Here she was again; on her back with some random guy flailing around on
top of her. It always ended like this. It would start out as a date, but they
both knew where it would inevitably lead so there was always the
uncomfortable silence looming about them.

It would start with an awkward meeting, then a dinner consisting of cheap
ramen or curry, and it would end in a dark hotel room that would be rented
for an hour. Some insisted that they just go into a bathroom or find an
abandoned area of a park, but she refused; she still had some dignity.

'This one paid for the whole night,' she thought to herself, 'he must be expecting a lot.'

It was not as if Kagami planned for things to work out like this; she just let it
spiral out of her control. It was the same with every guy. They would ask her
out and when it came to the part where they would ask, sometimes more
persistently then others, she was not quite sure how to say no.

She looked around the room; trying desperately to distract herself until it was over.
The mirrors on the ceiling reflected the nightmare back to her and she quickly decided to
focus on other aspects of the room; the fake plastic flowers in a dirty glass vase, the
desk chair with the stuffing coming out of the cushioned backing, her uniform folded
neatly on said desk.

'At least I have some respect for my clothes.'

Her gaze finally settled upon the window. The light drizzle shimmered in the pale
streetlight that reflected off each liquid diamond. She watched as the number of
crystals slowly grew; leaving sparkling patterns and trails in their wake. The
spectacle was enhanced by the reciprocating motion which did not allow her to
focus on one drop for an extended amount of time. Kagami was so enthralled by
this that she did not even catch what he had said.

"Can I cum inside?" he repeated.

"No," she answered with a hint of frustration, "I'm not using anything."

"Then where?"

"I don't care," she told him; her mind elsewhere. She had begun to no longer care
about things such as this.

'At least he asked,' she thought to herself just as she felt a warm sensation hit her
stomach. It was not as bad as the first time it happened, but she still had hopes of
not allowing herself to become accustomed with this feeling.

Almost instantly, he was up and putting on his clothes.

"You're leaving? You paid for the whole night."

"Well, yeah. I accidentally pushed the wrong button. I have to be home soon or my
parents will wonder. Thanks for the…uh…ride."

Kagami watched him leave. It almost upset her, it almost made her want to cry that none
of them ever wanted anything more. Almost. She had learned to control these emotions.
She reached over to grab some tissues off of the bedside table so she could clean herself off.

'Ugh, It's yellow,' she thought to herself, gagging at the sight. She had to be more careful.
Her phone started to vibrate from where it rested on the desktop. She went over and picked it up.

'Unknown number,' she read as she opened it.

"Hello."

"Hello…is this Hiiragi?"

"Yeah, who's askin'?"

"I…uh…I found your number on the wall of the guys' restroom at school and I
was…uh…wondering how much you charge."

'A restroom wall; so that's where all the guys were getting my number,' she thought.
Kagami had never charged before, that was a foreign concept. 'I guess if I'm gonna do this
I may as well be making some cash.' She glanced out the window at a blonde and a guy
carrying a guitar case leaving the bar across the street. That blonde looked familiar.
Something about the bow, but she could not place it.

"Hello? Are you still there?"

"Bring eleven thousand yen," she said returning to the conversation.

"That's pretty high isn't it?"

"That's what I'm worth! Do you want me or not!" she refused to compromise with this.
She was willing to sell herself; shouldn't she be the one to set the price?

"Ok, ok," he said, slowly trying to rebuild the dam.

She told him the name of the hotel where she was, "…room 203. Bring condoms," she added
as an afterthought.

"How many?"

"How many do you plan to use?" she almost yelled again, "bring however many you want," she
griped before clicking the phone closed.

It was done; she had finally sold her body and her soul it seemed like, and there was no turning
back or leaving now. Kagami walked to the bathroom. She bent over to throw up the cheap
noodles before turning the shower on as hot as it could go.

She stepped in and screamed.