Meshitaki Onna ni Yakuza no Ai wa Omosugiru

29. It’d be better if you paid a little more attention to your image

Purposely blocking my view and sprouting tears on his face the next moment, no matter how I look at it, I can tell it’s faked.

I balked at the extremely blatant crocodile tears that he, a mature man with his feet completely immersed in the underground world, faked.

――A-amazing, he doesn’t care about his image at all.

Perhaps noticing my face was twitching, the man clicked his tongue.

「Oi, Kisugi」

He called out someone’s name with a low voice.

「Yes」

The man in the front seat replied with a smile in his voice.

I glanced at him; it was the brown haired man I met eyes with in the entryway of my apartment ―― the Mary-san mail guy.

Oh right, we’re inside a car right now.

Strangely, I keep feeling like it’s only the two of us here. I’m ashamed.

「It wasn’t effective at all. You said that using tears to get what I want was good against her type」

It was a voice that would’ve been fatal against a weak-willed person, but the man in the front seat didn’t falter.

「Boss, that was terrible. What was that just now? Covering up her eyes and crying the next minute, it’s so obvious that anybody would’ve found out」

Indeed.

So, he tried to persuade me by crying?

The man clicked his tongue again.

Then he turned this way once more, the brutality that was hiding in his body unrestrained, and smiled.

「Sorry, Nanao. I didn’t plan to let you escape from the beginning. If you don’t like being forced, then start feeling like you want to be beside me.」

……Again with the selfishness.

「You’re just going to completely disregard my own will?」

「Yep. You’ll have the same opinion as me soon, but for now I won’t comply with it.」

The same opinion soon, what do you mean by that!?

……That’s absurd!

「Resign yourself and just look at me. I’ll endure with just that for now.」

……Eh.

Enduring with just that for now, what’s going to happen after that then?

I want to ask, but I don’t want to ask…

But, well, if you compromise in life, you’re bound to pay up!

「I’ll just be frank, what exactly do you want to do with me? Hahaha…」

With a cramped smile, I asked the man who was hovering over me like a hood, looking at me at point-blank.

「Hmm. I want to make you only mine, take care of you until you’re all wet and slippery, make it so you can only think of me, unable to do anything but be loved by me and make you useless as a human being.」

Scary!!!

Isn’t that simply wanting me to get addicted to drugs!!?

……Let’s pretend I didn’t ask, un.

Or rather, how should I say this……

For just curiosity towards a kitchen maid, using words like wet and slippery, or slimy and sticky……

Eh, in other words, this person, towards me……

No no, there’s no way.

Or rather, I don’t want it to be that way!

Un, it feels like I’m getting the chills.

For now, I’ll stop asking any more.

「Boss, women will become anxious if you don’t say those things properly.」

There, Mary-san interjected with an oddly self-satisfied look.

Stop it, Mary-san. Don’t say anything unnecessary!

On the contrary, being told will make me anxious!

「Is that so?」

The man peered into my face as if asking for confirmation.

「No no no no!!! I’m fine!!」

I shook my head with all my might.

I’ll have no regrets even if my head flies off right now!

――But, God was cruel.

「You might finally give up if I do tell you, Nanao」

His dreadfully mischievous feelings laid bare, the man grinned widely.

「――I like you, Nanao」

I’ll bet you on it.

Right now, my face looks exactly like Munch’s “The Scream”――