22•This could get political ⚠️

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Chapter 22
This could get political.
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Yakuza Village, Tokyo
Gates

"I shouldn't have come. You tricked me, Kazuo," Naomi said, shaking, walking in circles.

Kazuo stood there, calmly watching her freak out. He was used to seeing her stressed, so he wasn't impressed. "I didn't trick you. I told you what this was about," he replied.

Naomi stopped to glare at him. "It's always like this with you... You promised I wouldn't get involved. You promised Kyoko would be safe. How can she be safe living in a village full of criminals?"

Kazuo stepped closer to her, keeping her from getting too loud. "Watch your mouth, sweetheart," he threatened, eyeing the people around them.

Naomi looked around, noticing the few yakuza around. But they didn't seem to care. Then she realized. "Or what? Would you let them talk bad to me? I don't think so. Would you let them scare me? You don't know what you're talking about. But I know," she crossed her arms. "I know that you threaten a lot, and nothing happens. Big dog, no teeth," she spat.

Kazuo bit his lower lip, anger and frustration taking over. He stepped even closer, making her hit the car's door. "It is so your pretty eyes don't get soiled. But are you curious, Naomi?" he lifted her chin.

She pushed him away, ignoring the butterflies in her stomach. "Stop this. Stop all of that. You need to tell your father that we're broken up. I don't want to do this, Kazuo. I don't even love you. This was a mistake. From the start," she was talking faster and faster.

Kazuo looked away from her. "Naomi. Calm down," he said firmly. She paused, biting her lower lip. The heir sighed. "Look. Let's face it. You carried my daughter. I owe you the world. I'll give it to you," he spoke calmly. Naomi's eyes softened as she slowly shook her head no. Kazuo ignored her act. "But you can't be with anyone else. I won't let you. I won't let another dude raise my daughter."

Naomi frowned. "I don't... You don't get it," she groaned. "Kazuo..."

"Who else in the world could give you as much as I'm offering you?"

Naomi sighed. "I only want freedom, safety, a normal life for Kyoko, and a loving family," she explained, talking slowly as she listed everything.

Kazuo nodded. "If you trust me, you'll have everything. I get it. The Yakuza is scary. But I know a way to live where you won't notice anything," he assured her.

Naomi stared at the Yakuza heir, doubtful. "How can you be so confident? You don't know what's normal..."
"Just trust me," he repeated.
"Do I have a choice?"
"Don't start..."

Yakuza Island, Okinawa
Dorako bar

The bar became crowded with Drako's friends and clients. Kali felt uncomfortable at first due to his words. She was confused and worried until she decided to ask him more later. After some time, she made friends with a fun group of girls who already knew her from the internet.

"Sora, can I tag you on my post?" a girl asked. Kali inspected the picture, squinting her eyes. She nodded in approval, letting the girl post their selfie. "Thank you!"

Kali smiled, watching the girl squeal at their simple interaction. She sat on the stool, enjoying the music. Drako walked to her. "You should give me a shoutout on your IG," he suggested, showing interest in her influencer status.

Kali rolled her eyes before lifting her phone. "Don't do anything weird," she warned before pressing the recording button.

She smiled at the camera, ignoring her awkward feeling. She winked at the camera playfully before zooming on Drako behind her. He bit his lip before lip-syncing to the music and throwing random gang signs. "Come to Dorako in Okinawa," he finished with finger guns.

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