My Yakuza Boyfriend's

Chapter 24 - Lies

"You think of something?" ask Kei. Highlight his eyes probing until his forehead wrinkled. "Take out everything you think, Tomomi-chan."

"Ah, no. Maybe I'm too quick to draw conclusions. But I'm curious about the man Makoto-neesan has been looking for all along. Ten years is not a short time. Maybe the person has fled abroad, either in the hemisphere where it is very difficult to find traces. Eeehs... I'm thinking too much" I'm wrong. "Am I interfering in other people's business?"

Kei sighed. "To be honest, I was a little curious too," he said.

"really? I met him once at the mental hospital where Misaki was treated."

"Then?"

I told him about my chance encounter with Makoto at the hospital, about how he lied about Tora Kucing's ex-husband, as well as when Makoto came to my school this morning. "Are you the one who told her that I've moved into Tora-san's house?" I asked Kei.

"I was drunk then. I'm sorry, Tomomi-chan," Kei looked down embarrassed.

"You're so drunk. Absolutely beyond my expectations," I shook my head, astonished that Kei should have been drinking with his guests a lot, so that he was used to it. But he was quickly drunk. And I'm not confused anymore why easily he gives information to others.

Kei stood up and walked pacing in front of me. Left, right, left, right. I let him think, if he's thinking. "Do you know what Makoto's purpose is to lie to you? Could it be that he was just fad at you?" askinya.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I know it's not good to suspect people, but I think there's something he's hiding. Does Kumicho know who Makoto-neesan is looking for?"

"No. Makoto did not break the rules at all because he was an orphan. His parents died when he was a child. All I know is that he has an older sister, but he's also long dead."

"More than 10 years?"

"Yes. Stop, Tomomi-chan. Shouldn't you rest?"

"Rest? How can I rest in peace while Tora-san and Misaki are still unnoticed?"

"That's great. I ordered food at the reception desk. I'll let you know when it comes. Take a shower there."

It was as if this host was ruling me. But I really want to take a shower. My sweat was pouring out great after what I did in that alley. I'm really worried about Goro. Is he dead or alive like Kei said? I believe in Kei. He knows more about Goro. After all, Goro is huge and powerful. There's no way he died that easily.

I must have watched too many movies.

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Kei wasn't in the room when I came out. There was no sound of the door being opened. Kei's order food hasn't arrived yet. Where did Kei go?

I sat on the side of the bed and dried my hair with a towel. Before the shower, I removed my contact lenses. Luckily, I always carry the equipment in my bag. Very useful in situations like this. This hotel room seems to be quite large if it is inhabited by one person only, but indeed the condition is quite bad. "Kei-san was a long time ago. What's he doing outside?" mumbling alone. "Don't Kei-san be kidnapped by Kumicho's men!" myrag.

I rushed to the exit. If they find us, the chances of us surviving are very small. This hotel is not a star hotel that many people pass by. It is so quiet here that Kumicho's men easily commit murder without witnesses. My heart was racing as fast as my blood flow to my head.

I turned the doorknob violently and pulled it with all my might.

That's where he was, looking at me plainly and questioningly. His black hair was messy and limp. His body stood before me. He smiled at me, then stepped forward. Both of his arms were strong, covering me to provide warmth even though his clothes were wet. "Sorry, make you wait," he said.

"Tora-san," I said. My voice was muffled in Tora's chest. I felt Tora's hand caress my head. Instantly, my tears spilled. I cried like a child who lost his mother in a shopping mall. "Tora-san's... You're... Raininess.." I stammered because of my own stuffing.

Tora let go of her embrace. He had my face in his palm. "I'm fine" he said.

My eyes are a little blurry because I don't wear contact lenses, but I know it's Tora. I'm not dreaming. He's doing just fine. "Miss?"

Tora remained silent, instead turning her gaze away.

"You're not with Misaki?" ask me again while wiping away the tears.

Tora's headband confused me. "Can we talk inside?"

"Yin-san?" I feel like I'm passing on my friends to make sure they're all here.

"In the lobby with Makoto."

"Wait a minute! You didn't bring Misaki, but instead took Makoto-neesan?"

Tora pushed me into the room and closed the door behind her. He looked at me sharply. His breathing is irregular. Her lips twitched like she wanted to say something but didn't. "I'd better take a shower first" he said. Her feet quickly went to the bathroom. Close the bathroom door violently to make the entire room vibrate.

How strange. Tora's never been like this before. He always reveals whatever is in his head. What exactly did he want to say just now? Why would he hold it? Why isn't Misaki with him? What happened to them in the hospital?

