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Nightclub at Daytime Chapter 35
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Chapter 35
On Tuesday evening Fuji prepared his camera and put it behind the bar. When the guests came in he asked them for permission to photograph them. He explained what it would be used for and that nobody would be able to recognize them on the photos. If they wanted they could see the folder before it would be given to anybody else. Everybody agreed. Sengoku, Kajimoto and Shiraishi said they wouldn't even mind modeling in the photos. It would only make them look better. Surely it would make the club more popular.
When Fuji had permission from everybody he grabbed his camera and started to make photos. It was good he checked the angles before, because it was hard to get good photos where nobody would be recognizable, except the ones who gave permission. There were people everywhere.
But Fuji was a good photographer. He managed to get a few good shots that perfectly showed that people were having fun and that the atmosphere was friendly and calm. The photos showed how relaxed everybody was. Especially for the folder Eiji and Gakuto gave a little show that evening. They held a small dancing competition that Fuji photographed. He showed the two redheads the photos afterwards.
'Amazing,' said Gakuto. 'You should give some of those to me. I want them, so when I'm all old and wrinkled I will remember this.'
'Sure,' answered Fuji. 'I'll make sure you both get some photos. He walked to the bar with the camera to put it away again and talk to the guests, but then he saw Tezuka helping some people. Normally Fuji worked behind the bar on Tuesday, but Tezuka specially came to work today, because Fuji would be busy. Fuji couldn't stop himself. He clicked. Tezuka looked up when he heard the sound of the shutter.
'Did you make a picture of me?' asked Tezuka.
'Yes,' answered Fuji, grinning widely.
'That is not going into the folder, stated Tezuka.
'Why not?' asked Fuji. 'I'm sure it will attract a lot of people. They will all wonder who that handsome bartender is.'
Nioh lput his hand on Fuji's shoulder. 'Are you sure you want that. They will all start flirting with him then. Maybe Tezuka will find the love of his life and what about you then?'
Fuji hit Nioh on top of his head. He didn't hit hard, but he showed that he wasn't worrying about that at all and that he should stop making such stupid jokes.
'So it is true that Fuji secretly likes Tezuka-san, but doesn't dare to admit it?' asked Yanagi. 'If that is the case you owe me a drink, Fuji.'
'I told you, both of you, already that that is not true. I know I'm very interesting, but please try to find something else to enjoy yourself with. Something that is not my love life.'
'But I can't think of anything more interesting than you,' Nioh flirted. It was obviously a joke. Fuji could see that in his eyes.
'I know,' answered Fuji. 'I'm very sorry that I can't be the love of your life and that now your heart will be empty, dark and cold forever. But I'm sure you will get over it one day.' He patted Nioh's head before he put his camera behind the bar and walked towards Sengoku's table with a happy smile. Yes, he loved this place.