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Kodoku na Inutachi (Light Novel) - Chapter 5
Chapter 5
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When it became night, Kanou’s henchman named Akira brought him dinner. He said with an extremely reluctant expression on his face, “The boss asked me to this,” and pressed the sandwich against Kyosuke’s mouth, trying to force him to eat.
“Fucking whore.”
He knew he should eat in order to gain strength, but being verbally abused by Akira made Kyosuke clamp his lips together out of anger and refuse to eat out of his hands.
“Do whatever the hell you want then,” Akira swore and left. After that, the door of this room did not open again. It seemed that Kyosuke had been brought to Kanou’s bedroom, but even after dawn, Kanou still had not returned. He couldn’t straighten out his messed up clothes since his hands were tied behind his back, but that wasn’t the only thing, he also could not move freely as he would like to because his body had been wounded from being fucked against his will. Because Kanou violated him, Kyosuke had spent one night lying in bed in this terrible state. Several hours later it become light outside and the door opened without even a knock. A man he didn’t expect to see peeked inside.
“Hey, you okay?” Kouta, who had said that he would make Kyosuke his subordinate, entered the room. He acted completely different from how he had acted yesterday. He nervously approached the bed and slightly bowed his head.
“A- aniki?”
Surprise overcame the feelings of shame at having Kouta see him naked. Putting up with the pain from his wounds, he tried to sit up but Kouta stretched out his hand to help him up and also covered Kyosuke’s lower half of the body with a towel. He had a painful expression on his face.
“Th- thank you.”
Kyosuke looked up at him as he thanked him, not understanding why he was here, but Kouta appeared embarrassed and immediately averted his eyes away from Kyosuke. Then he began to speak in barely a whisper.
“The authorities ordered that you…I mean, that you – Kaoru-san – is to be placed under my care.”
“What?” Kyosuke was so surprised to hear that he inserted the ‘san’ to his name that he inadvertently cried out.
“And because you…I mean, you – Kaoru-san – are aniki’s ‘woman’, I was told I cannot speak impolitely to you.”
He felt uncomfortable that Kouta used the word ‘impolite’, but perhaps the person who had ordered him to do that had used that word.
“Um, who did…”
Could it have been Kanou himself who had ordered Kouta to do this? Kyosuke thought, but he had guessed wrong.
“It was Iwatsuki-san. The boss’s assistant.”
“……Iwatsuki-san said that……?”
Why had he ordered a thing like this? Kyosuke pondered.
“That’s why,” Kouta began to speak very reluctantly and Kyosuke came back to his senses upon hearing his voice. “Allow me to take care of you.”
“Thank you for that, aniki.”
This was the most uncomfortable thing ever. On top of that, Kyosuke worried that having Kouta meddle in like this decreased his chances of running away.
Rather than taking care of him, perhaps Kouta was serving as a guard? It suddenly hit him. That must be what Iwatsuki had intended. He had seen on the Internet – on a gossip article, so to speak – that the Okawa’s wakagashira, Kanou, and the wakagashira’s assistant, Iwatsuki, were aspiring to reverse their positions without any rivalry going on between them, even though in public Iwatsuki always obeyed Kanou. It seemed that Iwatsuki was older in terms of age. According to that gossip article, Iwatsuki had been the first to join the Okawa but accepted that the Okawa wakagashira be his boss.
Perhaps Iwatsuki had sent Kouta because he was suspicious that there was some hidden meaning behind Kanou making Kyosuke his ‘woman’? Kyosuke thought about this, but frankly even if there was a ‘hidden’ meaning behind it, Kyosuke himself did not understand what it could be.
“I’m doing all of this because aniki Kanou told me he was counting on me. If there’s anything you need, just tell me…erm, I mean…let me know…please. First, we have to wash you up, then…um…we have to take care of your wounds……”
“Ah, um…aniki. Could you please stop speaking so formally?” Feeling that there was some a sort of a menace in the way Kouta was acting towards him, Kyosuke timidly asked him this. It somewhat resembled sarcastic flattery. Kyosuke probably wouldn’t be treated badly because the senior members had ordered Kouta to take care of him, but since right now Kouta’s position had fallen from what it had originally been before, Kouta seemed extremely dissatisfied about that. When you have someone bearing ill-will towards you, problems are sure to follow. However, it wouldn’t make a difference even if Kyosuke were to tattle-tell on Kouta, that’s why Kyosuke acted humble, hoping to put him in a good mood.
