𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚 || 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

Chapter 44

3rd Person's POV

"L/N, it's Y/N and Baji's real surname" those simple words made the two of them stood up from their seats as they turned their heads to the three.

Thick and dark aura surrounded them as Y/N stood face to face with Kenji, not letting go of the gun on her hand.

Smirk started to form on his lips as he stared at her daughter whose eyes were full of hatred.

"You're suprisingly handling that gun without trembling." he muttered, not breaking their eye contact.

Her grasp on the gun tightened, obviously pissed off by the man who was trying to be sly.

"Does this position reminded you of something?" he asked out of the blue.

'Fucking monster'

That familiar voice rung on her ears. That tone sounds like a music on someone's perspective, but for Y/N, it's like a familiar eerie nightmare that has been haunting her for years.

"Kenji, leave now. You're seriously making a scene", Hideo interrupted as he eyed Y/N whose eyes were trembling.

She managed to keep her figure normal. But her eyes, everyone can reflect theirselves on her pupil which was dilated.

"Leave", was all she can say. Her voice were low, but everyone can sense the threat in it.

"I just arrived and you're--" the loud gunshot made his eyes shut open.

She pulled the trigger as he glared at him. Toman ran towards them, trying to get her but Hideo didn't let them.

"You think you can compensate everything by your presence here?" she asked, trying not to look pitiful.

"I will not treat you like a family, I will give back everything you imposed on me," sadness was traced in her voice, eyes were as still as her hands.

"I'm not going to repeat myself, leave or I'll fucking plant every bullet of this gun in your head", the sadness earlier quickly change onto anger as she aimed the muzzle of the gun on Kenji's forehead.

Hideo's arms were blocking Toman, trying to stop them to go towards the girl. He saw this coming, yet he didn't know that it will be this worse. Just by staring at her eyes reminded him of those years.

"Put that gun down, Y/N" Hideo's voice swere soft, trying not to trigger something inside her as he slowly approached her.

Kenji watched as Hideo tried to get the gun away from her but didn't budge in, feeling a light pang on his chest as he watched his daughter relaxed on his older brother's voice.

"We'll take our leave, but be sure to be ready once you saw me again. I'll take you, whether you like it or not, you're supposed to be trained right now", whispering lightly as he turned his back at them.

"Who decided that? You? Your father? Who even are you to decide what's good and bad for me?" bitterness was visible in her voice, Hideo kept restraining her on his arms to stop her from doing something she might regret later on.

"I'm your father", it was direct yet persuasive.

She scoffed as she started chuckling.

"Father? I don't remember being your daughter nor your child. Have you forgotten?" he clearly knew what she was talking about, but he just sighed as an answer to the girl who was clearly being eaten by stress.

"Sorry for the sudden intrusion, we'll take our leave now. And also, I'm sorry for your loss", the man that Takemichi saw on television this morning bid as they left.