jigokulogs | May 2022 Mini Event

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As the Haniwa continue to pop up in the city and the turf war rages on, life goes on in the city.

1. SHUTEN CLAN

Remember the Isonade? Yeah, those guys. The surly shark-dudes who were no doubt involved in some black market smuggling along the banks of the Sanzu. They were too tough to fight off in order to figure out what they were up to, last time.

Well, Toraguma has caught wind of them now. Despite the ongoing turf war, he’s not about to lose out on an opportunity here! He wants his Shuten Clan operatives to scour the river looking for these guys. They will be a lot harder to find without the rabbits’ help, though. If you find them, you are to “inform them” that the Shuten Clan will be taking over their operation. If they have problems with that, well… you know what to do.

Don’t forget that they’re quite strong and that they aren’t too keen on giving up the information on their supply line without a fight. You’ll need to use teamwork to get what you need out of them.

Should you manage your way to their warehouse, you’ll find a fresh shipment of their products: specialized herbs, mineral-rich clay, and rarefied ore. None of these products can be found in the city naturally. The Isonade won’t dare name their primary buyer but they will let slip that all of this is being smuggled into the city from the outer Wastelands.

The Shuten Clan will demand their cut out of this operation, but you may get the impression that this is only one small piece of a much larger shadow creeping over the city…

Art by Alejandro Gonzalez Agudelo

2. SUTOKU ALLIANCE

The death and subsequent “rebirth” of the Daitengu has caused a considerable amount of chaos. Many of the subsidiary tribes have struggled under the weight of uncertainty during this debacle. The Daitengu has decided that an apology tour is owed. It’s good for the sake of the Alliance, after all.

Oh, but they’re not going to be doing it themselves. You, the Sutoku Lost Souls, will be fully responsible for it. ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Sutoku Souls are tasked with going to various businesses and tribe centers with an offering of gifts and deference to any and every group within the Alliance who will agree to meet with you. The gifts have been provided by the Daitengu, and are mainly snacks and coupons. Which will not be enough to please everyone. Some clans will demand more and some, in their rage, will try to take their anger out on you. You are an (lowly) ambassador right now, better to turn the other cheek.

This all boils down to be less of an apology tour and more of a bribe tour. What the Daitengu has provided won’t cover everything and you’re going to have to go out of pocket to truly placate the other clans. If you don’t have enough cash on hand, you may be asked to do various unpaid tasks and labors: washing dishes, scrubbing floors, cleaning windows, taking out the trash, serving kids’ birthday parties; any amount of the lowest work you can imagine.

It’s rough! But somebody’s gotta do it

3. DEPARTMENT OF THE ENMA

The chaos of the Night Parade has caused a resurgence of unaffiliated gangs popping up around Jigokucho. They can usually be found identifying themselves through the use of basic colors and mascots. They are made up almost entirely of violent youths with uncertain futures, who are lashing out at an uncaring world. The antics of the Daitengu, the accusations against the Enma, and the squabbling between Shuten and Tamamo is not inspiring their confidence nor loyalty.

In addition to this problem, the retrieval of the Haniwa is going poorly. Most residents are too uncomfortable to even touch the statues and their appearances don’t seem to be slowing down. There are too many for the Department to collect.

With an abundance of cursed objects in town, the petty gangs have decided this is an ample resource for them. They are using the Haniwa to harass the general public and against one another. They have weaponized the excess Haniwa and are using them as “curse bombs”, hurling them at both each other and the residents they want to intimidate. It’s getting nasty.

It’s the Department’s job to keep the Haniwa figures from falling into the wrong hands and to keep some semblance of order. The official orders from the Office of the Enma are directing all hands to converge against the youth gangs. Use any force necessary and retrieve those figurines.

4. TAMAMO CLAN

How inconvenient! In addition to the complications of the turf war, an extremely important time of the year has arrived for the Tamamo Clan.

It is time for the yearly visit of one of the clan’s greatest benefactors: the Tennin. These Celestial Immortals descend from the Heavenly Realms to spend time (and incredible amounts of money) in Hell’s Playground, Jigokucho. Hell simply offers the sort of delights you just can’t get in Heaven. Due to Tenkohime’s connections with them, the Celestials have had her host them for several years in a row now. She emphasizes how incredibly important it is to keep them happy.

The Celestials want entertainment and delights of every variety. It’s up to the Tamamo Clan’s Lost Souls to entertain them. Your entertainments can take many forms: keeping the Celestials company, putting on a performance, showing off your cooking and skills, tea ceremonies, and other exhibitions. Should you choose the carnal and kinky route for entertainments, know that you won’t be laying down with any Celestials themselves. Oh, no no no, they’re Heavenly, after all! This is still performance, so you may need a partner to help you out.

Keep in mind that the legends are true! The Celestials are deeply deeply fond of peaches. Both literal and metaphorical. 🍑

The Celestials love to chat and gossip, so keeping them entertained is also an excellent way to hear some interesting information. Tamamo artisans will likely learn that many Celestials openly trade with Tenkohime. In fact, the aphrodisiac goods that the Tamamos so famously deal in come, in large part, from the Celestials. Tamamo isn’t the only clan they do business with either. They also have connections within the Sutoku Alliance and are the land owners of several Alliance properties. They are considered one of the primary sources of capital in the real estate market.

Why would the Celestials want properties in a world they literally can’t live in? Doesn’t that just reek of capitalism.