“ ‘Cause to me, you’re my aniki no matter what.”
“Seriously, though. Why’d you become the boss’s lover?”
Perhaps Kyosuke’s method of being humble worked, because finally, Kouta returned to talking like himself again. Kouta pouted and scowled at him, but there was no ill-will in his eyes.
“…I don’t know……Is the boss gay?” Kyosuke asked Kouta, lowering his voice. He wanted to know any information about Kanou.
“No way. As far as I know, he never seemed interested in men. But he also doesn’t like women. What’s the word for that? ……Oh, oh yeah. He’s too stoic. He’s popular with women, but he’s the type of guy that goes for doing good at his job than having many lovers, ya know?” That’s another cool thing about him, Kouta said, openly praising Kanou, but then he looked shocked. “Tha- that is his character.”
“Seriously, aniki, you don’t need to speak formally. Please speak like we always did when we were together.”
“But…!” Kouta pouted again when Kyosuke pleaded.
“The boss is gonna get mad at me and at Iwatsuki-san!”
“If it’s just us in here, no one is gonna find out, right?” Do you think I’m going to tell on you? Kyosuke wanted to ask, but it seemed that Kouta understood what Kyosuke meant.
“Alright then, if you say so.”
He was a little reluctant about it, but it seemed that Kouta’s mood had very much improved now and he suddenly became more talkative.
“So that’s how it is then. First I’m gonna take you to the bath, then I’m gonna fix you up. I heard you tried to make a run for it? I was told not to let go of your hand, so……come on, a’ight?” Let’s go, Kouta said, then grabbed Kyosuke’s arm and tried to lift him up of the bed.
“Thank you.”
He expressed his gratitude and stood up with Kouta’s help. Kouta held on to his arm as Kyosuke left the room and headed towards the bathroom.
“I’m gonna untie you for a sec. You’re not gonna run for it, right?”
There was already hot water in the bath. After Kouta said that, he freed Kyosuke’s arms – that were bound by the belt – so that Kyosuke could take off his shirt. For a split second, a thought of slipping past Kouta and making a run for it popped into Kyosuke’s head, but not only was Kouta no match for him when it came to physical strength, even if he tried to run for it, there was no way he could go outside completely naked like this, so he dismissed that thought. He had no choice but to wait and see how the situation played out. Because of that, Kyosuke did not stop Kouta from binding his hands again. After he was immersed into the bath, Kouta washed his body.
“I wonder….” Kouta’s face became expressionless seeing Kyosuke wince when the soap stung his wounds and quietly asked this. “This sure looks pretty bad, but I wonder if aniki really did have sex with you.”
“…….”
Kyosuke disagreed with the expression “have sex”. What happened to him was simply rape. However, Kouta would probably not listen to him or agree with him if Kyosuke told him that, so he kept his mouth shut. It was already too late for Kyosuke to feel humiliated from it, but he couldn’t help it anyway. As Kyosuke was about to bite his lip, he heard Kouta clear his throat.
“I bet aniki got turned on ‘cause you look like a girl.”
“…….”
As Kyosuke hung his head, not knowing how to respond, he saw Kouta’s lower half of the body. He was wearing only his underwear. It startled him to see that the front of his boxers was bulging, but he looked away, thinking that it was better to pretend he didn’t notice it. After Kouta washed Kyosuke’s body and hair, he offered to treat the wounds around Kyosuke’s buttocks, but Kyosuke refused out of shame. It seemed that Kouta was not too keen on doing it either, muttering that he was going to get scolded because of that, so he complied with Kyosuke’s request and undid the bindings on his arms to let him put on a sweat suit. Then he bound his hands again.
“I’m sorry. Could you tie my arms in front of me?”
Not only was it a little painful to maintain a body position with his hands tied behind his back, it also made it difficult to do things like sit up. It would be much more comfortable to have his hands tied in front of him, and also, he could probably manage to untie the bindings with his mouth.
