Chapter 6: Visitors
After a week, Akane decided to finally pay a visit to her uncle, a long distance cousin of her father. One of the few good man, if she say so.
But since she was nowhere 'good', she just sneaks up right into the man's office through the window.
The men looks at her startled and alert but keeps quiet and watch Akane carefully as she took a seat in front of him.
"Kim Kyun Bam." Akane starts, and looks at the man for his reactions.
"I've been given a contract to wipe you off from the face of this land." she says smiling slightly at the man staring at her in pure curiosity, "but I have reasons to not do that."
"So why are you here?" Kyun Bam ask her directly without hesitating.
Her uncle hasn't changed and she like that.
"I want you to make me a new identity, as legal as you can make it, of course there's always a catch." Akane says and watch as her uncle look over her, seemingly trying to figure out who she is, "I can be your informat about all the filthy things you wanna find out about filthy people, fair deal?"
"Why?" Kyun Bam ask, he was unafraid and seem only curious.
"Well, I lost my identity decades ago so," Akane trails and smiled at her uncle directly.
The man stared at her, eyes intense and mind blank before he closed his slightly ajar mouth, picks up his glass of water and gulp a mouthful of it before setting it down.
"I shouldn't have trusted them when they said you're gone." Kyun Bam stated with a wide eyed expression and looks at Akane in disbelief.
"Do we have a deal," Akane ask softly, "Uncle Ki." she added and hold up her hand on the desk.
"Don't you dare disappear on me again," Kyun Bam grasp Akane's hand with his both hands and he almost cried in relief to find the women who resembles his niece being really in front of him.
"Where were you all this time?" Kyun Bam questions, desperate to know more.
How could she? Akane couldn't tell her uncle that she got sold at a strip club to be a sex worker now, can she?
"I'm here now," Akane shrugs her shoulder and pats the elders' hand assuring that the past does not matter anymore.
It took time, but Akane managed to assure her uncle that she will visit him again soon and to not worry over her. She told her uncle bits of pieces before actually parting and heading off.
Mr.Park contacted her concerning the contract, asking if she is accepting it, if he should pay more for her to take up on his request.
"Should I pay more, Akane san are you not interested?" Mr. Park ask her politely, 'cause talking to professional assassin informally is like looking to get shot if you say anything offensive.
"Oh, I am interested," Akane replies, getting the mans' hope up for a second, "I'm just not interested on killing the said man." she said then chuckle at the mans' disappointed 'huh' as she cuts the call.
Akane had her research done on people she cared about. She knows where they are and where they are in their lives. She just couldn't bring herself to enter their normal life and ruin it.
That's why Akane was where she was now, standing far as she watch a man with a little girl going into the restaurant for dinner, probably.
'he has a kid now, how can I possibly mess it up for him?'
There was a bitter feeling inside, but Akane pushes it down and will herself to get on with her schedule.
There was a deal Akane had to secure, she almost got it when Mr. Zhou, a man in his fucking 70 ask her if he could bed her once.
'the deal is important' Akane mentally sighs before smiling forcefully and saying, "Why not?"
Mr. Zhou turn out to be fucking kinky and Akane got tied up on the bed post, for a solid hour.
Sour, her mood was as well as her words were. Akane was at the café after being just so done with that freaking Chinese men. She sat by the far corner table at an 24/7 cafe at Gangnam Street, still in her crop top which has too many holes in them and her thorn jeans with leather jacket and almost knee length strap up boots. She looked like a badass women from comics. She hate herself, but she can't help but wear things that match up with her image. Even the barista working at the counter eyes her warily from across the floor every now and then as if she is going to start something any second now.
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