2026-06-04 The Secret Life of Ryuji Sakamoto

• Cutscene: The Secret Life of Ryuji Sakamoto
• Cast: Ryuji Sakamoto
• Where: Akihabara, Tokyo
• OOC Date: 2026-06-04
• IC Date: ???
• Summary: Ryuji secretly works at a Butler cafe. He's popular but it's a curse.

The crowd is packed into Le Chat Marron...Satoshi is working today. The butler is one of the more popular employees at the cafe. The butler walks with a slight limp, reportedly due to a war injury. No one asks what war it was and when they do, Satoshi remarks something about manners. Satoshi wears a neutral expression under his pretty brown hair, carrying a tray to one of the bustling tables calling for his attention. When he hears his name, the butler sighs, prompting giggling from customers who love his aloofness. He was just SO COOL.

 "Satoshi-san. More of your special blend!" One girl calls from a table to his left.

 Satoshi forces a slight smile. "Y,yes, madame. I will have some more for you shortly." His voice even, cool when there isn't a hint of nervousness. Satoshi had this mystery to him. As if he was hiding some dark secrets under that brown hair. One person even claimed that they saw BLONDE hair peaking out from under the styled brown hair. Was Satoshi some kind of yakuza on the run? No, he seemed young but that didn't mean there wasn't something dark about him.

 Satoshi stops at a table and expertly places down the tea cups before pouring each of his customers a cup. "Your order has arrived and I humbly ask if there is anything else I can get for you, madams."

 "Some of the tea cakes, Satoshi-san. Also will you please stay with us for awhile."

 "I would be neglecting my duties, madame. Please accept my humblest apologies." Satoshi's brow twitches as he talks, bowing slightly as he turns on his heel and starts for the back of house. Once out of sight, Satoshi removes his wig in privacy, revealing bleached blonde hair. Satoshi, or as most know him out of costume: Ryuji Sakamoto, sighs before letting out an exasperated noise into his cupped hands.

 After a moment, he leans back on the wall and takes stock of his situation. He has a job that is embarrassing but pays rather well. The old him would've been totally into all these girls calling for him. Maybe the new him didn't mind it. However, he is taken and sure that Ichika might have some issues with this gig. That is if Ichika, Tsubasa, and the Phantoms didn't die laughing first. Likewise, it wasn't HIM these girls were in love with...just some butler persona he put on.

 And truth be told, he could do this job extremely well. It was just a bunch of memorized procedures and being polite. For some money, Ryuji could at least pretend to be that way for awhile. Hell, even when he messed up, there were people who found that charming for reasons that didn't make sense to him.

 After a beat, Ryuji puts the wig back on and begins to head for the kitchen. Just need to make some money for himself and mom. That was the mantra he repeated to himself as he started to mix his tea blend, trying his best to remember what went into it.