When he nervously suggested this, Kouta replied: “Can’t be helped then,” and complied with Kyosuke’s request again by tying Kyosuke’s wrists in front of him. “Let’s go back to the room.”
He then grabbed Kyosuke by the wrist once more, and they were about to leave the bathroom when suddenly the bathroom door violently swung open. A man stepped inside.
“I- Iwatsuki-san!”
Kyosuke was surprised but not as much as Kouta. Iwatsuki ignored Kouta – who was wide-eyed and wondering why Iwatsuki was here – and reached towards Kyosuke as if he was stealing him away from Kouta.
“The Ogawa kumichou1 requests you.”
“Ku-kumichou?”
His upper arm was seized with force, and he got dragged away. He heard Kouta’s voice behind him, but that voice was immediately tapered down.
“I- Iwatsuki-san, what does the kumichou want?”
“He said he wants to see the boss’s stubborn new lover’s face. He wants him to be presented to him immediately,” and you don’t need to come, Iwatsuki said to Kouta over his shoulder and without waiting for a reply, he turned to Kyosuke, glared at him and said, “Hurry up.”
“U- um……”
I don’t understand why – these words consumed him, but all thoughts of trying to disobey disappeared under Iwatsuki’s intense glare.
“I- Iwatsuki-san, aniki Kanou knows about this, right?” Kouta’s voice shook as he asked nervously.
“The leader has also requested him,” Iwatsuki gave a curt reply and pulled Kyosuke by the arm as he began to walk again.
“T- take care.”
They left the room as Kouta called out behind them in a soft voice, and Kyosuke continued down the hall behind Iwatsuki, who walked briskly. He was seized with pain with every step he took, but more than the pain in his body, Kyosuke was overcome by the murky feeling in his heart. He could only foresee bad things.
As they walked, he recalled the information he had obtained about the Okawa kumichou – Okawa Kazunari – the man who had developed the Okawa to be a great organization in all of Kanto, no, in all of Japan. In terms of being tyrannical, this organization exceeds even the most wicked legends of the world, and it was said that what made this organization thrive was how cruelly they treated people. People were nothing to them.
Since the ancient times, the yakuza organization has valued chivalry. Now days they encourage building relationships between people and the community, however, it seemed that the Okawa had not inherited that ‘chivalry’ mindset, and there were even news stories that claimed the title of ‘mafia’ suited them more than the ‘Japanese yakuza’ title. Prestigious yakuza did not deal drugs. It was common knowledge in this world that those who lay their hands on such things are to be looked on with contempt for their unorthodox ways, but the Okawa not only shamelessly sold drugs they also established a grand exchange of drug sales with the Chinese and Korean mafias, and due to that gained enormous profits. Overtime, the Okawa obtained such great power that they made connections with foreign mafia and made enormous capital. A hit man, who spoke very little Japanese, killed people who defied the Okawa.
Kyosuke was terribly nervous about meeting the Okawa since they were depicted to be so heinous that it was frightening just to hear about them. What was the reason for this sudden summoning? His terror increased, because he just couldn’t even imagine what it could be about. An urge to run for it welled up inside him, but even if he were to run, it was clear that he would be caught. He was pushed into the elevator and when they arrived in the underground parking garage, he was pushed into the backseat of a shiny black car.
“Drive,” Iwatsuki ordered the chauffer, and then glared at Kyosuke.
“……!”
But rather than a glare, his gaze seemed more like he was deeply interested in him. Gathering up his courage, Kyosuke attempted to ask Iwatsuki a question.
“Um……What matter does the kumichou needs to do?”
At that moment, Kyosuke gasped at the intensely severe look Iwatsuki gave him.
“You have no guts, do you?” Seeing Kyosuke scared, seemed to have improved Iwatsuki’s mood, and he chuckled, slightly nudging Kyosuke on the head. “I’m the one who wants to know that. What does the leader want to meet you for anyway? Because you’re the boss’s first lover?”
“……”
Iwatsuki seemed truly curious. Even though Kyosuke guessed that perhaps he didn’t know the reason either, he still couldn’t just let the subject slide.
“I don’t understand.” He puzzled over it.
“Boss is not the type to do just anything on a whim……However, I think the only reason for him to do this is because it was on a whim,” as Iwatsuki muttered, he stared hard at Kyosuke, as if searching for the answer.