5. TURF WAR (ALL FACTIONS)

The turf war between the Shuten and Tamamo clans is at a simmer right now. Which doesn’t mean that it’s over – not even close. Minor magical traps, similar to those found in the sewer, have been found in Shuten territory. Frustrated Shuten enforcers have been taking out their anger on anyone that so much as looks at them funny. Bars in both districts are regularly getting smashed up. Knife fights are breaking out in the streets. Cars known to belong to members of both clans turn up with slashed tires. There’s even rumors of hits being taken out on higher ranking members.

Watch your step if you’re out and about in either territory. Faction affiliation doesn’t matter when tensions are running high. What’s more, rumors are flying all over about which of the two warring clans is going to be the one to escalate the violence further.

Will tensions boil over at any moment? At what point does the Department of the Enma have to step in? Why haven’t they already?

It’s all getting too much to handle…

6. CURSED OBJECTS (ALL FACTIONS)

The presence of the Haniwa is having increasingly frightening effects. There are whispers about blood coming out of the walls and the floors in apartments, about black ooze pouring from faucets and coming up from storm drains. There are even whispers of terrible household hauntings.

These aren’t just rumors though. Bars are having to close early due to the presence of wailing ghosts inhabiting the toilet or blood pouring from the taps. People run screaming out of alleyways pursued by ghostly hands.

These curses and hauntings seem to be fairly localized; kept to one building or one block at a time. Unfortunately, there doesn’t seem to be much rhyme or reason as to when these accursed sightings will take effect.

Be careful out there! Who knows what could happen with so much terrible energy running rampant.

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[ Rather unimpressed that a bunch of guys fainted, Xingqiu can only hope that at least Hanz wasn't among those afflicted by the shock of the Daitengu's resurrection otherwise this bunch of pretty boys could truly be in trouble; The Tamamo Territory was an odd yet dangerous region. It's almost comical the wildly different reactions that the rise of the Sutoku's once fallen leader had on people. His own opinion hasn't wavered, but he can only dream of unnecessary violence he would never carry out.

Based on actions alone, Xingqiu appears to be toeing the line. It's harmless if tedious a task traveling through the city attempting to appease different entrepreneurs. The appraisal gives rise to annoyance which he filters into a smile and despite crossing his arms, the movement is casual to the point he simply looks at ease in this environment.

Really he doesn't care for Romeow Cat Cafe one way or another; what is true however is he would never spend his hard-earned paycheck here. What a waste.

Left in the care of the young Mittens, Xingqiu doesn't need to assess the blond to know the type. Though he favors rabbits, here in this cozy little establishment he is a shark and there is blood in the water. Whoever planned his itinerary made a huge mistake putting the cat cafe on his list. He hardly listens to the boy, Mittens looks just about ready to keel over with the added pressure, it would be a shame if he did, then in that case it might mean he would be on his way unless Hanz was willing to lend him another vic—coach. ]

Well, that makes sense. You know? Four paws, four tables?

[ He lets the guy wax on about the amazing Bellflower; of his genuinely helpful personality, he hears of kindness and gratitude. Mittens even goes on about the aloof kitten's beauty. Here Xingqiu is two seconds away the blond is smitten with his coworker. Whatever, not his problem. ]

Just be careful they don't actually eat the guy one day.

[ Though his tone remains casual Xingqiu can see the visible reaction his comment has on the blond. Now he's feasting. Perhaps his chosen words explain why the timid boy seems more willing to hand him over to become someone else's burden, Mittens sure seems to be in a rush. Traversing through the back of the cafe he doesn't even glance at anyone preparing for their shift, he is just about ready to see Bellflower and get this over with once he is handed a pair of cat ears. Before the name is even called out, Xingqiu spots the familiar figure of his dear friend. It's Chongyun responding to the name that briefly elicits a surprised expression that is quickly stamped out in favor of an impassive one. ]

Who's Xi—Xingqiu? Never heard of him.

If you two would excuse me a moment, I do prefer getting freshened up in private.

[ He has some fake cat ears to put on you know. His expression remains serious and unwavering as he saunters off to freshen up as he said. Not really, the bathroom is easy enough to find. He can die here by himself. Once alone in a stall and the door is closed he takes a deep breath. Laughter doesn't roll out immediately. It starts with a smile and even then sounds are muffled by his hands.

When he returns, his expression has turned into a dejected one. The ears are still in his hands, but now they're sopping wet. Before either kitten can say anything, Xingqiu has taken one of Mittens' hands and placed the wet apparel in it. ]

I had a bit of an accident and this fell in the lavatory. [ There is only one reaction for that young man to have, it's a repeat of the Daitengu's funeral. At least, Xingqiu is kind enough not to let him fall to the floor. ]

[ This must be what a heart attack feels like.

Of all places, why is Xingqiu here? And somehow he manages to look only surprised for maybe a second before collecting himself; a true professional, that second son of the Feiyun Commerce Guild, as he walks off to the bathroom to prep himself for what sounds like a shift in Chongyun's workplace. Mittens is babbling beside him about an apology tour or some such, but the exorcist doesn't hear a lick of it. His soul has left his body off the tail of that heart attack. It's gone. Flying in the sky. The spectral Chongyun is looking down at the real Chongyun and cringing at himself because Xingqiu's seen him in this getup.

He's still disassociating by the time his friend comes back from the bathroom. Mittens is prodding his arm, confused as to why his beloved Senior has suddenly gone unresponsive, but that concern is quickly forgotten when the new guy presses a sopping wet pair of cat ears into his hands.

