see if she was a gambler like him. If she is, he needs to correct her nature, since he doesn't want her to start gambling as he does.
Remember, kids, gambling is bad!
"Hmm... I wanna play some claw machine! I always see it in videos and movies, and I want to experience how it feels!" Yuka looked up with shining eyes, her white teeth showing as she looked at a Claw Machine.
Yuka waited for no response, taking Akira's hand into her own as she dragged him towards the machine, which was right next to a slot machine, where two people were sitting.
One looked like a delinquent, while one looked like a femboy.
Akira and Yuka glanced at them while passing by, and the two looked each other in the eyes, feeling weird at how they looked before shrugging, going to the claw machine.
Akira picked up some money before putting it into the machine for a few tries. Yuka stepped forward before grabbing the move stick. She focused, moving the claw right over a Pikachu plushie.
"Come on," Yuka focused as the claw was right over the plush toy. Once ready, she pressed the button, and the claw lowered, before grabbing the toy's ear.
Yuka let out an audible sigh of relief as the claw latched onto the toy's ear, her tense face relaxing. Akira, on the other hand, watched with shock and annoyance.
"What?! How is that possible? I have tried dozens of times, and I have never got one!"
Akira looked at the machine in shock, clenching his hands in anger. He knew these machines were rigged, but for Yuka to be able to do it on one try?
"Yes, get in there!" Yuka watched as the toy was about to be dropped into the hole when a shadow suddenly appeared behind the two. The shadow raised an arm before smashing it down on the claw machine.
The toy dropped, but not in the hole.
It fell back among the other toys.
"Excuse me, you two, but what's with the cursed energy dominating the two of you? Especially you, little girl!"
Akira and Yuka ignored the voice; instead, their eyes were focused on the smiling Pikachu plush toy, which looked at them. The plush had a mocking smile on its face.
"Ken-chan! Don't be so mean to them! They looked so happy a few seconds ago!" Kirara jumped onto Hakari's back, banging his fists on his back angrily.
"Oh, sorry about this, you two-"
"Shut the hell up, you gay ahh motherfucker!"
Akira interrupted Hakari with a curse, turning around and glaring at him with veins visible on his neck and forehead. Yuka was next to him, looking down as if she was depressed, a palm pressed up against the glass, her depressed face locked with a smug Pikachu.
"HAH?! You have some guts, kid, but you don't even have the cursed energy to be talking! And I am not gay!" Hakari glared at Akira with veins popping on his forehead, while Kirara watched in amusement.
"Cursed Energy? So this is the thing I sense in your stomach... "
"Thanks for telling me, now get the hell out of my face before I decide to deck you for what you just did." Akira turned around, still angry but holding back since he didn't want to make a scene.
"It's okay, Yuka. I'll get you that toy no matter what," Akira placed a palm on Yuka's shoulder, a confident look on his face as she got closer to Yuka, who looked back up at him.
"Akira... Ahhh! I love it when you get confident!" Yuka suddenly let out a scream, her face turning red as she threw herself in his hands, burying her face in his chest.
"You love it when I get confident? Well, I love when you get all touchy~," Akira looked on, his hand coming to rest on Yuka's hips, pulling her body closer to his chest, and causing Yuka to tremble in delight and surprise.
'He finally took the chance! His hands are so hard but soft at the same time!' Yuka pressed her hips closer to Akira, her face flushed and her black pupils swirling with red lines.
"Akira..." Yuka muttered as she tiptoed, her face close to Akira's.
"Yuka..." Akira felt his chest thumping as he watched Yuka's cute face close in on his face. He never felt this way for a girl before, but it felt good...
"Shit! Kirara, do you see this shit? They're ignoring me!"
Boom!
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