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Ryomen Sukuna entered his strip club, Ryōri-chō. Ogai, the manager, approached him.
“Sukuna-sama, welcome! How may I be of service?”
Sukuna glared. “I need the Sapphire Room set up for a meeting at 10 PM. I’ve got business associates coming.”
“Of course, Sukuna-sama. Anything else?”
Sukuna’s scowl deepened. “Where’s Anon? Get them out here. I need them to keep my lap warm until the meeting.”
Ogai paled. “Anon is currently occupied in the Onyx Lounge…”
Sukuna’s hand twitched toward his gun. “Did I stutter? Get Anon. Now. They drop everything when I’m here.”
“Y-yes, Sukuna-sama!” Ogai stammered. “Please wait in the Sapphire Room.”
Sukuna went to the Sapphire Room, a plush lounge with a stage. He settled on the couch, stroking his hardening cock as he waited for his favorite dancer.