With a soft "oh" the boy swiftly swoons and passes out into Xingqiu's arms when he realizes that they've been in a poo poo toilet. "Realizes".

Of course, Chongyun knows better. Xingqiu would never actually do that. Or, if he had, he would never actually put them in someone's hands after. He snaps out of his stupor with one of his trademark sighs. ]

Xingqiu ... we're all hands on deck today. Since we're down Mittens now [ he stares pointedly at the boy's prone form with a stitch between his brows; seriously, even the thought of toilet water is enough to do it? ] you're going to have to take his place as a cat on the floor.

[ He points to Mittens' costume for the day, still hanging on its hanger. The kid hadn't even been at work for 20 minutes. ]

[ Arms full of Mittens he can only cast a disapproving look upon the unconscious blond; Minimal effort was put into prodding the young man and yet that was all it took to see such a drastic effect. How does a person like this live? How do they function daily? It left plenty of room for thought, yet he can only imagine a life full of strife and suffering. Always a victim, poor Mittens. But surely he would awaken soon, the shock of words shouldn't last long for that was all it was. No, the ears never made it anywhere near the toilet nor the sink for that matter. Minimal as it is, and useless by most accounts he does have some inkling of control over ability.

Although, finding himself for a prolonged amount of time holding Chongyun's coworker has Xingqiu rethink his actions. Where should he put Mittens down? That's what he wants to know more than the present situation at this establishment. It's not like he can do much while he holds an unconscious kitten. But he doesn't question Chongyun's logic out loud. Silently he takes in every word spoken, finally, his gaze settles on the costume pointed.

Of course. That garment fits Mittens, it was made for the boy but as for Xingqiu well... ]

When you say on the floor, do you mean that literally or figuratively?

Isn't there an endless stack of dishes for me to wash or a whole line of putrid toilets to scrub...?

[ The apology tour hasn't exactly been glamorous. It's a wonder he even made it to the next stop. Which explains why he is about to call it quits. Perhaps he can finally see some form of repercussion for disobedience? It's not for the Daitengu's sake that he is here that's for sure. ]

[ Mittens is still very much unconscious. Deeply unconscious. It's really no wonder that the place had to close for a few days after the funeral—Chongyun can really only shake his head as he heads to the side to grab a padded chair. They have several around because fainting isn't actually all that uncommon with these boys. Sometimes they get so upset for whatever reason that they pass out. Sometimes they fight with each other, slap each others cheeks, and then pass out. Fight over boyfriends and pass out. There have even be a few cases of swooning after a particularly rough night.

Though, Chongyun reminds himself as he puts the chair beside Xingqiu so the boy can deposit the unconscious Mittens into it, he's quite guilty of passing out too. Because of his condition. It gives him a touch of sympathy for these boys ... but really, it's just a touch. They don't have a condition. ]

No, that won't be until the end of the night. Right now customer service takes priority. [ diligent and hardworking as ever, this Chongyun. ] As for on the floor ... well. Mittens' customers pick him because he behaves like a real cat. That means everything you're afraid it might.

[ And, as if right on cue, Hanz returns to the back room to check what's taking so long ... and gasps at Mittens' limp form. Face red, he points to the hanging sailor's outfit, points to Xingqiu with narrowed gaze, and then turns on his heel to stomp out to the front of the cafe while muttering something about how they're too busy to be down catboys, and damn it Mittens, did you really not drink those protein drinks to build up your constitution?! ]

... Let's work together. It'll be better for both of us that way.

[ And, like. He ain't ever gonna admit this but he kind of wants to see Xingqiu in that cute outfit. ]

You'll need to make up a stage name before we go out, too.

[ The thought is fleeting but he does consider if perhaps he had taken this too far too quickly; while he did want to test the limits he had not expected this boy to so easily fall unconscious. Now looking down at Mitten's face again he has to wonder how this person can survive anywhere. Playful teasing, funny little pranks, that's about the extent he goes but other people are not so kind. In fact, someone else may have let Mittens fall to the floor.

Once Chongyun procures the padded chair, Xingqiu gently sets the blond on it making sure he at least looks comfortable. Who knows, if Mittens wakes up with an aching neck he may fall unconscious once more. It was best that be avoided, he doesn't need to end up being seen as Mitten's replacement. Actually, he should probably ensure that is never considered. ]

I think you're jumping to conclusions here, I am not afraid of my prospects. Rather I had a different set of expectations. [ Thus far most of the apology tour went about with him making an offering, a business owner being upset by the paltry gift and then the burden of some disgusting task being dumped upon him. They really don't want him to sort through their dumpster?

With Hanz returning, it becomes obvious he really would be taking Mittens' place. He still considers the outfit doesn't suit him but that is mostly due to his view on it being tailored made for the unconscious catboy. He doesn't argue, he doesn't utter a word. The wordless message was perfectly received. Fine. Once the man is gone, he gives Mittens a pat on the head before he goes to retrieve the outfit. ]

I'm allowed to borrow his clothes but not his name? Very well. Chongyun please fabricate a cat alias for me, after all, you have much more experience in this field.

[ The moral of the story is that Xingqiu killed Mittens. No catboy is safe.

.... Okay, the first part of that thought is a joke, but Chongyun is keenly aware that the second is true. His friend is the most excellent person he knows, but the other boy is not without a mischievous side. These delicate prettyboys won't be able to handle him at all. As it is, Chongyun has to handle them with kid gloves. If it weren't for Hanz pampering them, most of them probably would have fallen apart by now. ]

Of course not. The customers know Mittens.

