Chapter 33

The next night, Yuu asked Sanjiro for a kiss. Sanjiro agreed in a daze. It was his first kiss. He was swept away in bliss to be kissed by such a beautiful patron. Yuu’s kiss was confident, and he took Sanjiro apart easily as he held him in his arms. Sanjiro didn’t know what to make of being kissed by a man, but he was doing it for the money, and it wasn’t unpleasant—each night of work with this man paid off sizable chunks of his family debt. He was lucky that he worked in a well-established teahouse where he was safe and supported.

“How do you like kissing me?” Yuu asked.

“What a forward question,” Sanjiro replied. “I— I’ve never kissed…I don’t know how to compare it.”

“It’s alright to be honest about these things with me, Sanjiro.”

Sanjiro stuttered with embarrassment but still allowed Yuu to tease him onto his back on the zabutons and slide a hand under his kim