“……I’m getting nervous.” He couldn’t help but be nervous at meeting the kumichou and from having Iwatsuki stare at him. Kyosuke’s voice shook when he muttered this. He also began to shiver because he had just taken a bath not too long ago.
“There’s nothing wrong with being nervous. Even I get nervous when I’m in front of the kumichou,” Iwatsuki said and nudged Kyosuke on the head again. Kyosuke was about to grimace with pain from how strongly Iwatsuki had nudged him, since it felt like being hit, but he controlled himself and instead forced a smile, thinking that it would be troublesome if Iwatsuki didn’t like his reaction.
“Thank you.”
“He knows nothing about you, so I bet he’s just curious. I bet the leader just got interested when he heard that the boss got a male lover,” Iwatsuki laughed heartily, but then suddenly got a serious look on his face and peered into Kyosuke’s eyes.
“This was your first time meeting the boss, right?”
“Ah… yes.”
A chill ran up his spine. Iwatsuki’s eyes had a sharp gleam in them as if he was trying to look past the lie, but Kyosuke tried to prove that he wasn’t lying by staring straight back into his eyes.
“So does that mean the boss fell in love with you at first sight in the office? Hmm…but it was rather unexpected for him to come by the office, too. He must have heard a rumor that Kouta got himself a beautiful boy as an underling or something……”
Kyosuke trembled as he gazed at Iwatsuki, who was visibly frowning, making wrinkles appear in the middle of his eyebrows.
“Why is the boss so interested in you in the first place?”
“I- I don’t know. I…….”
He couldn’t answer anything else besides that. Shaking his head from side to side, Kyosuke desperately thought of an answer that was similar to what Iwatsuki had given before.
“Maybe because aniki Kouta got an underling?”
“I guess. He kind of cares deeply about Kouta, so it’s not like he won’t be interested in anything Kouta does.”
It seemed that he was still not convinced about this being the reason for Kanou’s interest in Kyosuke, but Iwatsuki nodded and looked away from him. Kyosuke bit his lip and controlled himself from letting out a sigh of relief, because he knew that Iwatsuki would get suspicious and start questioning him again.
“At any rate, we’ll find out when we meet with the leader,” Iwatsuki said, as if telling himself ‘no need to fret’ and looked away from Kyosuke, directing his gaze out the car window beside him.
“……….”
That sure will happen, Kyosuke thought as he sat there, unwilling to accept this bad premonition that was welling up in his chest. He didn’t expect that the kumichou would want to meet him, and he now felt guilty that he had given a false name. In addition to that, Kanou already knew who he really was. So could it be that he, Kyosuke, was being investigated because of this? If that were the case, then wouldn’t he be under investigation from the moment Kanou realized who he was? Kyosuke couldn’t think of any other reason for being summoned by the Okawa kumichou besides that. But what would happen if the kumichou found out who he really was? Kyosuke’s stomach was in knots but all he could do now was wait to meet the kumichou and not think about what could happen. Nonetheless, he didn’t believe that the disaster he thought he was prepared for was actually awaiting him.
* * * *
In about an hour, the car arrived at the upscale residential district, Shoto, in Shibuya and stopped in front of a tremendous mansion. The trip had taken a while, since Iwatsuki had thought it rude to bring Kyosuke looking so roughed up to visit the kumichou, so he had brought Kyosuke to the office and made him change his clothes there.
When the car had stopped, the driver rushed out to the intercom, which was affixed on the gate, and as soon as that driver returned to the car, the automatic gate opened. The car then slowly proceeded inside.
Wondering just how large this residential district was, Kyosuke stared out the car window at the vast grounds. He couldn’t even imaginable how much it cost per square meter of this ground. It was a villa that looked just like a high-class Japanese style hotel. In front of the entrance, there was even a rotary and five thugs were standing there, ready to greet the car. As soon as the car stopped, those thugs rushed up to all doors and opened them all at the same time.
“Thank you.”
Iwatsuki called out to them and when he was just about to get out of the car he turned around towards Kyosuke and said, “Hurry up and get out.”
“Ye- Yes!”
