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Half an hour later, after the party has started, Y/n weaves through the crowd and takes in the activities at the lavish house party—right in the large hall, a band is playing catchy melodies and unusual lyrics to the revelers, and even the mansion could be dancing along. Behind them, of course, hangs a banner with the red, eye-catching words "Saja Boys," which the five of them are singing and dancing to at the same time. Y/n doesn't even have the stamina to climb the stairs, but the five hotties have none of these problems. They look way too good, though, and even sweat wouldn't dare touch their pretty faces. The gray-haired one can't even see through his bangs, but he's definitely attractive.
All five men are actually quite handsome. The one on the far left likes to show off his six-pack and could easily punch Y/n in the face with it. Next to him is the gray-haired guy, whose face is half hidden behind his hair, and right in the middle is the only one with normal black hair, who is also singing along to the song. On the right, however, stand a formal femboy with baby blue hair and a pink-haired guy with the longest hair in the group, side by side, as if they could enter any gender reveal party for free as mascots. But overall, they are like a shining pearl in a sea of boredom, stretching their arms wider to reach the surface. Their voices catch Y/n like two big hands in a long fall where you just can't look away.
"So? Would you like a sip?" Aventurin asks a little mischievously, tapping Y/n on the shoulder and now holding two upside-down, hand-sized diamonds in his hands. These may resemble a French perfume bottle, but they contain the most expensive gin in the world—Bombay Sapphire Revelation. In fact, Aventurin didn't buy as many as one might expect. But you can treat yourself to five a month, after which he shares one with Y/n.
At first, Y/n doesn't really react, as if they are under a spell. However, when tapped again, they turn around and look at Aventurin in surprise, but then laughs instead of answering the question. Was Y/n even listening?
"So, would you like a sip?" Aventurin asks again, but with a hint of confusion this time, whereupon Y/n looks down at his hands and then raises their eyebrows as they look at Aventurin. "So, you want to drink perfume?" Y/n sounds puzzled, which makes the rich man laugh amusedly and shake his head. "Otherwise, I'd have to be on drugs to do that. But no, this is the most expensive gin in the world," explains Aventurin, then presenting the name like a father proud of his own name, "It's just the packaging, so you can drink it without any problems."
Despite the reassuring explanation, Y/n politely declines and only nods occasionally as Aventurin begins to list little facts about this gin. So, he definitely knows his stuff about expensive things. But still, Y/n isn't really listening, but rather to the Saja Boys in the background and the dancing noble servants with a slight hint of fangirl behavior. Well, Y/n can't deny that the five entertaining men are making a name for themselves in the minds of their listeners. Including Y/n.
"Out of the way, you useless decorations!" shouts a rough voice muffled through the window, which shatters like a wave in the next moment. Even though the music of the Saja Boys is still playing, all eyes are drawn to the sudden event, and the people nearby try not to get glass shards in their hair or on their bodies. A cowboy-clad guy lands without any problems on the glass-strewn floor with his stylish boots, leaving a soft crack behind him, but not destroying the mirror-covered floor. As this cowboy pulls out his gun, he lets his thick rope dangle behind the hole in the window as he takes a few steps to the side. All the while, he keeps his clear target in his sights.
"What a surprise. I didn't know I invited you," Aventurin spits the irony at the cowboy's elegant boots, who doesn't even glance at the rich man. Y/n looks alternately at Aventurin and the entertaining cowboy, who probably already know each other. For now, Y/n remains silent, even though things could get dicey.
"I'm not here for you, you rich son of a bitch," the cowboy spits out just like Aventurin, only with more acidity. "I'm here for them!" he shouts formally and prepares his pistol to shoot the Saja Boys. Why the Saja Boys of all people?! They're just pretty singers dancing around like they're in front of a campfire. Without hesitation, this determined cowboy pulls the trigger, not even giving the boy band a chance to say a word. Of course, hellish screams erupt as soon as not just one shot is fired, but several, with even the rich servants running outside and the Saja Boys somehow trying to protect themselves from the shots.
As if on cue, Y/n doesn't think too much and follows the herd, while Aventurin stays put and watches the panicked crowd until every single person has fled the mansion. He even points out the hidden escape routes that only the noble servants know, while Y/n uses the classic entrance and exit like most of the crowd. As in the casino, he counts each member as the servants and Y/n rush out, then presses his emergency button in the mansion, which immediately locks all windows and doors with metal bars. After all, Boothill isn't here for no reason, right?
Since it's the closest hiding place, the Saja Boys crawl behind the stage, where there's still a little space left, and stay there crouched on the floor. "We've been found out! What a mess," remarks Romance Saja, trying to look over the stage to see where this psychopathic cowboy is, while they all simultaneously reveal their demon forms, as in Miraculous, and remain hidden.
However, Romance Saja hadn't even been able to look over the stage when Boothill jumps at them like Foxy in Fnaf 2, firing his pistols at the five demons, who have already vanished like shadows. Boothill even lands elegantly with his boots on the spot and looks around to see where the ugly creatures have suddenly gone. However, he catches sight of Aventurin and could easily tear the fake fur off his clothes for his behavior as a rooted tree that does nothing but stare into the void. With all his money, is he drunk all of a sudden or what?!
Suddenly, the blond idiot snaps his fingers, and immediately you can see in the reflection on the floor that oversized coins, even bigger than yourself, are falling from the ceiling. And the Saja Boys have no chance of escaping in any way, as all five demons are thrown to the ground by the pile of oversized coins and then held down. Like a disease, cracks spread across the entire mirrored floor as soon as the crash occurs. This commotion manifests itself almost like an earthquake, where even the beloved statues, the poor tables, and the perfect alcohol on the elegant shelf lose their footing and cause further cracks in the mirror on the floor; as if copied from dominoes, one object after another crashes down, leaving nothing standing except perhaps Aventurine and Boothill. Even though there is no drain on the floor, all the alcohol prepared for enjoyment soaks the floor under the fallen shelf and mixes together. Luckily, Boothill was not affected.
"Oh dear, I didn't mean to let it escalate like this," says Aventurin with a hint of self-pity, folding his arms casually across his chest and looking at the mess he has caused. "Well, you did, so stick your whining up your ass!" Boothill calls over, stomping his boots over the broken mirror like mortar as he makes his way over to the subdued demons, who haven't made a sound since.
Since the coins are dissolving anyway, the Saja Boys get back up, even though some of them are already starting to bleed from their temples or faces. Baby and Mystery look over at Aventurin, while Abby and Romance turn their gaze to Boothill, and all four stretch out their arms and float up from the ground. Except for Jinu, who is currently staring at the door leading outside.