||[Sep. 22nd, 2006|08:07 pm]
Hyotei Host Club
Oshitari Yuushi, known at the Hyotei Host Club as the Kansai Lover, sat quietly next to Muhaki Gakuto, the adorable lolishota pretzel. Even though Gakuto was stealing the show and wowing the girls with his amazing acrobatics, Oshitari was content to sit still and watch. Being the smart one, he knew that his own selling point was his air of mystery and his deep, smooth voice. ‘A few more minutes, and then I must check up on the rest of the members,’ he thought to himself. Oshitari was also in charge of all the host club’s financial records. Jiroh would probably drool on them; Gakuto would probably throw them away on accident; Shishido would get so flustered with the numbers that he’d shred them; Atobe was just Atobe. That left Kabaji and Ootori, but Oshitari was not the trusting kind. He was not about to let the entire fate of the club rest on the shoulders of a kouhai and a manservant.|
Coming out of his daze, Oshitari gracefully stood up and took his leave. “If you’ll excuse me, ladies, there is business I must attend too.” The swooning girls were only too happy to get out of his way. He slowly made his way over to the black notebook which held all the information about the club, stopping occasionally to wave at a customer. Finally, he reached the counter where he left it, picked up the notebook, and cracked it open to take a look at the financial situation.
‘Hmm…at this rate, if Jiroh keeps sleeping, he’ll end up losing customers…’ “Kabaji, wake up Jiroh.”
‘It looks like Shishido is starting drama again…’ Oshitari made his way right next to Shishido and bent down whisper in his ear. “Keep this up and I’ll make sure you get kicked off the team again.” He could feel the shiver from the drama queen.
Yes, this was just another day at the Hyotei Host Club.