It seemed that he was calm, but an air of tension hung on Iwatsuki’s face. When Kyosuke thought that perhaps he would now finally come face to face with the said-to-be atrocious leader of the Okawa, nervousness again welled up in him. He followed Iwatsuki and entered inside. Once he was inside the mansion, he saw that there was a great deal of thugs waiting in here, too, and they bowed to Iwatsuki. As Kyosuke was thinking that it was surprising that there were so many members of this organization in this house, all standing by and waiting for orders, Iwatsuki asked one of the thugs: “Where’s the leader?”
“He’s been waiting since not too long ago,” this way, the thug said, leading the way as he proceeded down the hall. Iwatsuki made a signal with his eyes telling Kyosuke to come along, and Kyosuke nodded and followed after him. When they reached the room at the end of this long hallway, the thug stopped, sat down in front of the Japanese sliding door in a respectful manner, and called into the room.
“Iwatsuki is here.”
“Come in.”
A voice rang from behind the door. Kyosuke held his breath, flinching from just the sound of this voice, and Iwatsuki slowly opened the Japanese sliding door.
“Thank you.”
God knows how many tatami mats were in the large room inside which the kumichou of the Okawa greeted Iwatsuki and Kyosuke as he sat in the finest seat. He had seen the Okawa leader’s photograph before via the Internet, but actually seeing him in person made Kyosuke tremble from the sheer power of his presence. His throat became dry, and he couldn’t even make a sound. That’s how intimidating the Okawa kumichou in front of him was. The Okawa leader would be turning sixty this year, but he looked like he was in his fifties; actually, he had maintained his appearance youthful to make himself seem like he was could even be in his forties. His eyes were sharp like a hawk’s, and just a glance from him could make anyone give way, no matter how strong a man they were.
Kyosuke had read about his reputation via the Internet and just as he had read, he felt himself ‘give way.’
“Hey,” Iwatsuki, who seemed to have noticed Kyosuke’s state, grabbed Kyosuke’s arm and dragged him towards the Okawa kumichou.
“……….”
He couldn’t even muster the words to thank him. Kyosuke collapsed, sitting down on the tatami mat floor and trembling, looked at Iwatsuki.
“……It can’t be helped,” Iwatsuki muttered, looking at Kyosuke, and then bowed to the Okawa leader in the most polite way.
“Leader, as you had ordered, I brought Mihara Kaoru.”
“Thank you,” The Okawa kumichou nodded, smiling at Iwatsuki, and then turned his gaze towards Kyosuke.
“Mihara Kaoru, huh?”
There was a smile on the Okawa leader’s face, but his eyes were not smiling in the least. Those expressionless eyes that reminded him of the darkness of an abyss made Kyosuke tremble far more than being glared at would. His trembling lips couldn’t even produce a quivering sound. Rather, he couldn’t even make a slight move. All Kyosuke could do was just gaze at the Okawa leader, trembling.
“You look like him,” the Okawa kumichou’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“……!”
The Okawa kumichou smilled at Kyosuke, who stiffened in place like a frog hypnotized by a snake.
“What was his last name, now……? Ah, you happen to know the name Syoichi? Written with the characters representing the number one and eye?”
“……!”
Trembling with fear, Kyosuke almost inadvertently let out a sound the moment his older brother’s name ‘Syoichi’ came up.
“You know him, don’t you?” The Okawa asked with so much emotion on his face that it seemed like he was purposefully exaggerating it.
“I- I don’t know……!” Kyosuke shouted immediately. He thought it was on instinct.
“You don’t know?” The Okawa kumichou’s eyes narrowed again, but this time, Kyosuke wasn’t at a loss of words out of fear; he nodded firmly.
“Yes, I don’t know.”
It wasn’t that he didn’t feel afraid, because right now he could clearly sense that his life was in danger; he didn’t quite understand the reason, but the moment the leader had said that he knew his older brother Syoichi, a firm belief that he was going to be killed right here in this place sprouted up in Kyosuke’s chest. And he didn’t want to die. He still hadn’t had his revenge! Besides, now he wanted to know the answer to why the leader of the Okawa had asked about his older brother. Perhaps his older brother had indeed been involved with the yakuza, as he had suspected. Until he made sure that was truly the case, he was not going to die, Kyosuke thought this as he looked straight back at the Okawa kumichou.
