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Renji Isamu. Male, 29 years old. Bisexual. Number 1 celebrity gay novelist in Japan. 
Handsome, thick wallet, professional, but live in sorrow.

Renji is used to doing one night stands. With mens. With girls. With friends. With whores. For him everything is same. 

In the past, Renji wasn't like that. Deep disappointment has changed him. His father hates him being able to love men too, Renji is separated from Veer and his family from Netherland. He fled ... And then lived alone in Japan. 

In Japan Renji falls in love with Jean. A girl. But, he fell broken again. When he was about to get serious with Haru, a guy, reality had slapped him hard. 
Two failed marriages. Renji doesn't want to live a life of romance and fuck everyone.

However, one day Renji met Ginnan Takahashi. A gigolo. Male prostitutes in a 24 hour bar. They met accidentally. They stare at each other without a plan. And they fell in love with so many stories.

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A POETRY FROM GINNAN TO RENJI:

["I could be anything in the world, but i wanted to be his"]

["I don't believe in magic, but they said 'You will, when you see him"]

["He is a mess, but he is a masterpiece"]

["And how dare the world to take him"] ~ Amsterdam, Midnight.

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GAY NOVELIST

"Hmph, then you don't have to worry about that..." Renji said. His voice suddenly became a little hoarse. Whether true or not, Madam Shin guessed that the man seemed to have just woken up. Good thing it only happened briefly. So that before her imagination went anywhere, Renji cleared his throat and his voice returned to normal. "He's fine here. And I'll make sure he comes back perfectly to you, got it?"

Madam Shin's brow furrowed. Because after the sound of the bed creaking, there was another soft snoring of breath near the phone.

Even this time there was also a low growl.

"Hmm?" said Renji from the other side. His voice is close. And then followed by an annoyed groan.

"Your hand," said the man again. Male voice. Which although not heavy, still made Madam Shin instantly remember someone's face.

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