In Another Life (Tokyo Revengers: Chifuyu's fanfic)

Part 10: The End?

12 years later...

Exiting the car, you relinquished the responsibility of parking the Tesla to the driver. Toman, with its seemingly boundless wealth, offered you access to everything imaginable, from the most minute diamond to sprawling mansions on private islands. Despite this extraordinary advantage, you seldom exploited it. Standing before the imposing edifice, arms crossed, you couldn't help but lament, "I detest coming here. Yet, alas, Takemichi remains my superior," punctuating your sentiment with an eye roll. Your disdain for Toman was all-encompassing, particularly since Mikey's disappearance ushered in a troubling era under Kisaki's leadership—a decision you deemed catastrophic.

The minions, ever deferential, bowed as you approached the building. "Welcome, Miss Y/N," they intoned, to which you offered a nod in acknowledgment. Having spent considerable time by the sides of Chifuyu and Takemichi, you had become a figure of significance within Toman. Being the lone woman amidst a sea of men presented its challenges; their reliance on you was palpable. Recently returned from a mission assigned by Kisaki, you couldn't shake the distaste for the unsavory tasks he imposed. Failure was not an option, lest you face dire consequences, often resorting to dubious methods to achieve your objectives. Yet, you harbored a clever stratagem—subtly poisoning their drinks to fabricate intimate encounters, sparing yourself the ordeal while maintaining the illusion. If circumstances permitted, you'd vanish before sunrise, leaving behind no trace.

With a chilled coffee in hand, you navigated past the deferential minions, their gazes fixed upon you. Familiarity with the attention came naturally, for you were not only striking but also the solitary female within Toman's ranks. The prevalence of this trend puzzled you. Though countless men had sought your affections over the years, your heart remained steadfastly loyal to one individual.

With each click of your heels, you advanced into the elevator, the departing man courteously pressing the button before exiting, leaving you in solitude. A mere gesture, yet it spared you the need to soil your fingers on the grimy buttons. As the elevator ascended, you gazed out at the cityscape, a vista that once captivated now instilled a sense of weariness. The monotony of towering concrete structures, a modern jungle devoid of allure, weighed heavily upon you. There was scant respite, for Kisaki's demands left no room for rest. Your proposal to enlist specialized women for such missions fell on deaf ears; Kisaki bemoaned the risk of betrayal, an ironic sentiment from one who commanded unwavering loyalty while freely orchestrating death.

Exiting the elevator at its chime, your heels resumed their staccato rhythm along the gleaming corridor, leading to a spacious office teeming with Toman's members, each rising respectfully upon your entry, mirroring the protocol established in prior encounters. With a click of your tongue, you shed your coat, nonchalantly tossing it to a bystander before gravitating towards your boyfriend, Matsuno Chifuyu, who awaited your company.

Your shoulder blades shimmered, catching the light, igniting a visceral response among the men present, their gazes fixated on your resplendent form. It was a sight that never failed to captivate, though their admiration was futile. For you belonged to Chifuyu, a fact made abundantly clear as he turned at the unmistakable sound of your high heels resonating through the expansive room. His glare towards the lingering stares of the others bespoke a silent declaration of ownership, a protective instinct that never wavered.

"Hey, kitty," you playfully chided as you approached him in measured steps, hindered by your towering footwear. Chifuyu's expression soured slightly, a habitual response to the endearing nickname uttered in public. Nevertheless, he opened his arms, welcoming your embrace. Colliding into him, you enveloped his frame, bestowing upon him a tender kiss upon his cheek. In the evolution of your relationship, from acquaintances to lovers, Chifuyu's adoration had remained steadfast, a fact you often teased him about.