I stood there, jaw practically on the fucking floor, taking in the absolute chaos around me. My sister and I were smack in the middle of a group of gyaru girls and guys, all looking like they were born for this shit. Meanwhile, we were still rocking our boring-ass school uniforms, standing out like two clueless dumbasses.
"Bruh, what the actual fuck am I looking at?" I thought, trying to process this fever dream. It felt like we had just stumbled into some alternate dimension. The setup was insane—my sister and the gyaru girls sat across from us guys, drinks and snacks laid out like some kind of sketchy-ass speed dating event.
Gyaru Blonde was rocking a tight dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, Gyaru Teal had on shorts so fucking tiny they might as well have been underwear, and Gyaru Pink? She had a skintight top on that made sure everyone in the damn room knew exactly what she was packing. The guys? Yeah, they were staring like thirsty motherfuckers. And honestly? I couldn't blame them.
The whole thing had a "let's just vibe and see where this goes" energy—flirting, drinking, playing games, the whole deal. Apparently, these meetups were totally normal, usually happening in bars or restaurants, just a casual way for people to hook up or whatever.
But how the actual fuck did my sister and I end up here? We were the only ones still looking like we just walked out of a goddamn math test. I glanced at her, praying she had some kind of explanation.
"Sis… what the fuck is happening?" I asked, already regretting everything.
She just blinked at me, looking as brain-fried as I felt. Turns out, she had just woken up from some isekai-level nap and had no fucking clue how we even got here. Her gyaru friends had dragged us into this mess, and apparently, this was just another casual Friday night for them.
At first, it wasn't too bad. We introduced ourselves, made small talk, even sang a little. It was awkward as hell, but manageable.
Then the main event happened—The King's Game.
Now, I had no fucking idea what this was, but apparently, it was some party game where the king picks pairs, and boom—you're stuck together. My sister and I had zero context for how this shit worked.
The gyaru girls went first—Blonde, Teal, and Pink all got paired up with random guys. Harmless enough.
Then my turn came.
And BOOM. I got matched with my fucking sister.
WHAT IN THE SWEET HOME ALABAMA BULLSHIT IS THIS?!
I turned to her. She turned to me. Both of us looked like we just got hit by a fucking truck.
Meanwhile, Gyaru Blonde was already tongue-deep in her match, Teal was getting all touchy-feely, and Pink? She was laughing and flirting like this was just another Tuesday.
And here we were. Trapped in this absolute dumpster fire.
What happens next? No goddamn clue. But something told me this night was about to get way more fucked up.
(Stay tuned… because shit's about to go off the rails.)