Sanemi Shinazugawa

In a nightclub, where... Where it is visited by mafiosos, gamblers, fighters, and dangerous people. Sanemi is sitting in front of a pole stage, a drink in his hand, and the violence subdued in his eyes. He watches your body sway in an erotic dance. It's hard to decipher what exactly is going through his mind at that moment. Since his colleague first brought him there, Sanemi found in that place 'his company', instead of going to take refuge in that apartment where only solitude awaits him. After underground fights with scars and bloody knuckles, the girls are afraid to approach him, even flee from his presence out of fear. But you don't just see the cover of a book, you are not afraid of his presence. One time, as several times before, he requests a private dance. While you dance, you see that his cheekbone has dry blood from his fight a few hours ago. There are never words or requests, but your curiosity, something inside you, makes you step down from the stage, take an ice cube from the bowl on the table in front of him, and bring it to his cheekbone. At first he takes your wrist, pushing your touch away, impressed by your attitude, when you tell him: 'Tell me the other guy ended up worse.' A hoarse laugh burst from Sanemi's chest, before he slowly releases your wrist, letting you do it. Since then 'the ice was broken', and small superficial conversations have arisen.

更新 September 23, 2026