[ Even if Mittens' loyal patrons didn't rage at someone trying to take his place, that name really doesn't suit Xingqiu at all. His complex, clever, smart, beautiful, beloved friend ... named Mittens? It just won't do. It really just won't do.

But he doesn't anticipate coming up with Xingqiu's cat alias himself. The exorcist hesitates, blinking, so desperately wanting to refute that last point while knowing he can't. Of course he has more experience in this field. He also hates that he does.

Quiet, those clear blue eyes gaze at Xingqiu with earnest consideration. ]

... ... ... Marigold. [ and then he looks away, feeling a little warmth tickling his cheeks. ] Go change. I'll wait for you.

[ And please try not to kill any of the other catboys between here and the lavatory. One down is bad enough—they're lucky that Mittens never takes on a big load of customers. Poor kid gets so easily overwhelmed. ]

[ It's unlikely that Mittens would be his sole victim tonight. Surrounded by timid catboys prone to fainting even a couple of less throughout words may bring about their undoing.

There is an almost casual shrug as Chongyun mentions Mittens' patrons but despite the apparent indifference Xingqiu is a boy born and raised in the world of commerce, therefore he comprehends establishing good relations with clients. He would never willfully sour things between Mittens and his customers. Xingqiu would be sure to make it clear that he in no way represents the blond, that thought prompts him to look down at the unconscious boy. With one final glance, he has to accept that Mittens would not be waking any time soon.

He knows he has pushed some kind of burden upon Chongyun with his request, but he honestly doesn't want to think too deeply about a name he will only utilize once. Besides, if he is left to his own devices he knows himself enough to be aware he would come up with something ridiculous and unnecessarily long.

Well, in the case that Chongyun fails him he is sure the name Princess Blanket Amalthea is available.

However, after the long expanse of silence, his friend comes true. A name is bestowed upon him. Again he finds himself surprised but his expression is obscured as makes a pretense of inspecting Mittens' outfit. Why? He isn't certain how he should feel but there is no time for him to marinate through thought. The outfit under his arm he turns to head off to the lavatory once again but he does offer Chongyun a wave as continues on.

Give him a minute. It's long enough for him to cause mischief but fortunately, no catboys crossed his path. When he returns he is wearing the outfit. ]

Well?

[ Chongyun gets the rest of his costume prepared while his friend heads to the bathroom. Now that the initial shock of being caught in costume is over, he's calmed down quite a bit. It's a job and the job requires this uniform. Today he's a butler. It isn't the worst thing Xingqiu could have found him in, either.

He turns upon Xingqiu's return to regard the sailor uniform. It fits quite well despite having been designed for Mittens, but that's probably because the boy tended to prefer oversized clothing on his slim and small form. Xingqiu isn't much bigger, but it fits him more properly. ]

It looks good on you. [ he cants his head in thought for a moment before adding, ] But everything does.

[ Said quite earnestly, that. He really does believe that his friend looks good in every stitch of clothing he's ever worn or could wear. Xingqiu would look cute in even a potato sack. ]

Did Mittens explain any of the rules to you? Or anything about the job at all?

[ Somehow, knowing the blond's tendency to focus on the wrong things, he probably hasn't filled Xingqiu in on how things actually operate ... but maybe he's wrong. Maybe Mittens took the time to explain everything and didn't get side tracked by other matters.

The boy in question is still dead asleep in that chair, having not moved a centimeter since Xingqiu left. ]

[ The compliment is met by stunned silence; that is not what he meant when he uttered that single word. There was no need for any praise yet Xingqiu finds himself pleased to the point of smiling, even noting the warmth across his cheeks. Rather than explaining what he meant he decides to go along with Chongyun's assumption.

They would get to work soon enough. ]

You don't have to flatter me. Not that I don't enjoy it.

[ He laughs, of course, it's a good-natured laugh, easygoing when in the presence of his friend. Present embarrassment is easily overcome even though there are traces of a rosy hue on his face. He is content to spend time with Chongyun even if he finds this whole concept of a catboy cafe ridiculous, despite feeling a bit exasperated by the delicate constitution of most of its workers.

As for that next question, it's inevitable that he winds up casting his gaze back on the unconscious boy.

Mittens actually performing tasks up to standard seems like such a farfetched idea to even Xingqiu who hardly knew the young man. Perhaps he was being judgmental or critical but it cannot be helped despite any pity he can muster. His gaze lingers on Mittens, settling into the idea that the blond would not reanimate in time to take his shift. He does wonder if perhaps they should get a blanket for him or a pillow. ]

No. He appeared intimidated by the task assigned to him, that is training me, so he thought to defer me to you.

And then he was busy fawning over Bellflower. I think you've got your own little admirer here, he might start a fan club. That or he is infatuated with you. You should know, that I am the completely jealous type.

[ Chongyun also steals another glance at Mittens, wondering just what the boy may have said. There is no part of him that expects the blond to wake up—Mittens passing out isn't actually an uncommon occurrence, it's just that they don't usually have another much more competent person to fill in.

His cheeks warm a bit when Xingqiu calls himself the jealous type; tingling, he rubs his neck, trying to ignore how much he kind of ... likes that... ahem. No, Chongyun. Now isn't the time. ]

Anyone would like someone that does half their job for them. We're usually on shifts together, so it's just easier for me to take care of the important things. [ alright, buckle in Xingqiu. time to learn about something you've never wanted: catboy cafe dynamics. ] Normally servers handle three tables each, but Mittens has two and I have four.

