My Yakuza Boyfriend's

Chapter 3 - Misaki's

The mental hospital wasn't what I thought it was. I thought there would be a lot of crazy people locked in iron bars, but the opposite happened. Some patients were relaxing in one room watching television, some were gardening, others were drawing as I walked past them.

To be honest, I don't like hospitals because they are full of auras of sick people who can make me infected. But mental illness is not contagious, right? Patient named Misaki there are only 1 person here. Soon, the nurse led me to her room. Misaki was in a first-class room for 2 people, but the bed next to her was uninhabited. The girl occupied the bed beside the window. He smiled at the incoming nurse. Doesn't seem like a crazy person to me.

I glanced at the sign on the door of his room. Misaki Tonomura. "So his surname is Tonomura" I muttered, then entered. My heart was fluttering a little as I approached her bed.

Misaki's skin was pale, her body thin as if only bones were wrapped in skin. However, his face was cheerful. Her hair was shoulder-length, dark black, the same as Tora's. What is similar is the shape of his nose that taper like a bird's beak. He looked at me long enough. Suddenly, the smile that had been aimed at the sisters, now disappeared just like that. Misaki threw her face away, not looking at me anymore.

"What's wrong, Misaki-chan?" ask the sister.

"Excite him from here!" misaki's orders without looking. He kept looking out the window.

"But Ayase-chan came to visit you. Why not try to get acquainted first? Maybe you can be friends." The voice of this sister is so soft. I wondered if that was the case for treating a mental illness patient.

Misaki finally turned her head towards me. He glared at me with his round eyes.

"Hi," I said, which turned out to make her even more angry until her eyes turned wild.

I came out of his room confused. How do I get close to Misaki? Just now, he had slammed the empty vase on his corner table into the floor. Her wild eyes clearly indicated that she did not like my presence. Then I'd better get out, rather than make things worse. Let the sisters handle it. But what should I report to Tora later?

Outside the hospital, I called Tora. "Sorry, Misaki won't see me" I reported. Tora was silent until I had to call her again to know she was still there. Is she crying? But I know he must be sad. "I'll try it again tomorrow" I continued.

"Thank you" he said briefly.

Tomorrow, also the following days, the results remain the same. Misaki keeps slamming the empty flower vase from her desk. It is great that they always replace it with a new one. I couldn't bear to report to Tora, so I went straight home. I walked to the station while looking at the shops around me, thinking of a way to talk to Misaki. It would be nice if, at least, he didn't throw the vase. "Wait a minute!" I stopped my steps when I came up with a brilliant idea.

I called Tora to borrow the money. We met at the station. He gave me ten thousand bills without asking what the money was for. It seems he was in a hurry. There may be work to be done.

The next day, I went back to the hospital. Without asking the nurse to take me, I approached Misaki's room. From beside the door, I waved my hands towards the room for Misaki to see. Then, I took out a bouquet of pink roses that I had bought with Tora's money, and I waved again. No sound was heard from inside. So I decided to take a peek. Misaki gawked at the half of my face. "Good afternoon" I said cheerfully, hoping he would say hello.

"That flower?" tanyakanya.

"For you," I smiled, then walked in. I gave the flower to her skinny hand.

"Thank you" he said slowly. She was embarrassed to receive flowers from me. So sweet.

"My name is Ayase Tomomi. Nice to meet you, Misaki," I lowered my head.

"Tonomura Misaki's. Greetings. But..who are you?"

I sat in a chair near his bed. "Oh! I was asked by your brother to come visit you" I replied.

Misaki smiled kindly. "Maybe you're wrong. I don't have a sister" he said.

"Eh?" Has Misaki lost her memory? "Then do you remember why you were here?" I tried to provoke his memory.

"Hmmm, I just remember a woman bringing me here, but she's never come back since."

I'm speechless. "Then, your mother's father?"

"They've been divorced since I was a kid. I don't even remember how Mom looked because I lived with Dad. Then, Dad got married again. I left home half a year ago because I couldn't stand my stepmother's treatment. My friends went to SMU, and I roamed the streets. I was beaten and chided by people like a stray cat. And here I am now." Misaki tells him what happened to him, but does not mention that she has met Tora. To him, Tora did not exist.

"Your friends?" askaku.

"I had some close friends, but they never came to see me. Maybe they think I'm really crazy" Misaki laughed bitterly.

"I'm sorry for what happened to you, Misaki. My parents got divorced, and I lived with my grandmother in Hokkaido, in Hakodate."

"Well! I'd love to go there!" sengas excited.

"Oh yeah?"

