My Yakuza Boyfriend's

Chapter 1 - Freeze's

I stared at the skinny girl from the mirror. My own shadow, Ayase Tomomi. My face was bruised here and there, but the most pain was in the abdomen. Slowly, I lifted the bottom of my school uniform. Instantly, I could see a large bruise near the ribs. Neither did my legs escape the wound. My knees are bleeding from falling on hard cement. On my right thigh and left arm was a blackish purple circle. My glasses were also a target. Now both handles are broken and can not be used anymore. Even if my minus is just a little, I'll buy a new one.

"They really got me battered," I grumbled. "But I think I managed to get back at them more than this. Aww!" I gripped while holding my stomach.

I don't know how long I've had enemies. I don't know why they're against me. I was in school as usual. There's nothing wrong with me. Am I being too arrogant? I guess not. I am friendly to everyone who greets me. I never hurt anyone else either. Well, except for them. But that's because they hit me first. I don't want to lose to them. After all, the three of them, while I was alone. If I win, I will be proud.

I came home by train from Shibuya Station. My place of residence is a one-room apartment on the outskirts of Tokyo because the rent is cheaper. Inside the train, the other passengers were watching me from head to toe. Maybe they think I've been beaten. They wrong. I fought, and I won. The smile of victory must be on my lips.

It turned out that treating my wounds was more painful than when I got them. It took me 5 days to make it better. There were only wounds on my shin and stomach that still looked blue. My face is clean.

Five minutes before the bell rang, I saw them enter the classroom. Their sharp gazes did not make me shudder at all. Those three girls must be really upset with me. Ah, bodo is very. Who told them to start first? I just retaliated. People can say I'm just like them. I don't give a shit. It has become my own satisfaction if I succeed in replying to all their actions.

I moved to this school 3 months ago. Friendly, I reached out to the people in my class from the front of the class. We were all acquainted and all went well, until 2 months later the three men held me in class after the bell came home from school ringing. Turns out they accused me of flirting with a handsome guy that one of them was expecting. The guy is named Hiromitsu Seiji, while the girl who has a crush on him is named Koizumi Rina. I swear, I was just trying to be friendly to Seiji! I'm still a new kid and I think I should have some friends who can help me fit in here. More and more, Seiji's behavior shows that he likes me. That's what makes Koizumi angry. In fact, I myself am not interested in handsome guys.

In this class, in the back row, Koizumi and her two friends threatened me that afternoon. "You can tease him, but look at the consequences later," Koizumi threatened as she pointed at my nose. His eyes showed anger. At that time I was according. I kept Seiji away until he no longer approached me. But I regret it because it made me lose a friend.

The longer, Koizumi and the more happy my friends are to bother me. Maybe he saw I was always obedient and easy to tell. The three of them were beautiful and sexy, but their behavior was not as beautiful as their faces and their brains were empty. Within a month, I managed to beat their values. And it made them even more upset with me. The fight 5 days ago was the highlight. They slapped and punched me in the face, kicked me in the stomach, and grabbed my hair, and I got it all back. Koizumi's nose until it gives off fresh blood. It was very satisfied even though the next day the four of us were summoned by the Headmaster for this case. Their parents also came to school. I was lucky that my guardian could not be contacted. We were suspended for 4 days.

We went back to school today. Because of my fights with Koizumi and friends, my friendly image fell. The people in the class no longer greeted me. They were quiet when I went to class, not wanting to see me. Missing opportunities to make many friends. After the school bell rang, Koizumi and her two friends again held me in class. Want to fight again? I'll deal with it with all my might even though maybe my new glasses will also be a victim.

"We want to apologize" Koizumi said. A look of regret appeared on his face.

"Isn't it wrong?" I just don't believe it.

"We earnestly. Tomorrow is a holiday. How about we take a walk? The four of us," he asked excitedly, making me suspicious.

"Where are you going?"

"Shibuya or Harajuku alone."

"Hmmm, I'll think about it" I said.

"Well, Ayase-chan..."

Hearing her call my family name 'chan' disgusts me. Moreover, his tone was deliberately spoiled. Just bother these people. But maybe they really mean it. "Yes, all right," I said at last.

"Really?" Both Koizumi's eyes sparkled with pleasure.

My nod seems to have a big effect, because the three of them were immediately excited. "I want to go home. Bye-bye."

The next day, despite the heavy rain, I kept my promise to them. Thankfully I brought an umbrella. I arrived at Shibuya Station at 1 p.m. I waited for them near the statue of Hachiko while resting under my umbrella. I rubbed Hachiko's head, watching the face of the most loyal dog in the world. If everyone had dog-like loyalty, I'm sure there would be no disagreement in the world. Not just about the household, but in terms of loyalty to work and friendship.

Humans are filled with insatiable nature, envy, resentment, hate. Like my mom and dad.

