My Yakuza Boyfriend's

Chapter 25 - On The Way

"Eat, Tomomi-chan," Kei told me.

Me and Kei are still in the hotel room. Kei sat on the chair, while I leaned on the head of the bed. My plate was beside my feet, untouched. Seeing the contents alone, rice kare, has made me nauseous. Especially eating.

"Have a son," teased Kei as he chewed.

"Is it that good?" my many.

Kei nodded. The host was eating well. Maybe he was starving, maybe he just wanted to make me hungry on purpose.

"So much better than my cooking?"

"Of course!" Kei laughed softly.

I don't want to, I smile. "I'm sorry, I'm not having an appetite" I said. "If you're still hungry, just eat mine."

"I'll wait until you eat it yourself" Kei said.

"I won't eat."

"Hey, I've been having a hard time bringing her here. The hotel didn't have enough staff to take her to the room, so I went to the kitchen and got it myself."

Bad feelings attacked me. I'm ashamed of Kei. Maybe I should have been acting normal in front of him. I scooped up and began to bribe a small portion of my food. "Enak" I said. My tears fell again. "Eh? What'sthis?" I laughed to myself while touching my cheek. I spooned that rice again. "You said, Kei-san. It's really delicious. Really..." Not until smooth perfect, I've swallowed all the food in my mouth.

I looked at Kei who was just silently watching me. The plates are clean, unceremoniously. He drank his drink and looked at me again.

The longer I go, the more my throat hurts. I can't lie, I can't be ordinary. My head is still filled with Tora. I love him so much, even to this day. Even though he has left an incurable wound, I'm not sure I can forget it. Clear mucus started to slide out of my nostrils. "I'm so slovenly" I said with a laugh. I still held myself back from roaring. I swallowed my food again even though I coughed, and then I drank my water. I purposely raised my head so that my tears would not come out again.

My shoulder jumped because Kei took my plate and put it on the floor. Then, he widened the blanket and covered my head up to the back with it. Now I sit under a thick blanket that smells a little bad, not understanding what Kei means.

"This way, no one will see you" said the host.

I was crying so much. Both of my hands were gripping the bed sheet in anger. I don't care if my voice gets out of the blanket. This is my chance to vent all my emotions. I punched the surface of the bed, I called Tora's name just to insult her. Tora's stupid, Tora's fucking, Tora's self-informed, Tora's a fraud, and so on.

All my life, I've cried 2 times like crazy. When Grandma died and now that Tora's gone. I lost the 2 most valuable people to me. It feels so painful. When Grandma died, I still had Tora. After Tora left, I had no one left. Usually I can tell Misaki, but the girl also disappeared with Tora.

I'm alone.

Maybe I should have lived alone. Its alright. The Hanazawa-gumi people will find me and can kill me at any time. No problem for me. Even if I die, no one will care about me. I'm a nobody.

Dead now or later, same thing.

I noticed Kei sleeping in the chair. The man could still sleep quietly in a crucial moment like this. Or am I the only one who thinks it is important? Kei is a relaxed person, as if he has no fear in his life. He puts things in order, goes with the flow, without trying to fight it or move. That's what makes it look tough. People as good as Kei will definitely find happiness in the end. I don't doubt that.

There's nothing I can do in the middle of the night. Closing my eyes was free, I couldn't go straight. Good thing Kei stepped on my phone. Seeing something related to Tora would only make me cry again. I want to forget that liar. Therefore, I must try to shift my mind, not to think about it or expect it to come back. And if he shows up again in front of me, I won't hesitate to throw him out like he left me.

I have to be strong. If Kei can get through the bleakest time of his life, then I can too. I won't fall even if I don't end up with Tora.

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Not felt, the birds chirping again, the sign of the morning is already morning. We have to continue the journey again. Kei has no plans. He even asked me where we were going next. I, who was not concentrating, replied, "Pole," for wanting too much to go to the end of the world so that no one would find me.

Be the two of us go to the station to buy a train ticket to Nagoya. I didn't know what was there and why Kei was taking me there, but I kept coming. At a time like this, I need a distraction. And I think Kei is the right guy because he keeps raving on the train, about anything. What I never thought before was that he liked children, especially girls. "I want to kidnap her" he said, pointing to a ponytail-haired boy holding a cat doll in his hand.

At that moment, I immediately remembered Tora the Cat. Is he healed? Is he still planting? Does he know Misaki has been discharged from the hospital? Did he see when Makoto came to pick up Tora and Misaki?

"Oi," Kei elbowed my waist. "Dream again?"

"Oh, sorry," I nodded.

"I think we're too flashy" whispered Kei as he glanced towards 1 o'clock, precisely at a grandmother who was blatantly watching us. I'd expect her to be the same age as my grandmother if she was alive. His eyes traced us from foot to head. His expression seemed to want to lecture us about politeness and norms.

