Chapter 4 Not Interested

At around 9 PM, and with the cafe about to close, it appeared deserted except for Hana, who was seen dozing off in exhaustion. Despite a day filled with a flood of customers, mostly high school teenagers, seeking drinks and watching Urahara at the adult-oriented bar.

The door creaked open, but Hana, already asleep, remained undisturbed. The newcomer, a man, dropped onto a barstool, paying no attention to Hana.

"It seems you've arrived," someone who had just exited remarked.

"Where's Hana?" he inquired.

Jun, the man, pointed towards the sleeping Hana with an indifferent expression. Urahara glanced in that direction and chuckled softly at Hana, who was dozing in her seated position.

"Why do you employ a girl like her? Just fire her if all she does is sleep," Jun commented after taking a sip of the drink handed to him by his friend.

"Let it be, maybe she's tired. She worked really well today," Urahara replied, unfazed.

After Urahara poured a second glass for Jun, he asked his friend to enjoy it alone while he went to handle something in his office. Jun sighed softly and sipped his drink without interruption.

Slowly, Hana began to awaken, surprised to find herself still in the cafe. Patting her forehead softly, she got up and hurriedly prepared to leave. Before doing so, she wanted to apologize to Urahara for her impolite behavior. However, her attention was drawn to a man who had laid his head on the bar table.

"Who is he?" Hana wondered.

Gently, she tried to wake him, realizing he wasn't Urahara. Determined to prevent him from getting too tired, she shook him, but there was no response, raising Hana's fear that something might be wrong.

After receiving a gentle shake from Hana, the man finally woke up. Seeing his face and feeling his gaze, Hana frowned, regretting worrying about a man she strongly disliked.

Just as Hana attempted to leave, Jun immediately grabbed her arm and hugged her tightly. Hana, trying to free herself, only made Jun tighten his embrace.

"Let me go, you foolish man. I won't allow myself to be hugged by someone like you," Hana protested.

"Please, just this once, let me hug you, miss," he replied hoarsely.

"Miss?" Hana muttered quietly.

For a moment, Hana fell silent, hearing the sobbing voice of the man hugging her. His earlier hoarse voice made her stop resisting, and gradually, Jun loosened his embrace, then collapsed, exhausted.

"Heyy..."

In panic, Hana tried to call Urahara, who was still in his office. As soon as Urahara emerged, he assessed Jun's condition. There was no need to worry; Jun had passed out from excessive alcohol consumption. The relief washed over Hana, realizing that the man's strange behavior was simply due to drunkenness.

"I have to take him home. I'll drop you off too. It's late, and it's not safe for a girl to go home alone," Urahara suggested, attempting to lift Jun.

Reluctantly agreeing, Hana changed into fresh clothes and grabbed her bag. Moments later, Urahara instructed her to help him carry Jun into his car.

Once again, she found herself reluctantly doing so, holding Jun's hand as she sat close to the man she despised throughout the journey to Jun's house.

During the ride, Hana, seated in the back next to Jun, had to turn away in annoyance. Jun, regaining consciousness, caught the attention of Hana and Urahara, but a minute later, he woke only to vomit before losing consciousness again.

Hana, disgusted by Jun's vomit, covered her nose while secretly wishing she could confront him if Urahara wasn't present.

"Leaving marks in my car again," Urahara grumbled when they arrived at Jun's house.

Upon reaching Jun's house, Hana once more assisted Urahara in getting him inside. The impressive mansion and spacious yard briefly left Hana in awe. Suddenly, someone unfamiliar appeared and took over Hana's position.

"Enough, I'll take it from here and bring him inside," said the man, Jun's personal secretary.

"Alright then, I'll head home, Katakura," Urahara replied, acknowledging the secretary's firm nod.

Now it was time for Hana to head home. During the journey, Urahara remained mostly silent, focusing on driving and creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.

"Oh, Hana, I noticed you don't like Jun. Has he ever annoyed you?" Urahara finally spoke.

"Not just annoyed, I even want to pull that cool act of his... oops, sorry, slipped out."

"Hahaha, I had a feeling. Just so you know, Jun and I have been friends since childhood. There's nothing I don't know about him, and about his seemingly cold demeanor, he's not really like that."

"Well, sir, I think I should get off here. Sorry, but I'm not that interested in him. Thank you for the ride."

As Hana exited Urahara's car, she quickly ran across the road when the traffic light turned green.

Inside the car, Urahara remained silent, glaring as he caught a whiff of an unpleasant odor. He cursed Jun for tarnishing his newly washed car that morning.