Cruel Love

Chapter 2 - The Mission

It was the next day. Masami woke up at 6 pm because she couldn't sleep. Everything she could think of was about yesterday's incident.
   She would commit the biggest crime ever.
And that was stuck in her head. Kill.
   "What the fuck did Hiroshi get me into?"
She did get a text in the middle of the night. And it was from Hiroshi.
"Meet me outside your place. I'll walk you to their place. They wanted to talk to you."
   Of course. What did she expect? She is their property now. Take it or leave it as you say. Deep down she knew Hiroshi did this because he cared about her. He did know my hatred towards men. He did know that she would get the right protection. She understood that he suggested her to them. The only thing she couldn't get off her mind was how he knew this. Did he know someone from the Yakuza? How did he know that their "plan" even existed? She knew he wasn't a part of the Yakuza.
   What she didn't know was that he knew a lot of information that she didn't know he knew.

   She put on regular clothes. Not her school uniform this time. That piece of crap was only used while doing business in town late at night.
   She walked out of her apartment with a sigh. She wasn't scared. Which may be weird, she's meeting the Yakuza. She's gonna be working with the Yakuza from now on, Which anyone would think they're extremely lucky.
   But she wasn't scared. Maybe it was because she didn't care anymore. About anything. If they shoot her, oh well, she die. What's the matter? She's not suicidal, she just doesn't give a single fuck anymore about anything. But she was still wondered why they needed her. She's a 17 year old girl that does illegal work out at night just to stay alive. She was no one. It wasn't anything special about her.

   Except being a good samurai. And a illegal business lady.

-Here we are, Hiroshi said and point at an old, rusty building.

-Huh, I never imagined the Yakuza having their place in a dirty, old, crusty building like this, she answers and inspected the building thoroughly.

-Because no one would suspect the Yakuza to be in a building like this, right?

-True.

-Come on, let's go inside.

   And we did. She follows Hiroshi who opened the door and let her in. Gosh what a gentleman he was.
   And there they were. The Yakuza. All of them sat there and looked at her and Hiroshi.
   Two of them sat in the sofa, the other two in each one of the chairs. One of them stood facing the others while smoking a cigarette. All eyes were on her and Hiroshi, and it felt strange getting this much attention. She could feel how even Hiroshi was uncomfortable.

-The leader isn't here right now. He'll be back soon, says the one who smoked.

-Hey Daisuke give me one can ya?

Daisuke

   Yamamoto Daisuke. 27 years old. 6'1 feet. 182lb. Been a member since he was 17. The same age as Masami. His identity was kept a secret because of a murder he committed when he was 13 years old. Yamamoto Daisuke isn't his real name. No one knows his true identity.