"I think you're the one with your sunglasses on," I said.

"You too! Why are you wearing school uniforms?"

"Indeed, this is all that sticks to my body. Back then, after school I went straight to the club."

"Then, we'll change clothes when we get there."

The grandmother made us misbehave with her sharp gaze. He stood with the help of his wand. Although a little stooped, he was able to walk quite quickly to our seats.

"What's he here for?" whispered Kei again.

"Where do I know!" my reply.

"Is he also from Hanazawa-gumi?"

Me and Kei started to get nervous. We tried not to see Grandma. While standing in front of us, the grandmother kept looking at us. His eyes shifted from Kei to my stomach. "How many months?" he asked with a soft voice that made us dumbfounded.

"What's how many months?" reply Kei.

"That stomach, how many months?"

"Eh?" I looked down to see my stomach. Was my stomach so distended that I thought I was pregnant? I don't think I'm fat. Besides, I only ate a little this morning because my appetite was not good.

"You misunderstood, Obaachan. She's not pregnant," Kei laughed. But his laughter just vanished. "Couldn't you?" askinya.

The grandmother sat in a chair facing us. The distance was separated by a small table. He put both his arms on the table. "Acquire. You're eloping couples, right?" Grandma's eyes probed. The wrinkles around his eyes, forehead, and cheeks were clearly visible.

Kei took off his glasses. "Ah, Obaachan knows it," he said before I could answer "no". Kei's smile was very friendly. This might be some kind of science of captivating the older women he learned at the host club. Just be right.

"It's been seen from your gestures" the grandmother chuckled. "Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

"That's, Obaachan. We have not set a goal. We were so confused. Isn't that right, Tomomi-chan?" Kei smiled at me. "Where are you going?" Kei's leg kicked me slowly.

"I'll just come with you" I replied, understanding Kei's gesture.

"You are so romantic" commented the grandmother. "How about you guys stay at my house first?"

My doubts suddenly appeared. Shouldn't we avoid interacting with others? What if Hanazawa-gumi paid this granny to frame us?

"I don't mind. What about you, Tomomi-chan?" ask Kei.

I glared at Kei. This man asked me to make a decision. If I'm wrong, maybe we'll die. He could have put his fate in my hands. His leg kick grew so hard that I finally replied, "Well, if Obaachan wills." I won't apologize if bad things happen.

"Where is Obaachan's house?"

"Shirakawa Village. It's so cold in there. I hope you bring warm clothes" said the grandmother.

Kei and I looked at each other. We didn't bring any change of clothes. We will buy it when we get to our destination. I'm used to the cold because of my hometown in Hakodate. I don't know if Kei can survive in the cold. Tora who is large body is easily exposed to the flu. Especially the skinny Kei like this.

"So we were in a hurry," Kei pretended to be shy.

The grandmother clucked. "Young people today... He wants to go fast. Sweet lady, you can't help but care about the condition of your baby. Your son feels what you feel."

"Are you really pregnant?" ask Kei to me.

I'm shaking.

"Whoops... I thought you were real pregnant," Kei pretended to be relieved. "I don't know what to do if it happens."

"You're an irresponsible man!" oceh the grandmother. "Dare to do, but run from the consequences! I hate people like you the most!" The granny pouted. The longer, the more interesting this grandmother. He still thinks me and Kei are eloping lovers.

"I'm sorry, Obaachan" Kei said many times. The man got a long talk.

"And I'm sick of hearing you call me that. Just call me 'Nana-chan', '" the granny grumbled indistinctly. "My house is close to the onsen. Take a shower there to be fresh. You've been fighting, haven't you?"

Kei nodded. "I have to fight some of his house guards" he replied, pointing at my nose. "This wound is nothing compared to the one here," now he pointed at his stomach.

I have a serious question. Why did Kei make up the story? We don't even know who Nana-chan is. What plans is Kei working on?

"Mr Princess, you're lucky to have such a brave lover like her" Nana-chan praised Kei.

"Didn't you hate him?" my question was flat, making Nana-chan a little surprised.

"Ah... Forgive her, Nana-chan. He's not feeling well, "Kei's trying to ease the tension.

Actually I didn't mean to sniff. I'm just upset because they keep talking. Kei reveals a fake story and Nana-chan acts pretentious. After detaching from Makoto, I guess I no longer need to make up stories. But now Kei does it.

I want it all to end here. Tora and Misaki did not return to my life, Makoto went out of nowhere with them. If you want, Kei can also leave me wherever he wants. If there were no one, I might be able to live quietly. From the beginning, they were the source of my problems.

I blame someone else. What a childish act, Tomomi. I can't let this situation take hold of me. But I don't want to be disturbed. I want to be alone in a quiet, uninhabited place. On a small island, for example. The Hanazawa-gumi people are free to kill me there because that's exactly what I need. Peacefulness.

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