Chapter 5
Renji raised a brow, smug. "Relax, I'm just proposing a better deal."
Renji didn't hesitate, slamminh his own black card on the counter next to Me. Riko. "What do you think, old man?" he said coldly, turning to Mr. Riko. "I'll triple the price of whatever he's offering. That's $1,350. A $550 profit for you. You gotta be wise."
Mr. Riko froze, glancing between the premium elite card which he could easily recognize anywhere and the folded up bills from Yuki and then up at Yuki's face and Renji's, who just stood there, amused and unfazed.
Finally, the old man sighed. "Yuki... you can't possibly pay that back. And if my boss finds out I let you go without paying in full I'm done for. My wife's already mad I spent our anniversary money on gacha pulls. I can't lose this job over a game control pad. Let him have it."
Yuki stared, wide-eyed, before scowling and rolling his eyes. With a defeated huff, he dropped the box on the counter and retrieved his $450.
Renji casually reached over, took the controller box, and held it up like a trophy. "Sweet baby," he murmured, admiring it. "She's sexy and beauty at the same time." He turned to Yuki, still grinning. "But seriously, pastry prince, how the hell did you even think of coming here for this thing?"
"Bruh, bro-code! There are something you just don't fight for me for!" Yuki kicked him in the knee, exiting the gadget store. He sighed, his eyes lingering on the $450 in his palms. "Renji, you are just an asshole. I fucking hate you."
"I bet you shouldn't. I had the money so I paid for it. Did you expect I let you get the gaming pad I have been after three seconds I set my eyes on it?"
"But bruh, you have tons of control pad in the dorm and at home. Can't I have that one?" Renji jogged after him, the box tucked under his arm like a prized possession. "Tons of controllers, sure—but none like her. This baby's limited edition, forged from the tears of tech gods. You of all people should know, pastry prince, that when perfection presents itself, you don't hesitate. You devour."
Yuki groaned, stomping down the sidewalk. "You and your poetic bullshit. I devour cupcakes, not my dreams getting crushed."
Renji laughed, catching up to walk beside him. "Hey, look. I know it sucks. But I wasn't gonna pretend I didn't want it just 'cause you saw it first. That's not how the world works."