I took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. "He even took his shoes to the bathroom" I murmured. I waited for him in silence, thinking of all the possibilities that could happen in a mental hospital. Kei had called there to look for Tora. He said Tora and Misaki will come to this hotel tomorrow morning. However, now Tora is here, but not with Misaki, but Makoto. "It was a long time for her to shower."

Tora opened the door suddenly, managed to make me stagger inside. The man held my body in his arms. His embrace grew tighter and tighter. Tora rests her head on my shoulder.

"Tora-san, what's wrong with you? Not taking a shower?" I raised both of my arms and patted his back. A second later, I felt a tremor there. "You're shaking" I whispered. "I'll borrow a shirt for you to the receptionist if you want."

"No" said Tora briefly. "That's enough."

Should I ask him about Misaki? I don't know what's been going on with him all day. Tora's behavior now confused me. I'll follow his will. I don't count how many minutes we hugged. We seemed to have become statues with our feet on the floor. Only my hands occasionally rubbed his cold back.

Tora sighed and lowered both of her arms, then took a step back. His expression was not clear, I could not read it. He lowered his head. "I'm so sad" he said.

"Eh?"

The tiger-tattooed yakuza re-established its head. "Misaki is on... I went to the hospital to pick him up. I met with Makoto. He offers to take Misaki to his house. Kumicho doesn't know Makoto is allied with us, so it will be safe for Misaki. Now Misaki is at Makoto's house. I came here to... To..." Just this time Tora hesitated in her words. Usually he just says everything clearly.

I don't want to be overconfident, but could it be that Tora wants to take me away? He promised me this once. If our secret is exposed, then we will go from here as far as we can. Me, Tora, and Misaki.

"Tomomi," Tora stepped forward and kissed me. Her lips reached my whole. Both of his hands held my head to stay in place. Intoxicating at once horrible.

My blood flow was too heavy to make me dizzy. I felt the heat inside my body. My cheeks must have been flushed like tomatoes. Until Tora finally released her lips, I was able to breathe again. I don't know what the kiss was for, but I want to repeat it.

"Sorry, Tomomi. I can't be with you anymore" Tora said.

Not real. Lies. Dreamlike. Lying.

I'm sure my heart must have stopped beating by now. Soon I will pass out and die quietly. Or I'll wake up from the nightmare I feared the most and find Tora sleeping next to me.

"Why.." I said slowly. My voice was hoarse from holding back the cry until my throat hurt. I looked into Tora's eyes. Even at this close distance, my eyes were still unable to see it clearly. Tears are annoying.

"I don't love you."

I smile. "You're kidding, right?" my many.

Tora shook her head.

Without me knowing, my cheeks had gotten wet. The memory of the togetherness between me and Tora suddenly appeared like a series of movie footage. The happiest thing for me was when Tora met Misaki. "So all this time, everything was a lie?"

"I'm sorry, Tomomi. I didn't mean to hurt you. You know I wouldn't do it."

"So why? I trust you, Tora-san," I hold Tora accountable. "If it's for Kumicho, I'm not afraid. We've already talked about that. And you promised to take me away with Misaki. Now you want to deny it?"

Tora holds my shoulder. "Listen to me, Tomomi. I don't have much time."

"What's? You want to hurry up to Makoto-neesan's place right? You love her, don't you? I should have realized it a long time ago. At that time you spent the night in the five-star hotel. You deliberately beat yourself up so I could have mercy on you, "I can't control my own mouth. "Then you declare your false love to me. Foolishly, I was half-dead excited. You used me to help Misaki remember you." Anyone, please stop me! "And now you're just throwing me away. You're really insolent!"

"You can hit me as much as you can."

"Hitting you will only make me hurt others, just like you."

Tora looked surprised at my words just now. However, he acted calmly.

I hate him for really loving him. "I really believed you, Tora-san." My isak is still heard.

"Not everyone can be trusted because not everyone is telling the truth. Thank goodness you don't trust me anymore" Tora shrugged. "Goodbye, Tomomi."

My knees hit the floor after shaking in weakness. My head's bowed. The sound of the door closing indicates that Tora has left. Tora does not exist. Tora did not exist for a long time. I have never met a man named Tora or Tonomura Taiga. I was stupid. How could a Yakuza want to date a schoolboy like me.

I don't know how long I've been kneeling on the floor. Both my legs are tingling. My cry exploded as Kei walked in while carrying 2 plates of food.

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