Walking In Your Fleeting World || Dazai Osamu

Chapter-31: And stops the cuff of my reckless heart

Rescue...?

-Riki's POV-

"My name is Chikara." I say quietly, holding my hands up, "I'm the one who called you here."

Their hostile gazes fixate on me, fingers tightening around the triggers, waiting for the order to shoot. But the boss stands there still, not uttering a single word.

"You might be wondering why." I drag out my sentence as long as possible, slowly relaxing my palms, "But before I reply, would you mind moving those pipes away? They make me uncomfortable."

"What the hell are you playing at?" The man standing beside the boss shouts.

"AS I SAID, MISTER!" I yell louder than him, jerking my hands down. I put them on my waist, "Move those pipes away from my face!"

"HAH?" He shouts, stepping forward to glare at me, "Shoot her!"

"No don't!" The boss holds up a hand.

"That's it, boys!" I yell, clapping my hands, "Don't shoot. I'm important can't you see? On top of that, my name is Chikara. That means I got the power here!"

The boss tries to say something but I fold my arms dramatically, "I get it! I acted a lot older than I am, but that doesn't mean y'all should be so inconsiderate! Look at me, I'm only fifteen, there ain't no way y'all woulda take me seriously!"

"And no mister." I look at the man who commanded to shoot me, "I didn't set up any stupid trap. Remember all the future predicaments I gave you? How do ya think I even got them right?"

The guns finally go down. One man from behind raises a hand, "C- can I ask you a question?"

"Of course you can!" I say, jolting my face away to the side. But I don't give him the time to ask anything, "You see, I was adopted into this really weird family. We were so fine until six years ago this creepy kid got birthed. After that, my parents just stopped caring about me and started spending time with that brat. I mean, look at me, ain't I perfect, why ya gotta ignore me?"

"And guess what!" I turn my back at them, "That brat is hella weird! It could speak since birth and said many many things about the future! Well, I did like my occasional fortune telling, but a while back guess what she said!"

"...What?" Someone asks, somewhat interested.

"I'm gonna marry this old guy who's gonna make me work at home!" I turn to them, "Do I really look like someone who was born for housework? And for a fucking geezer?"

"..."

"And so I wanna sell her!" I cross my arms. "My parents are gonna go to a nightclub at ten pm, I'm gonna pick that bitch up and throw her to you and run away from home."

The men don't speak, just stare at each other.

"What?" I raise my eyebrows, widening my eyes to appear really shocked, "Don't believe me? Alright, how about this? Y'all tie me up and go check on my house to see if I'm saying the truth or nah!"

They look at each other again, exchanging words through their bewildered gazes. I hold my breath. 

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"We could do that..." The boss nods after a while.

I hold my relieved smile back, "Great!"

A bald man comes forward. He ties my hands behind my back with a thick rope.

He pushes me forward as I look at the boss, "I gotta warn ya though, the lil shit is strong! Has weird abilities that can kill y'all. Once there was a maid she didn't like. Guess what she did!"