"Tomomi-chan, don't want to be played by her, because she's not a good person."

Those words were always said by Mom when Dad came to pick me up at school. They've been divorced since I was 3 years old. That sentence was stuck in my head, so I no longer wanted to come home with Dad. After that, Dad never came again. Two years later, Mom got word that Dad had died in a car accident. We went to her funeral, but my grandmother from my father's side kicked Mom out.

"You don't deserve Tomomi!" yelled Grandma, who then separated me from Mom. There's no effort I've seen from Mom to keep me. Maybe he's just glad I'm not with him anymore.

Next, I stayed with my aunt, Ayase Koharu, in Hakodate, Hokkaido. Dad's family thought if I was away from Mom in Tokyo, it would be better. I lived there until I was 15 years old, without ever going to Tokyo. And during that time, my relationship with Aunt Koharu wasn't close. We did live at home, but after she thought I could take care of myself, she rarely went home. Sometimes Grandma comes to accompany me. Neighbors heard that Bibi Koharu had been living with her lover and was made the mistress of a wealthy businessman. Ten years of living, but even Aunt Koharu did not say goodbye. As my guardian, he should have at least come to my school when I was in trouble. Amusingly.

Only Grandma loves me. He remembered I said I wanted to go back to Tokyo. And he allowed it after considering it for several months. So here I am. By ourselves.

"Sorry to wait a long time!" yelling Koizumi surprised me. He came with his two friends, wore a pretty umbrella and had dressed up as sweet as if he was going on a date. I looked at my own clothes. T-shirts, thick jackets, trousers, as well as decking boots. "Are you ready?"

"Yes" I said.

The four of us looked for shelter in a small cafe nearby. Koizumi chose a window seat, so we could see the passing car in front of the cafe, as well as people running around in the rain. I ordered a warm ocha to raise my temperature, while the three of them ordered the same coffee. Really kind.

"If it rains like this, what are we gonna do?" grouse Koizumi was upset. Mouth forwarded.

"How about we karaoke?" One of his long-haired friends, Matsumoto Erika, gave me an idea. His two eyes twinkled as if it was the most brilliant idea in the world.

"Yes, but how do we get there? Going raining?"

Matsumoto. "Do you have any ideas, Ayase-chan?"

Should I answer? Or am I just silent? "Hmmm, wait until the rain subsides" I replied.

"Then?"

"Hmmm" I thought hard because there was no idea. "As far as you guys are. You guys are taking me."

"You don't have any ideas at all" Koizumi said. "I want to go shopping to Harajuku. That you?" he asked his short-haired friend, Ueda Ayana.

"I want to go there too. If the rain has subsided, we just go there," said Ueda excited.

"okay! Two people wanted to go to Harajuku," Koizumi pointed at herself and Ueda. "One person agreed," he continued, pointing at me. "And one more person wants karaoke. Thus, it was decided we were going to Harajuku!" he cried until some cafe visitors turned their heads. How tacky.

Be the four of us to Harajuku after only drizzle left. I didn't find anything interesting, except for the young boys who dress up in anime. In Hakodate too many dressed up like that, but I never followed them. I love seeing the costumes they wear. It must have taken a long time to make them and make themselves look like their favorite anime characters. And it must be expensive. Of course I won't ask Grandma to make it or buy it for me. Their hair is colorful, shaped in such a way, not to mention makeup on the face, temporary tattoos on the arms or neck. Everything is full of creativity.

I deliberately sat outside the store to see them, while Koizumi and friends were inside for a long time.

"We're done!" yelled Koizumi so out. In his hands and his friends there was already a plastic bag loading their groceries. "You didn't buy anything?"

"No" I answered.

"Don't you like shopping?"

"In that case, then we'll just have karaoke. You have to sing" Koizumi looked at me with a smile. What a sweet smile.

Koizumi remembers Matsumoto who wanted karaoke. He also took a voice to come here. It turns out he's the one who cares about his friends. Maybe that's why they're always together. What is this feeling? Suddenly I feel lonely.

All my memories of my family came up. Dad and Mom's divorce, Dad's funeral, Aunt who doesn't care about me.

"You why?" ask Koizumi. That girl shook my shoulder.

"Eh? Oh, it's okay," I shook my head.

"You don't want to tell me?" The questionable look from Koizumi's eyes made me silent.

It's not a fun story and I don't want to ruin it all. So I better not tell you. "No" I answered.

We really are karaoke. They make the atmosphere more festive because they choose fast tempo songs. I don't want to be involved in the joy they create. Singing and dancing made me sweat, forgetting the loneliness I was feeling. Being friends with them is fun.

"Where are we going?" ask Koizumi. He gasped a little after jumping up and down while singing a song from Hamasaki Ayumi.

"I still want to go for a walk" replied Matsumoto, followed by a nod from Ueda.

