Meshitaki Onna ni Yakuza no Ai wa Omosugiru Chapter 28

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I let out a more indifferent voice than I expected.

The man fixedly stared this way.

「What do you want me to do?」

「――I don't want anything to be done to me. It's my life.」

What's up with that question at this point in time.

I don't want anything done to me, no duh.

I don't want to be forcefully confined, I don't want to be forced into s.e.x, and honestly, I don't want to be forced to smile fakely.

It's super scary, and even though I have a const.i.tution that is easily swept away by the flow, even I have likes and dislikes.

Even if I was told to happily live under circ.u.mstances that completely disregarded my will, it'd be impossible.

Finding work at that savage President's place and making food for my four yakuza neighbors were all done out of my own volition.

Though it wasn't like I wasn't driven into those situations, in the end, I did it because I felt like it wasn't too bad.

Well, there were times I would ruminate about President's despotism and was prevented a number of times from quitting, but that was, well, at those times I would resign myself to it and continue working there.

But, this man was too thorough.

To get what he liked in his hands, he didn't hesitate to use unscrupulous means. Like so, the things he got interested in all became warped.

But, he ultimately seems like the type to say「this is different from what I wanted」and throw the thing away. Un.

Well, that was fine in its own right.

That day, at the run down 30 year old apartment, when I thought this characteristic man would seriously take a liking to me――

The reason I ran away wasn't simply because I didn't want to be caught by him.

Certainly, he seemed whimsical and cruel, and during the time he liked me it'd be fine, but I a.s.sessed that when those feelings faded, he would throw me away.

But that was something only I knew, and while thinking it was a pain, I regretted fleeing all the way to Kochi.

He was only curious about me.

Although, to restrain a boring person like me, he was willing to hurt my four neighbors and his underlings, expressly displaying that event to me.

And, it still feels like he would use those four against me again though.

Using others safety as resources to bind my free will, I can't a.s.sent.

By the way, according to President, I'm a pretty selfish person.

I'll never do something I don't want to do, and my refusal is through so I don't have a shred of cuteness.

It's heartless to say that to me who is such a submissive worker. I definitely wish he'd revise his opinion.

「I'm just a boring person. ――I'm a plain, old, small-chested, dumb, natto-like woman. That's why, can you please let me loose? It's an honor to have a peculiar man like you take an interest in me. But I don't think it's enough of an honor to sacrifice everything for.」

After I finished speaking my piece, the man didn't falter.

「――But that's Nanao」

――Yes?

「But that's what makes you Nanao. That's the Nanao I want」

Without laughing, without slouching, he straightforwardly looked at me.

As if to pierce through me, staring intently.

His eyes were beautiful. Even though he was shroud in an aura was evidently of someone who lived in the underground society, he looked at me with eyes as if they were a child’s.

Then, he suddenly covered both my eyes with a large hand.

――Eh?

When I wondered if something was going to happen, he removed his hand.

「――I want you, Nanao」

In the eyes of the man saying such things once more, drops of water pooled.

Then, they flowed down his cheek――

EEEEHHHH!?

――I super drew back.

Those are definitely eye drops, aren't they!!!?

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