What the fuck is that!
Are they torturing someone in there?
" H-Ha..Haha... I get that they are mafia men b-but if what I'm thinking that's happening in there is true.... t-then I'm in a serious God father trauma inducing situation right now."
Aagghhhh!!! What if they see me sneaking around? Will they bloody slice me up with those katanas I just saw earlier? But I'm already a family right? H-haha.
" Are you alright Kana? Can you still take more? I would really really be happy if you can though... Like...
「大丈夫かな？まだまだ取れる？できれば本当に嬉しいです...みたいな...
'Daijōbu Kana-chan? Madamada toreru? Dekireba hontōni ureshīdesu... mitaina...
Smack!
" Hgnn!"
Really...
本当に...
Hontōni...
Smack!
" Hgnn!"
Really...
本当に...
Hontōni...
Smack!
" Hgnn!"
Love it..."
大好きです
Daisukidesu
Rip!
Silence.
My mind grew blank. For the first time in my whole life, something has made me feel dumbfounded. My brain is fired. Short circuited to oblivion. A terrible feeling I can't explain began to resurface within me.
Why do my chest hurts? I... I c-can't breathe.... What's with the ringing sound in my ears?
What the heck is happening to me!
As I stand there in front of the door, with my eyes glazed with fogginess, all I can hear are the short broken gasps I'm surely making and the deafening thumping of my erratic heart.
There was no more of the clear sound of flesh being hit.
The grunts of pain.
The sharp wheezing sound of air being intake.
And the voice of a girl who's clearly inflicting the pain.
No. There was only silence. And I fear it more than ever.
My mind, like a machine being restarted back to life, rushed to make answers, create reasons and clear imagery of the possible scenario waiting just behind these doors.
As I lost myself inside my head, I didn't notice how my body, like it had brains on it's own, slowly push the doors and step closer inside the room.
What greeted me was completely confusing. I thought that I would enter a dark gloomy dungeon or torture room, but THIS certainly is far from what I imagine.
No. The whole place was bright and cheery. Glass panelled roofing shaped in dome. Walls made with bricks were covered with thick ivy leaves. A wild plethora of exotic flowers can be seen everywhere. But what was most interesting was the huge cherry blossom tree in the middle with its flower petals gently falling in the ground. But what was most eye catching was not that beautiful scenery. No it was the girl under the raining petals of the cherry blossom tree.
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Ending As The Yakuza Heiresses' Imoutto
Fiction généraleThey may be the image of a perfect daughter and big sister to everybody, but I know better. They are literally not and far from an Angel I tell you... But I can't really help you if you're already blinded by them. Because beneath their pile of masks...
