THR Chapter 43: Yakuza. Part one.

Side: Murayama Touka

My name is Murayama Touka.

I’m 17 years old.

I’m 157 cm tall and 52 kg.

I’m just a normal girl who’s manager of the baseball team and class president, I have problems with my breasts which are G-cup which is a bit too big.

However, my family background is not of a normal high school girl.

I think that my father who was a salaryman began investing in stocks when I was in the lower grades of primary school.

At first he was dealing with excess cash, however when I was around middle school he was trading with margins.

At first he made an idiot-like amount of money and there were vacations abroad several times per year…

He got carried away dealing with Forex Leverages and our family’s ruin began.

The tens of millions of yen in our deposit in an instant melted away and then to return he begged our relatives to loan him money…

He lost that money too and then the relatives cut him off, he piled up a debt from loaning companies.

And then in the end he dealt in illegal loans and then not knowing what to do anymore—

Father leaving his family behind jumped in front of a train during rush hour.

A lot of life insurance money was financed by illegal loans since it wasn’t a direct murder… Well, I think he was cornered.

But for us who had fallen into misfortune that wasn’t the end.

It seems that he borrowed from an insane place where the interest was 10% more every 10th day… Even the life insurance couldn’t cover it.

And then.

“The debt father left— The whole family can’t pay it back.”

A man in black suit while smoking a tobacco said that in our one tatami room in a broken down apartment building.

Mother is prostrating herself on the opposite side of the table where the man is sitting while me and my younger brother are shivering in the corner.

“I can’t do anything but part-time… so the amount of I can return is… I’m sorry. I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Well, it’s hard for a middle-aged person like you who has no qualifications, experience, or academic background to earn money.”

He sniffed out his tobacco which got small on the floor.

“Ah…”

The man yelled loudly to mom who raised her head to the scorched place.

“I didn’t tell you that’s fine to raise your head!? Shitty hag!”

Once again mother pressed her head on the floor.

“I’m sorry!”

“For me to let out such a loud voice… Well, me laughing kindly in the future depends on the actions of you lot.”

“Us…?”

“You see, I thought of many things. What is needed for me and you guys included to be happy? And I was thinking and thinking… Then I noticed.”

He changed his view towards me and then smiled.

“Isn’t there a girl that can earn money here? If she takes off her glasses she’s beautiful however, above all else… It’s those enormous breasts. I have an acquaintance who manages a prostitution club of high school girls. If she’s working there then… She’ll be a huge bleeding service. She’ll be able to stop all the interest rates of the debts that have risen to 20 million. After that, she can return by 90% advance deduction of her salary in monthly installments.”

My mom trembled, while my blood has been drained from my head.

“This girl is only 17! Forgive her… Please pardon her!”

Then he smiled and loudly declared.

“On the contrary, she won’t be pardoned!”

「……」

「……」

For a brief moment there was a silence in the room.

Inside the room the only sounds echoing were of me and my brother shivering and my mother crying.

The man asked me to break the silence.

“So? Touka-chan was it?”

“…Yes.”

“What will you do?”

“Please let me think for a bit.”

The man made a huge smile.

“Okay. I’ll give you time until tomorrow’s evening. Keep in mind I always try to be a gentleman. So please don’t make me use violent methods.”

And he snapped his fingers.

When he did so a big muscular man with height of 190 cm wearing jeans, black T-shirt and holding a metal bat entered the room.

He walked to the corner of the room and stopped in front of the dresser.

And then he greatly swinging the metal bat—

He did a full swing to the dresser.

*Bakon* the sound of destruction echoed, the wood scattered around and a hole was created on the dresser.

On that sound my body, my younger brother’s body and mom’s body shook.

“Well… please think a lot so that your younger brother’s head doesn’t become like the dresser.”

And then the big man asked the black suited man with a vulgar face.

“Aniki? This female brat will also become a product, right? In that case, how about we do sample-testing?”

The black-suited man got up in silence and then urged the big man to give him the metal bat.

And then—

*Gakon* a parched sound came.

The black suited did a full-swing with the metal bat on the big man’s face.

And then he fell down in such an exaggerated way like a big tree had fallen down.

“Don’t speak bullshit! She still hasn’t given her consent! If she doesn’t do it voluntarily then she won’t but into pro! Do you think the customers will be glad of her forced and reluctant service!? She needs to willingly serve and take responsibility of the 20 million debt her shitty father has left! We’ll be troubled if she doesn’t do it like that!”

*Gakon*

*Gasun*

*Splat*

The black-suited man mercilessly beats the man who had fallen down.

“Stop it! Aniki! I’ll seriously die!”

“You’ll be cured of your stupidity if you die once!”

*Gakon*

*Gasun*

*Splat*

The black-suited man continued to mercilessly beat the man who had fallen down.

“St…op… Ani…ki”

The big man had his nasal bone broken and his face full of bloody.

“You know? Nowadays aggressive yakuza don’t earn any money. You squeeze the ducks without killing them! How many times have I told it to you muscle-brain!?”

“I’m sorry… Aniki…”

The black suited man threw the metal bat.

And then he faced me with a huge smile.

“Well, today’s a warning. I’m sincerely asking you to not make me use violent methods. Well then, let’s end it at that. I’m expecting a nice answer from you, Touka-chan.”

And then we walked outside of our home and left the bloodstained floor and broken dresser as they were.

The evening of the same day.

I was wandering in the forest park.

—-There’s nothing more to be done.

My mother is only crying and my younger brother is afraid.

To do something about this situation… As I thought I can only…

While thinking about it tears were coming.

And then I met Morishita-kun happily talking with… Abeno-senpai who was 1 school year above me and they were sitting on a bench.

“A, president.”

“Morishita…kun?’

The person that saved me who was in a crisis at the time of the hijacker case.

Honestly, I thought he was very cool… I approached however… I sighed looking at how intimate both of them were.

I’m aware of… how I look.

However, I’ll never be a rule-breaker like Abeno-senpai who looks like she has come from an art museum.

Un. As I thought it is like that. Morishita-kun’s expression is different from the time he was on a date with me.

That’s already and I was thinking many things; however, I have no choice but to accept the reality.

“What’s wrong, president? Your face is pale.”

Honestly, I think my mentality is gone.

And then, I think that Morishita-kun has been established as a hero of justice inside me due to that hijacker case.

That’s why… The first thing that came out of my mouth to Morishita-kun was this.

“Please save me… Morishita-kun.”

And then… later… I had noticed that the situation has become ludicrous.

I noticed Abeno-senpai and my classmate Lela Sakaguchi were glad to enter the yakuza den like they had found a nest of Metal Slimes to farm.

I—

I have requested help from outrageous people…

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