𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕟 • 𝓕𝓾𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓸 𝓣𝓸𝓳𝓲

chapter 6

"I had to become a murderer to pay my family's debt" he starts, "I was fourteen when I first killed someone, I've always hated anything in my life," he continues "my family, school, people in general. But, when I killed that man, I felt so good."

He looks at me with a embarrassed expression, as if he didn't want to admit that he likes killing.

"After five years of working, my parents' debt was paid off. But I kept working, I was too good to give up" he never takes his eyes away from mine while talking, "Also, I love making a lot of money." he slightly smirks.

"I like killing too." I look at him as fiercely as he does.

"I know you do, you sick brat." he laughs to my face.

The old lady comes back to our table placing the check between us. I go to grab my wallet when Toji stops me placing his hand on my arm.

"I told you it was on me, brat." he says checking the bill and putting his card on it.

"Thank you, Toji." I smile at him.

We get out the cafeteria and I take my phone to call the car that took me here to Tokyo earlier in the morning.

"Who's taking you home, Kami?" he asks me.

I look at him surprised, it's the first time he doesn't call me 'brat'.

"One of my dad's men, he drove me here this morning."

"Okay, call him. I'm going to wait until he picks you up." he says leaning on the wall.

"That's not necessary, Toji."

"Yeah, I know. Don't have anything to do though." he talks to me while watching his phone.

"Why don't you go train or something?" he immediately moves his glare from the phone to my face.

"Do I look like someone who doesn't train enough to you?" he asks me seriously.

"Chill, Toji. You shouldn't get so offended. Are you a Leo or something?" I mock him.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean, you brat?" here we go back to 'brat'.

"Don't worry, you're probably too old to get this." I say while pressing the green button on the screen of my phone, 'my car is coming'.

After confirming my position to the car who's coming to pick me up, I feel Toji's hand grabbing my arm and turning my body to meet his face,

"Stop saying that I'm old, I already told you I'm not."

"How old are you?"

"Forty five."

"Man, if you're not old I don't know who is."

"You're playing with fire, brat."

"I could literally hit you and break your femur." I mock him. I know he is not that old but it amuses me to make fun of him.

Not only he's not that old, he is also really handsome. He is tall and well built, I can see his muscles flex every time he moves. He also has a beautiful face, his jade eyes could make me drop down to my knees, and the scar on his lips makes him even more attractive.

"How old is your son?" I ask him out of nowhere, remembering that he told me he had a son.

"He is twenty like you, why? Have you changed idea about him?" he asks me confusingly.

"No, I'm just curious. Is he cute?"

"Of course he is, he looks just like me."

"He looks like you? What a shame." I tell him, clearly trying to piss him off. Of course I'm kidding, Toji is really beautiful.

"Stop playing like this with me, brat, do you want me to close that witty mouth of yours?"
he is clearly pissed off, mission completed.

"I'd love to see you trying." I repeat his words from earlier in the morning.

A black car stops in front of us, and the driver quickly gets off the car when he sees Toji holding me from my arm.

"Sir, please take your hands of the lady before things get bad for you." the driver says.

Toji turns his head to him and bursts into a loud laugh, letting go my arm.

"Don't worry, he is my partner." I say to the concerned man. I turn back to Toji "Bye Bye daddy." I mock him, seeing him stiffen at the name I just called him.

Before he can reply, I get in the car and the driver closes the door for me.

While the car moves away I see Toji walking away, I should've asked where he would head after.

I can't wait to see him again.