A pair where exchanging blows. One a yakuza leader (a young one at that) and a guard.

Fuyuhiko and people were their names.

They both stopped panting and grinned satisfied.

"You've improved young master" Peko said, smiling proudly.

"Tch" "Of course" Fuyuhiko said smirking.

"So what's my reward for lasting longer this time?"

Peko was silent as she bent slightly and kissed him on the lips.

Fuyuhiko was flustered and red.

He didn't get a chance to protest as Peko picked him up bridal style.

"Let's go have a lunch date after master" "But first we need to take a shower"

Fuyuhiko stuttered. "W-Wait what?!"

"What's the matter?" Peko asked, her red eyes intently fixated on his own.

"This isn't the first time" "yet you're still so shy" peko said in a teasing matter.

Fuyuhiko glared playfully. "Whatever!" "Do what you fucking want" "I-I don't care!"

"Sure!" Peko chirped happily.