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A strange encounter with a bizarre
creature occured to a certain Yakuza
one day.
Rindou Haitani, a top member of
Japan's worst criminal organization,
stumbled upon a woman who
unintention...
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Next morning, (Y/n)'s apartment...
Second Person's POV
Sunlight crept up to Rindou's face. Consciousness surging in back, he parted his eyes open. He adjusted his blurry vision by rubbing his eyes. The purplette seated up himself on the bed. He noticed the bed sheet covering half of his body. He was already fully dressed in pajama. His own pajama, to be exact.
Although he was surprised, Rindou assumed you teleporting to his penthouse and secretly grabbed his clothes in his room.
' Morning already..' Rindou said internally. He shifted his gaze to the empty space on the bed. You were nowhere to be found. "Where is she..?" He murmured under his breath. He somehow felt disappointed when he noticed you weren't with him.
It felt empty...and lonely.
Suddenly, the door creaked open. You were standing under the doorframe, carrying a tray of morning dishes in your hands. Rindou stared at you, his face brightened up with cheerfulness.
"(Y/n)..."
"Morning, Rin darling. What a perfect timing you woke up on. I just finished cooking."
You walked over to the side of the bed and placed down the tray on the nightstand. A cup of tea, a plate of pancake with syrup, a fork and a knife were sitting in the tray.
Rindou was fascinated by the smell and the appearance of the food. Although it was a common dish, it appeared exquisite and fancy.
You let out a sleepy yawn, tears on the corner of your eyes. Rindou looked at you pitifully. "You should rest.. Morning time is your slumbering time."
"Nah, I will sleep tomorrow morning. I already slept yesterday morning. I can go on two or three days without sleeping." You exclaimed. You took out a fold table. Unfolding it, you placed it in Rindou's lap. You served the plate of pancake and the cutleries.
You pulled a chair and positioned it next to head bed facing Rindou. You sat down on it relaxingly. "Take your bite, darling. I can't afford to see you suffering from stomach ache." You told Rindou to eat the food you cooked.
Rindou gladly picked up the tableware and began eating the pancake. The syrup melted on his tongue. His eyes widened in amazement. It was delicious. Perhaps more delicious than Ran's cooking.
Rindou happily savored the pancake which put a smile on your face. You simply watched him enjoying his breakfast. You noticed the rosey pink shades dusting his cheeks. He was quite delighted.
Out of the blue, you recalled the conversation you had with Rindo last night during intercourse.
You were aware of the fact you rarely talked about yourself with Rindou. He always told you stories of his brother and him. Their past, stories from childhood and their experiences in delinquency.