“I see. So you don’t know, huh?” The Okawa kumichou chuckled but his eyes were saying, ‘don’t lie.’
“Um, leader……” Iwatsuki timidly called out to the kumichou, because it seemed that he sensed what the leader was trying to get at and he thought that he had to do something.
“Iwatsuki, do you remember, two years ago we had a pet we cared for? Ah, Miyama was his name. Miyama Syoichi…….”
“Miyama Syoichi……Ah!” Iwatsuki cried out, appearing to have remembered and peered at Kyosuke’s face. “He looks like him……yes, he looked like him, I guess……” Iwatsuki gazed at Kyosuke with a piercing look, and the leader continued talking cheerfully.
“He was a beautiful boy. I suppose I stole him away from that place where he worked as a bartender at Yasuda’s shop. You couldn’t tell whether he was a man or a woman, but he had a nice body. I miss him,” a leering smile rose on the Okawa leader’s face as he narrowed his eyes, surely reminiscing on the subject.
“……….”
What was the Okawa kumichou implying? Kyosuke was confused. However, the next thing the Okawa kumichou said made him clearly understand how his older brother had been involved with the yakuza – with the Okawa leader.
“I used him for his body. His body was perfect for such things. At first, I was intrigued by the look on his face as he put up with the pain, but pretty soon dicks became his favorite. If he likes to suck dick, then he’d like it up the ass too, I thought. He clung to me before he lowered my pants and eagerly licked me all over. His lovely buttocks trembled as if saying, ‘I want you to hurry up and fuck me’.”
“………..”
That’s a lie! – Kyosuke desperately controlled himself from shouting this out. The Okawa leader was lying. By degrading his brother, the Okawa leader was waiting for him to become enraged. If this were to happen then that would be proof for him that Kyosuke was related to Syoichi as his younger brother. Telling himself this over and over, Kyosuke suppressed the urge to want to cover his ears; to shut out the vile words of the Okawa kumichou.
“He liked being tied up, too, and he was fond of being beaten with a belt. He was probably a masochist. Oh, that’s right, that time when I shaved off all of his pubic hair he got hard as well. Well, that delighted me. At first, for some time, he hated everything and fought back, but when I gave him money, he did anything I wanted him to. I was delighted. Aside from the dirty things he did only for money, he was a perfect lover.”
Money – the moment Kyosuke heard that word, he almost let out a cry. He recalled memories from the past. There was a time when he had accidentally walked in on his older brother when his older brother had been preparing to enter the bath and was removing his clothes, but then his older brother looked so shaken that he had rushed into the bathroom even before he completely took off all of his clothes. Ever since then, his older brother became careful changing in front of him. When Kyosuke had asked him what was wrong, being surprised to see that there were scars on his older brother’s body, his brother had laughed with a nervous twitch on his face and told him that he fell.
Kyosuke stared at the Okawa leader, dumbfounded. Could it be? Could it really be true what the Okawa leader had said about his older brother? The Okawa leader also stared back at Kyouske, a complacent smile on his face.
“At any rate, you look like him. Come to think of it, Iwatsuki, didn’t Syoichi have a little brother?”
“If I remember correctly, yes……” Iwatsuki nodded, glaring at Kyosuke with a sharp look in his eyes. They got me, Kyosuke thought, bracing himself, but right at that moment his patience snapped when he heard what the Okawa leader said next.
“His little brother wanted to be a doctor, so he needed the money……I feel like I heard that story before. What kind of a doctor did his little brother want to be to make his brother suck a yakuza’s cock? Poor little guy.”
“Argh–!” Kyosuke charged at the Okawa kumichou, screaming. He didn’t even have a weapon or anything, but he couldn’t help but want to punch him.
“Hey!!” However, Iwatsuki, who was beside him, immediately pinioned him and held him back from behind.
“Let me go!”
As Kyosuke struggled, the Okawa leader spitefully asked him:
“What’s wrong? I thought you didn’t know any man by the name of Syoichi?”
The Okawa leader grinned at Kyosuke, who almost screamed, “Syoichi is my big brother!” However, right at that moment, he heard a swooshing sound of the Japanese sliding door being violently opened as one man gallantly entered the room.
