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A Kazumaji (Kazu/Goromi and Kiryu/Majima) One-Shot!

Summary: 26 year old Kiryu Kazuma is not what they would call "host material" - but he IS hard up for cash, and Stardust pays the bills. Still, with some training, he MIGHT be able to pull it off. Who better than #1 hostess Goromi to show "Kazu" the ropes?

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“We have a few minutes to ourselves,” she said, resting her head in her hands as she looked at him. “How ‘bout we do a dry run date?”

“Don’t know how dry it’ll be,” Kiryu replied, to which Goromi’s eyebrows arched almost clear off her face. Kiryu held up his hands, which were damp and clammy.

“Nerves,” he explained, and Goromi chuckled, seeming amused despite herself.

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Written for the "Fresh" prompt over at the Kamuro Shipping Company Discord Server!

Summary: Majima didn't want a side hustle. He didn't need a side hustle. But when the fringe benefits were this good, how could he refuse? Alternatively, Majima dry humps the golden Kiryu Kazuma statue.

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“Oh my God, it’s hideous,” Yuki breathed, covering her mouth with her hand. She stared at the striking, luminous, gold-plated Kiryu Kazuma statue with quiet horror, shuddered, and then turned to Majima, her eyes pleading. “It’s like 24-carat costumer repellant. I love Kiryu-san, truly. He was a great manager, and a nice man, but this thing is butt ugly and you know it.”

“It is not butt ugly,” Majima replied vehemently, crossing his arms over his chest to stare at the breathtaking spectacle. “It’s not even medium ugly. It just has, uh…niche audience appeal.”

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Written for the "Jobs" prompt over at the Kamuro Shipping Company Discord Server!

Summary: It just figured that on the worst night of Baba Shigeki’s life, he’d run into the most beautiful man in the entire world.

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“You greedy shitheads,” Baba fumed, punching the would-be stabber in the stomach. “It wasn’t enough to take all the money I had left in the world? You had to go and rob an old, defenseless-”

“Who you callin’ old?”

Baba looked up and, there, backlit by the shop’s warm glow, was the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. He held the ringleader captive in his big, burly arms, lifted him over his own head and, with hardly any effort at all, threw him into the street. The thug went airborne before the force of his launch sent him skidding through dirty puddles and into some nearby trash cans like the world’s most painful slip’n’slide.

“Fucccccccck me,” Baba uttered dumbly, his initial angry, irritated air over the getting jumped fading into an embarrassing, breathy plea by the time he’d gotten to the end of his sentence.

“What, like, right now?” Saejima inquired mildly before dropping his shoulder to block the blond hoodlum from getting to the counter. “Kinda have my hands full at the moment.”

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Written for the "Jobs" prompt over at the Kamuro Shipping Company Discord Server!