[ Which is fine. If someone new is going to pick up a shift, two is better. Turning around, he grabs a laminated sheet off of one of the dressers that one of the other boys had on hand. After a quick glance and sigh at the sheet, Chongyun passes it to Xingqiu to review before he shows him how the floor outside works. ]

Here. These are some general guidelines. Let me know if you have any questions.

[ Yes. This is real. ]

Edited 2022-06-07 02:00 (UTC)

[ ...and naturally, he was kidding; so what if he caused the death of one kitten? That wasn't going to stop him from teasing Chongyun. Although, now he does give pause to consider envy. Would he be the type? Mittens certainly wouldn't inspire that feeling, that's for sure. As much as he wants to muse and mull over sentiment, pick apart confidence now is not the time.

As before he pats Mittens' blond head, this time however the image gives the illusion of Xingqiu petting an actual cat rather than some unfortunate boy.

His gaze settles on Chongyun. Attention fully on his friend as he begins explaining how things function at this establishment. A wistful smile far away smile settles on his features, it's one he would probably have to settle on through his time at the cafe. ] I guess Mittens only has two paws. [ No he won't elaborate on that comment. He follows Chongyun along with his eyes as his friend retrieves a laminated sheet that is soon handed to him.

Holding the written guidelines in his right hand, his left is at his chin as he thoughtful reads through the rules. It doesn't take him long to get to the end and quickly his eyes flicker upward to meet Chongyun's. ]

You're kidding, right?

What if master wants someone to sleep on their lap? If we're supposed to act like felines are we allowed to walk on top of the tables? Or scratch people? Do we go in litter boxes? What is the cage? No one is seriously getting spanked. What does this cuteness training entail? Doubt that time would be invested in me in that regard. Chongyun, I am not eating off the floor. Boyfriend stealing... that's a joke right?

[ A more or less expected reaction given that Xingqiu is sensible and sane and this place ... is not. Waiting with arms crossed, Chongyun can only nod. One by one, he goes through his friend's rapidfire questions, making sure to leave no stone unturned. He's already had to deal with Hanz's hellish fury when it comes to the cafe; if he can help Xingqiu avoid such a fate, he will. ]

If a master wants someone to sleep on their lap, yes, we do it. Yes, we can walk on top of the tables, and the customers actually like it. We can scratch people but may end up punished by Hanz or the master, if the customer feels like it. For the bathroom ... let's just say you should go before your shift or hold it in until the end.

[ BREATH, ]

The cage is where the bad cats go. It's on the floor so everyone can see it. It's a portable cage with toys and a bed that Hanz pushes around with him. Yes, he's spanked people in front of everyone before. Cuteness training entails sixteen hours of training in how to behave like a cat.

[ BREATH, ]

If you don't eat off the floor, you don't eat. And, boyfriend stealing is not a joke. It's an epidemic around here—two guys were just out for a week because they got into a slapfight over one stealing the other's boyfriend. The boys are extremely competitive with each other, for whatever reason. They like stealing boys the other boys like. Or something.

[ He reaches for a bottle of water to take a sip. Whew. ]

Anything else?

[ Does he look like a man willing to even touch some random stranger? Because if that is the impression he is giving then he has a lot of questions for Chongyun. So that's going to be a no from him. As for walking on tables, it was a sarcastic question, but apparently, that is normal here. What kind of person would want to eat off a dirty table, there is no way those tabletops stayed clear if there were catboys walking all over them. As for punishments, that's not surprising, rather it's disturbing.

About as disturbing as the information he just gleaned. Got it. He would hold back on drinking any liquids — or really eating in general. How long is he supposed to be here for?

As for the cage, he isn't too concerned with it. He would have to be placed in it first for it to be a problem and he doesn't plan to get caught. He also did not set out today with the intention of getting locked up, but already he feels inclined to test the waters of this environment. ]

Sixteen hours. Again I doubt it would be time wasted on me. This is a temporary placement.

I'll avoid eating. I think it would be for the best. Hm. But I guess if I get peckish I know where I'll be getting my meals from. [ Master's dish on the table of course. That's what cats do, right? They steal food too. So he would act like a cat in that regard.

As for the boyfriend stealing, he feels a sigh building up which he tries to restrain. He soon shakes his head. ] Partners can't be stolen, silly boys, if there is a lack of loyalty then they were never truly loved.

But I guess there is nothing else to do. Don't worry Chongyun, I don't intend to scratch anyone. I'm just going to find the opportunity to bite Hanz. [ So says the sensible and sane Xingqiu. ]

I'm not worried. You're extremely capable and it's a catboy cafe. We've been through situations much more harrowing before.

[ As for biting Hanz ... he shouldn't encourage it, so he won't, but he doesn't tell Xingqiu not to do it. The man has put him in the cage three times, given him a public spanking when he first started, and made him do cuteness training twice. If Xingqiu can manage to sink some teeth into him it's deserved.

Finally, Chongyun smiles again. ]

It's unexpected, but I'm grateful to spend time with you. Even if it's here.

[ He reaches out to link their hands. If there's one benefit to the cafe, it's that all the boys tend to act very affectionately with each other on the floor. They don't stand out heading out to the tables with their fingers twined when some of the other boys are outright climbing on top of each other, gently nyaaa-ing or pretending to purr. The customers clap, delighted, some snapping photos on their smartphones.