“I’m late, leader. It seems my woman did something dumb and careless,” I’m deeply sorry, Kanou said as he approached the Okawa kumichou, sat on his knees in front of him and bowed to the floor. After that, he looked at Kyosuke who was being restrained by Iwatsuki.
“What are you doing? You need to bow too.”
“Wh- ……!” Why do I need to bow!? Kyosuke yelled out, enraged, but heard the Okawa leader’s voice gently flow into his ears.
“Kanou, you knew he was Syoichi’s little brother?”
“……!” Kyosuke gasped.
“No,” Kanou’s reply echoed within the room, overlapping Kyosuke’s gasp.
“Boss,” Iwatsuki raised his voice in warning to Kanou, who glanced at him and said:
“Let go. He’s my woman. I’ll deal with him.”
“I thought it was unusual for you to get yourself a ‘woman’, but……”
But Kanou cut off the Okawa kumichou midway.
“I’m truly sorry, leader. I’ll make sure to warn him not to cause any trouble again.”
“……….”
The Okawa leader shut his mouth and glared at Kyosuke and then at Kanou.
“Then you’re saying he’s not Syoichi’s little brother?” The Okawa leader asked in a whisper, but it was so powerful that it made Kyosuke tremble despite himself.
“That is correct, he’s not,” Kanou bowed, replying listlessly, not at all afraid of how sharp the Okawa leader’s voice sounded.
“……I see……” For a moment, the Okawa kumichou was about to say something else but in the end that was all.
“Excuse me,” Kanou bowed deeply, then got up and looked at Kyosuke. “Let’s go.” He stretched his arm towards him as he approached Kyosuke and clutched him by the arm. Kyosuke had been shaking, but the moment he felt Kanou’s hand on him, he stopped at once.
“……O- ok…….”
Kanou was glaring at him severely, but for some reason Kyosuke felt relief in his heart when he looked at those eyes. As Kanou dragged Kyosuke away from the Okawa kumichou, he heard the Okawa’s bold voice behind him.
“I understand now. So those are your intentions, Kanou?”
Hearing that, Kanou stopped and turned around to look back at the Okawa leader. Kyosuke also turned around to look at the Okawa leader.
“I don’t have any intentions,” Kanou answered listlessly again, but Kyosuke felt like a nervous look appeared on Kanou’s face that hadn’t been there before.
“I know you have a loyal heart,” the Okawa leader grinned and waved his right hand telling them to go.
“Excuse me.”
After Kanou bowed, more politely than he had done so before, he gave Kyosuke, who was just looking at him dumbfounded, an order in a lowered voice.
“What are you doing?” You have to bow too, he ordered him, and Kyosuke bowed unwillingly again. After that, Kanou grabbed Kyosuke by the arm once more and dragged him out, but as soon as he closed the Japanese sliding door behind him, Kyosuke thought he heard a suppressed sigh escape Kanou’s mouth.
“Honestly! You’re such a pain.”
It seemed like he noticed that Kyosuke had been inadvertently staring at him. He clicked his tongue and glared at Kyosuke.
“Come.”
That’s all he said and then proceeded down the hall, taking long strides.
“U- um……” Kyosuke called out to him from behind, but naturally Kanou, who was quickly heading towards the entrance, was ignoring him. There was a mountain of things he wanted to ask. The place where Kanou had told him to ‘come’ was probably Kanou’s own place. Kyosuke decided he would pester him with question as soon as they arrived there. As confused as he still was, Kyosuke let Kanou pull him out of the building and into the car that was parked outside. The car began to move without waiting for Kanou’s orders as soon they both got inside, but Kanou leaned forward from the backseat and told the chauffer to take them to a different address
“Don’t go to my place, go to the S Hotel.”
“Ye- yes, sir.”
The thug driver replied. He seemed confused and looked at the backseat through the rear-view mirror. Having a bad feeling about the fact that they were heading to a hotel and not Kanou’s place like he had firmly believed they were going to go, Kyosuke could not hold back his urge to want to ask his questions right now. He tried to start a conversation with Kanou many times, but Kanou looked out the window beside him as he sat in the moving car. No matter how many times Kyosuke cast glances at Kanou, he never turned around to look at him.
9. Kumichou: Family head; the leader of the yakuza group.
