Chapter Misty the Paradise Tokyo Gangsta Great Escape, Part Two – 2
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Tonight, I’m holding on to the pole and doing nothing but twisting my hips in a bikini.
It’s not a dance, but it’s a showcase for men to choose their partners for the night, so there’s nothing wrong with it.
(Today is the day’s Nobita is coming, and since he’s the only one who can pay me, I don’t think I need to dance…)
It’s only natural to give priority to the easy customers, since they pay well.
Although I was on stage in front of the owner, I had no intention of accepting offers from other customers.
(Hmm… that’s unusual)
I mutter to myself as I look around the bar, which is packed as usual.
There is a Thai customer in the bar.
And three bad-looking guys are sitting at one table with a burly white guy.
Paradise Tokyo is a bar that does not accept Thai people, but they are allowed to enter if they are accompanied by a foreigner.
However, I have not seen many of them so far. According to local people’s sense of money, many things are too expensive here.
The reason why I noticed them is because they kept pointing at me.
(Do they want to hold me?)
As I walked off the stage, a boy came up to me and handed me a piece of paper with a price written on it. As I expected, he said the offer came from the Thai guys.
However, the price is not worth talking about.
”Tell them no, I have a prior engagement”
I told the boy and retreated to the backyard. However, after a while, I suddenly heard a loud noise from inside the bar.
I heard glasses breaking and tables falling over.
Then, there are shouts of anger and screams of the cast members.
When I peeped into the bar, I found that the Thai guys are grabbing the boy’s chest and screaming at him.
(Are they idiots? They’ll have a hell of a time if they’re making a scene here)
Although I’m not told the details, this bar is backed by some big organization.
But, while I was thinking about this, one of them noticed me, pointed at me, and shouted at me in a loud voice.
I have no idea what he’s saying, but it doesn’t look like it’s going to end peacefully.
And then, the biggest of them all, and the white guy who had been with him pulls a gun out of his pocket, removes the safety, and walks toward me, into the backyard.
(Are you kidding me? Why would they do that far!?)
When I tried to escape to the back of the backyard, towards the back door, I saw a white guy running towards me.
(Oh no! Shit! It’s bad! It’s dangerous!)
He is a white guy with crazy eyes who looked like a drug addict. And his hand reaches out and grabs my shoulder.
But at that moment, he suddenly screams, “Ughh!!” like a crushed frog, and he’s blown up.
The guy who was blown up knocked down the hanger rack where the cast’s stage outfits are hanging, and then knocked down the beer case behind it, making a loud noise.
When my eyes widened, a tall white woman reached out to me. This woman in cargo pants and a tank top, boot camp style, is Jenny, the bar’s security guard.
Although it was a surprise attack, she had knocked down a white man with a single high kick, and with her helping hand, we left the bar through the back door and ran through the alleyway.
I don’t know if it was the Thai guy who shot or the Thai guy who was shot, but I heard a lot of gunshots behind me.
As I listened to it, we ran out into the street behind the BTS elevated tracks, and found a familiar Tuk-Tuk, and hopped in without a second thought.
”Hey! Water! Quickly, drive!”
”Hey, wait a minute! Jenny-san, w-what happened? What’s wrong?”
The owner of the Tuk-Tuk, Water-kun, with his charming round face, shouted in surprise.
Jenny, however, kicked the driver’s seat and yelled at him.
”Shut up, motherfucker! If you don’t want to get punched in the face, get us out of here! You little prick!”
”I-I understand, where are we going?”
”Shut up! I’ll think of something later! Just get us out of here!”
”You’re out of your mind, you know that!?”
As he said this, Water-kun stepped on the gas pedal, and with a kick-start, the engine started to thrum.
The Daihatsu Midget-based tuk-tuk drives off at a full speed with the neon lights of Soi Cowboy distant behind it.
(Phew… what the hell)
I let out a sigh of relief and fall into the seat.
I know I’m living in a place where a gun comes out easily, but I still can’t get used to it.
”Anyway, Jenny, are you sure you’re okay to come over here and leave the bar alone?”
I asked, and Jenny wrinkled the bridge of her nose in annoyance.
”Don’t worry about it. It’s the owner’s orders. No matter what way, you’re the one they’re after. The boss don’t want you to get hurt, so I’ve got to make sure you’re protected”
Frankly, I appreciate that.
I don’t know the details, but I’ve heard that Jenny was a cripple in the U.S. military who killed her boss and couldn’t stay in the country anymore.
She’s not someone I’d want to get too close to, but she’s a good bodyguard.
”By the way”
When Jenny said this, I turned my head to look at her, and she stared at my face and said.
”They were yelling, “Give me the key!” Do you remember anything about that?”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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