The design is much like a real cat cafe: couches, shaggy rugs, large cat trees, mouse-shaped toys, drinking bowls, and other various kitten delights. But unlike a cat cafe, the "cats" are quickly bustling to entertain while also delivering dishes of decadent food to the tables. Despite how ridiculous the place is, the baked treats are second to none. Puffy croissants of all flavors, thick pancakes, biscuits, cookies, little pies, and slices of artisanal bread all float by on silver trays.

Hanz works behind the front counter, keeping his eyes peeled on the boys in between running the numbers for current sales. He doesn't just keep the boys in line, after all—he's also the bouncer in case any of the customers get handsy. PG13 means PG13, ya creeps.

Running through the day's menu is quick work. He also shows Xingqiu Mittens' tables and his usual playing area, which is right beside his own. They both already have delighted customers waiting; Chongyun explains to Mittens' regulars that Mittens isn't feeling well, but that their new friend Marigold will be filling in. The pairs of girls at Mittens' two tables nod, wish him well, and giggle, delighted at Xingqiu. He's different from Mittens ... but they're not mad about it. Much prettier, more dignified, like a regal Siamese cat. Or maybe a distinguished tuxedo cat. ]

Let me know if you need help, okay?

[ There is no need to point out the obvious; the only danger to be found in the catboy cafe is that of humiliation something that Xingqiu plans to entirely avoid. Although having a look down at himself, specifically at the outfit he is now wearing, perhaps this is the initial step in a regime of humility.

Noted is the fact that his friend doesn't even attempt to make any allusions to his plans but he doesn't take silence as approval. However, there is an implication in words spoken which from the young master's perspective means that any recourse taken against Hanz would be entirely justified. Besides, if he is to act like a feline then in that case he is allowed to be let his whims guide his actions.

He almost sighs, not too long ago he had said he had given up the feline life and yet he is here. A smile however is enough to brighten his own expression. ]

You know if the backdoor is open we could walk out... like cats.

[ Perhaps that is not one of his most clever plans but it was worth mentioning it despite the comprehension that ditching this shift would only cause trouble for Chongyun. There is also the possibility things may not go well for him since he is here as a representative of his faction's leader pleading for forgiveness. If he had wanted to escape responsibility he wouldn't have set out on this apology tour to begin with, he wouldn't have meticulously unwrapped the offerings to better select which businesses would receive what and he certainly wouldn't have gone through all the trouble helping out. It had been displeasing to put it lightly.

Chongyun taking his hand only cements the fact he won't leave, no, his friend may as well have handcuffed them together. Led by him he finds himself on the floor where the true horror begins. Give him two seconds to stare. Can't they just climb poles in minimal garments instead?

There is no hint of helplessness to be found in his expression, even knowing this is a sink or swim situation. The grim sentiment that cannot be brightened by snacks so near nor the sweet aroma of baked goods in the air. For the most part, he lets Chongyun do the talking, explaining the situation to the clients, he knows his turn will come, and like always it's a performance. But he isn't ready for a role of a cat. He is much too formal, far too polite for the part. The only good point is he doesn't faint nor have trouble carrying any trays ladened with desserts and drinks.

As for Mittens' play area, it would be entirely neglected. He almost feels some form of second-hand embarrassment watching other young men play the part in earnest but he doesn't have much time to observe really. He certainly won't focus any attention on his friend... ]

[ ... but Chongyun can't help glancing over at Xingqiu from time to time. Blue eyes flick quickly in an attempt for some subtlety, or he watches the other boy from the corner of his eye. It isn't to make sure he's doing his job or to even make sure he's keeping it together—he's just very aware of Xingqiu, and that sailor suit.

But it's fine. Chongyun's customers come specifically to get ignored; he turns and walks away whenever they try to pspspspspspspsp him over, and then giggle with delight when he pays them absolutely no attention whatsoever. He does his job with a certain grace, carrying trays of food and taking orders while keeping up the aloof act. Despite employees being allowed to have as many treats as they want, he doesn't dare indulge, as usual, because of that "eating from a bowl on the floor" rule. Three boys are already eating snacks from a bowl now, meowing and purring like real cats. They even go so far as to nuzzle and fall asleep in a pile.

When Hanz notices that Mittens' play area has been abandoned, he gasps and immediately walks over to the other boy. Chongyun pauses to watch the interaction between his friend and his pesky manager, a crease deepening between his brows. If anyone's aware of how demanding Hanz can be, it's him.

The exorcist pretends to scrub an already clean table, eavesdropping in as Hanz explains in his thick accent to Xingqiu: You must behave like a cat! Like a cat! Go drink from the bowl of water on the floor!

He points to Mittens' play area with that last demand, eyes blazing. Not cat-like enough!! Not early enough!!! Chongyun resists the urge to sigh and pinch the bridge of his nose at the manager. ]

[ If anything Xingqiu has been entirely polite if distant with every single client that landed at one of Mittens' two tables. He provided them only the required attention to get an idea of what their orders were and nothing more. There was no way he would be sitting on anyone's lap or eating out of their hands or having any interaction with the cat toys they attempted to get his attention with. Look they could throw as many stuffed mice as they wanted to even with some hitting his face but he wasn't going to budge.

There is a difference between humility and humiliation.

So perhaps he is leaving plenty of unsatisfied customers in his wake who were more interested in petting young boys than actually partaking in any of the sweet treats and drinks offered at the cafe. Well too bad. This is just one step away from prostitution, isn't it? Even his first occupation within this city wasn't as demeaning.