We talked about a lot of things. Because we live in different prefectures, we can compare them, for example, differences in climate or typical food. It made me remember my hometown.

Although I was born in Tokyo, my father's family is Hokkaido. I moved to Tokyo to find work. He was a salesman for a printing company. Because his work piles up, sometimes having to accompany clients until late, he prefers to sleep in the office. Maybe that's why I can't stand the attitude of Dad who doesn't pay attention to family. After the divorce, Dad lived in a small apartment close to his office location. Back then, I didn't know anything. I know this is all from Grandma because apparently Dad used to call Grandma to just tell her stories.

Our home is in Hakodate, south of Hokkaido. In the spring, cherry blossoms bloom. We and our family went to Goryoukaku Fort which is now a public park for hanami, which is around April. And in winter, sometimes we go to the Abuta area to ski or just enjoy the view of Niseko Village. We also visited Sapporo Yuki-matsuri in Sapporo to see hundreds of ice sculptures with varying themes.

"Tomomi?" call Misaki, surprise me. "You okay?" tanyanya's worried.

"No. I just thought of my grandmother" I smiled shyly.

"If only I had a family like you, too," Misaki said, looking down. "As long as I'm here, no one comes to visit me."

It's so sorry Misaki. "Mean that I'm the first?" I was excited, wanting to make her forget the sad things.

Misaki nodded. "Congratulations, yes" he said with a smile.

Since then, I always bring flowers for her every time I come.

I looked at Tora's face which was silent. His beard had grown a few millimeters long. His eyes glared, his mind drifting to nowhere. I dare not surprise him. So, I just waited while wondering, if Tora doesn't believe me.

"Did he say that?" ask me for the umpteenth time. But if I answer, he'll be dumb again. Maybe he was too shocked by my report about Misaki not remembering him. Well, how else? I'm just telling the truth. Who knew Tora had an idea to make her beloved sister remember something.

We were both sitting in a ramen shop. Two bowls filled with ramen of our order have been provided at the table, but have not been touched at all. Actually I'm hungry. Plus the cold air tonight made the fat layer inside my body thin. I think my stomach will be ringing soon. But since Tora hasn't shown an appetite, I haven't taken any chopsticks either.

"I have to see him" muttered Tora, then turned to me. "My company met him!"

"Eh? You want to see him?"

"He must have remembered that he had seen me," Tora nodded her head many times.

"You want to be punished?" I remind her of her status as a Yakuza member.

"But if it's like this, maybe Misaki won't remember me forever" said Tora. The man sighed, confused as to what to do.

"Just calm down, Tora-san. I'll help him recover his memories. Trust me!" I said elevate myself. Though, I said it just to encourage Tora. I don't have any ideas in my head, let alone create a miracle. I picked up the chopsticks and started clamping my already cold ramen.

Why would I want to get involved in the Tora family? If I don't care now, it's too late. The longer, the more I can't bear Misaki. I even consider the girl a sister. He is very innocent in telling anything. Sometimes I feel guilty for keeping a few things secret about myself, for example I had a fight with Koizumi and friends.

At school, I was a gossip. This is because Tora who almost every day picks me up after school. The mysterious figure of Tora with his mustache and beard is indeed feared by most school residents. They think I'm a Yakuza kid or dating a Yakuza. You say so, no problem for me. Importantly, ever since Tora stopped by, Koizumi no longer dared to make trouble with me. The aura of 'do not get close' was directly attached to me.

I was always alone at lunch, sports hours, and laboratory practice. No one wants to accompany me. Doesn't matter. I can always chat with Misaki. In fact, I brought my textbooks to read them. Misaki has an interest in History lessons. He was very happy if I gave him books on history at home and abroad.

Misaki is not allowed out of the hospital because she has no place to stay. I would love to take her home, but the circumstances of my cramped apartment are not supportive. His doctor said that Misaki should take the medicine in time. If not, the trauma will come back after him and make him remember things that are not desirable. In this case, the torture is done by his stepmother, which will later have a bad effect on Misaki's behavior, such as self-harm or even suicide.

"Let's Tomomi!" call Taguchi-sensei out loud.

"Eh?" I flinched from my daydream about Misaki. "Yes?"

"You're gonna be the female lead."

"For what?" my question does not understand. Most of the students in my class laughed.

"Cinderella's drama."

"Cinderella?" I widened my eyes as big as I could for not believing.

"And who will be your prince is...Hiromitsu Seiji's."

Instantly the class immediately splashed, while I was just dumbstruck. Me? Cinderella's? No way!

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