We spent hours in karaoke. The kulirik my watch. At 9 p.m. The last train is leaving soon. I need to get home soon. "We'd better go home" I said.

"Actually I want to go to Shinjuku," Koizumi paid no heed to my opinion. "There's a restaurant I want to visit. The food is so good there."

"Oh yeah? All right then. Let's go to Shinjuku!" exclaim Ueda.

"I'm not coming!" my reply. Rather than me not being able to go home, I better not follow them. Their residence is close to Shibuya, while I am not. Whether they go home or not is their business.

"Ayase-chan, you are so selfish" Matsumoto said.

"Eh?" Being selfish like that is pretty piercing. Am I really selfish? I'm just worried about not being able to go home. Does that include selfishness? Then, if they keep forcing me to come to Shinjuku, aren't they selfish as well? If this is a matter of solidarity, I think I am quite loyal to accompany them shopping in Harajuku, even though I myself only pay attention to people cosplay ria.

"Just calm. I'll get my driver to pick us up. I'll take you home later, Ayase-chan," Koizumi said casually.

"Well that's the case." I tried to be calm, though I didn't completely trust Koizumi, because she was worried about the rain.

Justright. When we got out, it started raining again. We arrived in Shinjuku at about 10 a.m. Colorful neon decorates shops, restaurants, hotels, and bars. To be honest, I've never been here. I just know that this area is a little "dark". I don't know which restaurant Koizumi is referring to.

"Here we go!" he cried in front of a 3-story shophouse with the name Freeze which is more like a warehouse from the outside. He pointed at the door. "Let's go in" he asked.

"Wait a minute, Koizumi-chan," stop Matsumoto. "Are you sure this is the place? Because it looks terrible." His face was frightened while hooking his arm around Koizumi's arm.

"Indeed this. I was here a year ago with my parents."

"It's possible that the restaurant has been closed and made into a warehouse by the owner."

The face of the shophouse looked gloomy. The wall peels here and there. The door was thick, it seemed soundproof, and it was tight, unable to peer in from the outside. What kind of restaurant has the name Freeze and soundproof doors? The windows are only one and are at the very top level.

"Rather than being curious, we better get in" Ueda suggested.

"You guys!" Matsumoto.

Nah! Now who is selfish? I wanted to say that, but I held back.

"It's just a regular restaurant! If you don't believe me, we ask Ayase-chan to make sure" Koizumi said.

"Eh?" Why be me? I don't know anything about this place. I looked around. A lot of people are watching us. Most half-old men look fierce. Then, I looked at the three beautiful girls in front of me. They put on an expression 'please go in first'.

"You don't want to?" ask Koizumi. "Seeing it like that makes me doubt."

I glanced at Matsumoto who was shifting behind Ueda. Just be right! My grunts did not seem to make them understand that I was lazy to be told. Alright. I took a deep breath, then closed my umbrella and stepped closer to the thick door. It took a strong enough push to get that door open. Directly heard the noise of loud music that was installed in the room.

I've guessed before that place is a club. And worse, a stripper club! Lots of sexy young women swerving on stage. They were showered with colorful spotlights. Bawdy men watch, shout, and laugh at them. Smiles were on the faces of the women. They must have been forced to work as dancers.

I didn't want to be a victim, so I immediately stepped back. I pulled the door open, but it couldn't open. It didn't seem this heavy. I put my ear on the door. It was cold when the door touched my skin. It doesn't sound anything.

I banged on the door from the inside, tugging at the handle with all my might, calling out Koizumi's name. I even wanted to kick that goddamn door.

"It is forbidden to damage the club property!" exclaimed a large tall man from behind me. I estimate her height is over 180 centimeters. The bottom of his face was filled with whiskers and a beard up to the jaw. Her hair was black, combed back entirely. He's wearing sunglasses. A short earring hung on his left ear. The pair of sarongs that covered his hands reminded me of a murder-themed movie. However, the long-handed shirt suit, plus trousers, along with the vest he wears make him look neat.

"Eehhh." I said stammering. "Sorry, I got it wrong!" I bowed deeply, hoping the man would let me out.

"Wrongly entered, but want to damage the property of this club?" tanyanya cynic. His voice was heavy, with an emphasis on the letter R. The giant took a cigarette out of his mouth. "Who do you think you are? Huh uh?" He took a step forward, making me take 2 steps back. He opened his glasses to look at me deeply. His eyes are so sharp. At once, his expression changed slightly even though I did not read it.

"Tora, what are you doing?" ask a man who is walking towards us. His tone was authoritative. He was even bigger than this whisker, albeit shorter. His entire head was clean of hair until it looked shiny when a light beam hit him. He was wearing a shirt with no sleeves and jeans. A more relaxed appearance.

However, my eyes widened as I looked at his two arms that were filled with tattoos. These guys... The yakuza?

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