The next toy that flies at his face he catches with his hand. No, he isn't giving it back but it's then he notes an unhappy manager heading his way. He doesn't budge, where would he run off to? Right, the front is there unlocked for anyone to go in and out of but instead, he lowers his gaze appearing demure as Hanz makes his way towards him and begins to berate him. Slowly he brings an arm around himself, it's not hard to appear discontent and anxious the whole atmosphere is uncomfortable. Well, it's time to pull a Mittens. He pretends to faint.

Not wanting a catboy to fall to the floor naturally Hanz catches Xingqiu. A few light slaps across Xingqiu's face are an attempt to reanimate the boy and that's when Xingqiu takes his opportunity to sink his teeth into the man's meaty fingers.

Unfortunately, a recovered Mittens chooses to make his appearance in that very instance, and seeing a grown muscular man yelling as he attempts to shake off Xingqiu is enough to cause enough panic. A loud gasp is heard and soon the boy falls unconscious once more. The gasp is noted by everyone which brings a momentary to Xingqiu's shenanigans. Hanz isn't having any more of this and in anger grasps the back of Xingqiu's sailor shirt. There is only one option for Xingqiu. He straightens his arms up and slips out of the garment. Freedom! Victory! And wait a minute. He is going to cover his chest before he makes a beeline for the exit only another catboy faints landing across his path. Practically tripping over the prone form he almost falls flat on his face but a few running steps and he manages to catch him only to be caught by a very angry man with a vein practically popping on his forehead.

Well, he is doomed. ]

[ Chongyun can hardly believe what he's just witnessed.

With no time to intercede, either. Everything happens so quickly from the moment Xingqiu "faints", comes back to life to do just as promised and bite the burly manager, for Mittens to make a second comeback and immediately lose it by falling to the floor. Xingqiu's attempt at freedom that results in him chest-flashing the customers, route obscured by the fainting Ticklewhiskers, before he falls back into Hanz's hands.

The customers, for their part, are absolutely delighted. They munch on their pastries and watch with rapt attention. Some cats are just naughty boys and it's been a while since there's been one so outrageous. Chongyun had been "bad" at first but not in the same outwardly chaotic way; he had been more like a cat that hissed and curled in the back of its cage. Xingqiu, on the other hand, is a feral animal tearing up the silk curtains.

Chongyun tries to rush over but ends up knocked back by another fainting catboy. Dandelion swoons right into his arms when he reaches out to try to grab Xingqiu from Hanz before the manager can do what he knows is coming—

—with righteous catman indignation, Hanz throws Xingqiu over his knee and spanks his bottom like one might discipline a toddler throwing a tantrum. ]

[ There wasn't much to be done when the whole scene unfolded in less than a minute and the only one to truly suffer is probably Mittens. At least, Ticklewhiskers had managed to land on some cushions which is not the case for the blond catboy. Even Dandelion was caught in the exorcist's arms.

Xingqiu doesn't even need to have a look around, from sound alone he can pick up on all the chaos his stunt caused. Of course, he had assumed that once he regained his balance he could keep on going but he hadn't imagined the large cumbersome looking man could move so fast that he would manage to catch up. Caught in Hanz's grip it takes him a second to recall one particular rule and his own skepticism after reading it. No way! But once over a thick knee the man's palm hits his bottom and the reality of the situation sets in.

That immediately leads to a struggle. He won't take this punishment willingly, which means he is thrashing about. It doesn't wound him physically but something else hurts inside. It's so embarrassing and his own actions don't help. No, clawing at Hanz's leg doesn't bring this to an end sooner nor does sinking in teeth. That goes about as well as the first time he tried that.

A man can only tolerate an unruly catboy for so long, yet the message must sink in. Of course, it does help that there is a captivated audience but after a couple of extra spanks, Xingqiu would be dropped into the cage. There is no chance of escape as the door is shut in his face. Not breaking eye contact as if to make a point, Hanz secures a lock on the door.

It seems he may have completely enraged the manager which is why Xingqiu doesn't even ask for his shirt. ]

[ Chongyun can only watch on in horror as Hanz's hand comes down on Xingqiu's bottom for several disciplining swats. Another catboy faints at the show, a brunette boy named Socks swooning onto one of the couches with a hand pressed to his clammy forehead. Dandelion remains dead in the exorcist's arms until Chongyun tosses him aside on another couch, Ticklewhiskers is sprawled out on some floor cushions, and poor Mittens is flat on the floor in the back doorway.

After a few spankings, Hanz tosses his dear friend into the large cage meant for bad cats and locks the door. Frustrated, that's when the manager stomps off to retrieve Mittens from the ground and soothe the customers who, honestly, seemed to have enjoy the show.

Once Hanz is thoroughly distracted with trying to figure out what to do with four unconscious catboys, Chongyun sneaks over to the cage and crouches beside it so the man can't see him checking on Xingqiu.

He had snatched his friend's shirt from the ground before coming over. Quietly, he sneaks it in through the bars of the cage. ]

Are you okay?

[ Landing on his back on a cozy kitten bed, Xingqiu doesn't make any immediate moves. Waiting while he listens to the manager's fading steps, once he is certain there is adequate distance he cautiously sits up. Taking visual reference to where Hanz has gone off to Xingqiu can see all the casualties that came with the scene he caused; Mittens recovered from the floor, a short brunette across a couch, another catboy strewn over some cushions... What a sad sight.

