She parked the bike in front of the driveway and knocked on the door. An old man came out and brought her payment plus tip. Munificent of him to tip a young wife who's trying her best to support her family. The clock said it was already 12:30 in the morning and the last shift ends at 01:00 - just thirty minutes left to park the bike back on the store's parking lot and then head back home. In amidst the silence, her bright smile and cheerful attitude shine brightly. She put a lot of effort into her job to sustain her life with Mei, and she will do anything to make her little sister smile. On the way back, the dead road gives her a spine-chilling vibe - no life, dim lights, and no cars. Police siren heard from afar, thieves broke into someone's house, and dogs barking are usual commune in this neighborhood. It's not that spine-chilling when she looked at some of the brothels still opened their door for late visitors that need a late night prescription for pleasure. The overpowering smell of cheap perfume, human fluids, and cigarettes burning makes her third week's shift of delivering pizza even worse than the last two weeks. The sound of a female moaning, silent squeals for pleasure began to surround the air like none other as men began to have their way with their favorite prostitute. She should've known that this neighborhood once served a haven for prostitutes and all the kinks known to human beings.

Who on earth would live amongst prostitutes and their otherworldly kink? Still, a job's a job. Whether she likes it or not, Yuzu had to do it. The Lo-Fi Hip Hop music dragged her deeper into her sub-conscious of her mind, telling her only to focus on the road and not anything else. But, her mind tells her otherwise. The brothels decorated the whole city row like shelves of books. Some are empty, some are still having their guests, some are abandoned and decayed by time. Maybe the old man was an owner of one of these brothels, or maybe he's just unlucky to live amongst moans, squeals, and jaw-dropping actions, covered in a satin curtain, only showing its shadow as two or more people began to surround their fleshy pleasure machine. Sheer disgust overwhelmed her face and she had nothing to do but move on and continue the journey. Spending too much time thinking about the brothel makes her uneasy.

Late night deliveries have never been this unique. The Lo-Fi Hip Hop music makes her deliveries much more relaxing than any other songs. Street lightings pierced the dark subtle enough to show Yuzu her way back home. The old bike she uses to get pizza around town finally parked at the back of the store as she closes down the back door and put off the lights, ending today's shift. Lo-Fi Hip Hop isn't her favorite music genre, but there was a time when the top 40 mainstream music was not enough for her to enjoy the late night deliveries, there was also a time when rock music began to fade and doesn't seem right for any late night deliveries she did two weeks ago. She might have lost her way in the Lo-Fi, but sure it brings her back on track. The last late night bus ended its shift fifteen minutes ago. Although her pocket money is more than enough to take a bus, she keeps on walking. The star is shining, the moon radiates its beauty, and there was no one on the pavement, no cars with their loud honks, and the city where she lived with Mei today, was never as quiet as tonight's shift. There was just a cluster of stars, the moon, trees decorating the sidewalk, and a huge road for herself - without a single car to harm her existence. It's already 1:45 in the morning. Yuzu does not want it to end this just yet. It is one of the rare times when you sick of your life cycle and one of these nights happened to visit you for a silent, late night chat. The Infamous Late, Late Show with the Wind, Earth, and Nature - with Yuzu as the tonight's guest.

The clock said it's 02:15 in the morning. Mei was worried if Yuzu had lost her way back home. In the blanket of darkness and dim-lighted street lightings, Mei awaits her beloved leaning on the windowsill. Coffee pouring in the coffee machine and the sound of the cicadas on the tree canopy makes everything calmer than ever. Living with her sister never been this lonely. She grabbed a book and began to read three pages of the introductory part to pass the time as she waits for Yuzu. As she puts on her glasses, the door creaks.

"Yuzu," Mei stood up. "I was worried if you'd never make it back."

She hugged. "Well, the shift's pretty rough tonight," Yuzu kissed her beloved. "Are you trying to have some coffee without me?"

"I was just finished brewing it when you opened the door, Yuzu." Mei smiled and grabbed two cups from the counter.

"How's your work, Mei?" Yuzu asked, sitting down on the other side of the windowsill.

"It has been stressful, so far. I have a lot of documents that needed my sign and a lot of things as well," Mei said. "So, how's your delivery job?"

"Umm... Honestly... I got the last delivery on time..." Yuzu said, unsure.

"And then?" Mei asked, sipping her cup of coffee.

"Well, I was delivering a pizza to an elderly man somewhere near the Red Light District."

Mei widened her eyes and raised an eyebrow. "That's unusual."

"A job is still a job, you know," Yuzu said, throwing herself to the couch as the coffee cooling down. "Goes well with my personal top ten anime plot twists."