Bonten's Advisor

Thirty Eight

Y/N'S POV
It's been a couple of days since you arrived in Sydney, Australia. The 10-hour flight was excruciatingly painful. You were seated at a window seat in business class that Ichinose (boss of Kurayami) had organised. Thankfully, it was like a compartment only for yourself, so you had all the privacy that you could ever ask for. But the pain from your wound was almost unbearable, and the vibrations from the aeroplane made your wound reopen. 

However, no one suspected a single thing with your fake passport that Ichinose had organised, in under half an hour. Even you thought that that was incredible. You glanced outside the window when you landed, the runway reflecting a beautiful orange colour of the sunset sun. 

Once you had left the airport, taking a taxi sitting belong side Ichinose, the instant difference of scenery was incredible. You've never been here before, and had never thought about it, so the scenery was shocking. Nothing could prepare you for the immense difference in the environment, from the trees to the animals, to the way the streets were organised. 

You sat on the edge of your new bed, looking out the window and taking in the darkening sky, light slowly draining away. Hearing a few knocks on the door, you had no choice but to let him in. "Come in."

"Here," Ichinose threw you a box, which you had caught effortlessly. You glanced at it. A pregnancy test. "Test yourself, so we can adhere to your needs," he explained, before closing the door and leaving.

You sat on your bed, shocked and speechless at his calm demeanour, despite kidnapping you and moving to another country on the other side of the world. You were at a loss for understanding why Ichinose had brought you here in the first place. 

Why?

You shuffled into the bathroom after receiving the pregnancy test. Unboxing the test was nerve-wracking, and so was the stick itself. You looked at the pregnancy test instruction sheet, following the instructions.

A few minutes later, the stick showed a positive result. As expected. You wanted to rejoice since it was the child that you and Sanzu had always wanted, had always wished for. But it was more than the wrong timing since you had just gotten kidnapped, not to mention you were injured as well. This was the moment that you wanted to bask in Sanzu's comfort the most.

The way that Ichinose treated you here wasn't as bad as you had assumed. You had thought that he would lock you up in your room for the next nine months, giving you the bare minimum for you and your child to survive. But no.

He had provided you with everything you needed so far, with all the basic needs. However, he had expected you to behave, whether that be from listening to his instructions, working with him in his office to the details of Bonten that you had no choice but to spill.

Of course, it pained you to talk about Bonten to someone who had taken you away from home, from them. And it terrified you that Mikey may also kill you later if you ever returned as you had betrayed them.

You were who Sanzu despised the most.

A lowly traitor.

"Do this for me," Ichinose entered the room with a tall stack of paperwork, placing it down on your desk in your room. You stared at it and glanced back at him. "Two hours. You're pregnant, not disabled," and he left the room. You were irritated at his rudeness but had no choice to comply. You couldn't really move around much at the moment in your current state anyways. The plane ride had made your bullet wound worse, opening it slightly wider than you wished, causing you to have a longer time to heal properly.

You had no choice but to do the work that he had assigned to you, seated at your desk. He even said it himself before you left for Australia. "All depends on you, and whether you'd help me or not."  You picked up your pen and stamp and started to flick through the multiple pages, signing and stamping, over and over again.