Yet there is no mustering any sympathy for any of these boys; not now when his face feels hotter than a flame. He brings his palms against his cheeks in hopes to cool the heat but it does nothing to alleviate embarrassment. In this very instance, more than ever he doesn't want anyone's attention. He can only hope no one is looking at him but not all wishes can be granted.

Taking in a deep breath, he tries all he can to compose himself. Xingqiu attempts to lessen the degree to which discomfort affects him, grabbing a cushion he wraps his arms around it and closes his eyes. Now, what's that thing he hears Chongyun say sometimes. Deep breaths?

Hearing his friend so near his eyes flutter open. Won't he get in trouble for being near? ]

I'll live.

[ His voice sounds even, casual even which is a complete antithesis to his disheveled and flustered appearance. ]

You know I didn't notice before but it's actually cold here.

[ There are some things Chongyun never expected to see in his lifetime. Xingqiu getting spanked by a buff catman? Definitely on that list. So unexpected, actually, it probably didn't even make the list. It's on the list of things that should be on the list but seem so impossible that they aren't. Unthought of. Too chaotic to be real.

He's still stunned ... but first thing's first. Staying hidden and checking on his friend. So, Chongyun steals furtive glances toward where Hanz's hulking figure looms in the distance as he tries to manage the damage of the chaos done. ]

Here. Take it.

[ His shirt, his shirt!! Hide those boy nipples! As much as the customers would love for Xingqiu to stay shirtless in the naughty cat cage, Chongyun? Would not. Please. With one last poke, he thrusts the crumpled shirt fully into the cage for his friend to take. ]

I'm sorry ... I should have been watching out for him.

[ After all, he knows how Hanz likes to pick on the new cats. Xingqiu was just a temp sent from Sutoku, not a real employee, but apparently that hadn't mattered to the man. Cats have to be cats. ]

[ Caution had been taken by his dear friend to reveal every single rule of the catboy cafe to him earlier. There was a warning of consequences. There is truly no excuse for him to have landed so swiftly in confinement. Yet Xingqiu is trapped within a cage meant for naughty kittens. Almost dazed he stretches his hand out to take the shirt but sluggish action means it is tossed past the bars in his direction. The garment lands close.

Much like Chongyun, for Xingqiu this was never within the reach of possibility. Had he been too confident, perhaps to the point of arrogance in believing he could safely make his exit? It had been thoughtless of him, after all, there would be repercussions even if he wasn't on the receiving end of any punishments.

This is the result of his actions therefore he would take responsibility. He waves Chongyun's apology off, there is no need when he caused his own downfall.

Of course, right about now he should probably redress himself. Aside from regaining modesty, a half-nude catbot does garner attention. Some patrons politely pretend not to take an interest, others openly gawk in their direction. Some are bolder and willing to snap up photographs while the manager is occupied with Mittens. And it is true, it is cold as Xingqiu mentioned so those rosy little nubs that Chongyun wants him to hide are pert. ]

He'll let me out of here eventually.

[ That's the assumption anyway, lazily he reaches for the shirt which he pulls over his head hardly taking note he put it on backward. Unsure of what else to do with himself, a survey of the cage shows very little for him to do unless he was an actual cat. He ends up drawing his knees close and wrapping an arm around them. ]

I'll be fine. Don't let him catch you near.

[ Chongyun shoots an angry glare at the people snapping pics. He can't outright tell them to cut it out given that the customers are allowed to take pictures, and he doesn't want to attract Hanz's attention again, so all he can do is stare until a few of them lower their phones. Some don't though. A naughty cat in the punishment cage is too good to pass up after all that hub bub.

At least he put his shirt back on. Even if it's backwards.

Turning his attention back to Xingqiu, Chongyun's fingers curl over the bars of the cage. He doesn't want to leave his friend alone after all of that. Failed escape attempt, a public spanking, and then naughty jail ... it's a lot. ]

Hey. At least you bit him.

[ A boon in the middle of the chaos, right? Maybe he'll get a scar from Xingqiu's teeth. Chongyun can only hope—after all, after today, Xingqiu gets to leave. He's still stuck with Hanz and his dictatorship while he's working here. ]

He was really surprised. No one's done that before.

[ Hanz, for his part, is still thoroughly distracted by dealing with all these unconscious boys. None of them have woken up yet even after the man slapped their cheeks and splashed water on their faces. Dead to the world, the sad lot of them. ]

[ In all the chaos, in the rush of adrenaline, and the slow descent from that climactic moment Xingqiu had almost entirely forgotten what initially brought him here. Chongyun's words serve as a reminder of how deeply he sank teeth in, there was a taste of blood where he hadn't meant to cause much damage but Hanz's attempts to dislodge him only made the situation worse. His cuspids broke skin, surely there would be a mark an ever-present reminder of this day.

Not that Xingqiu can truly call this a victory. He is locked away in a cage that even he notes he cannot escape until Hanz sees it fit that he is allowed free. It is tempting to ask Chongyun if shedding tears would see him out quicker but despite everything, he is still a prideful creature.

Even if it is to his benefit he won't put on a performance of change. He will just sulk in his bad kitty cage. ]

No one has? It's hard to believe that he hasn't been bitten before.

[ Again he searches out the manager with his gaze but the man is quite occupied with all those unconscious catboys. Hm. So what does that mean for the cafe at the moment when most of the staff is out cold? Looking at Chongyun once more there is a perplexed expression crossing his features. ]

I think I'm going to have to apologize to you. I sense he isn't the sort willing to temporarily shut down due to staff shortage.

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