Chapitre 2: A compromise
Laughter filled the room as all of the men looked at me. The old man's son chuckled as he looked at me up and down. I flushed.
Not only was I mentally exhausted from all of the events that were happening, but I was also physical done. Maybe it would be better if someone would shoot me now. The old man's son walked up to me even though I was pointing a gun at him. He bent and lit his cigarette as his hair slightly swept to cover his eye.
I don't want to admit it but.....he's a looker. The way that he walked and his stare made the label of "bad boy" an understatement.
I will not yield. The man then stopped when the barrel of my gun touched the left side of his chest where his heart is. His lips turned slightly as he said.
"Go ahead. Shoot me. Or are you too afraid to do so?"
I looked at the man and chuckled. The man raised his hand as several of his henchmen stood up. The man then took out the cigarette and blew smoke out in my face. I coughed as I turned my face. I then turned back to face him and said.
"Before I shoot you I would like to know your name."
The man's eyes widened slightly before he answered.
"Why do you want to know the name of the man that you are about to kill? Or is it that you want to give up and agree to the engagement?"
Give up my ass. As if I was thinking of that. I breathed in and calmed down. If the only way to get out of here was to kill him then I would do it. But there is another problem that I would have to face. As soon as I shoot this man, his henchmen will take me out. By killing him I will be losing more than gaining.
I lowered my gun and backed away. The man smirked before he answered.
"Oh? I thought that you were going to be quite defiant turns out that you're just a little scared girl-"
Bang!
The man's cigarette dropped from his mouth as he turned to see a bullet hole on the wall behind him. A scratch on his ear. He chuckled as he looked back to see smoke coming out of my gun from where I was sitting. I blew on the barrel of the gun and said.
"An eye for an eye. Nw that we're even why don't we formally introduce ourselves? My name is Astrid Jennings."
I stood up and stretched my hand. The man smiled as he took my hand and shook it.
"It's nice to meet you Astrid. My name is Haruto Yamaguchi."
I chuckled nervously. Did this fucker just say Yamaguchi? The biggest clan of the Yakuza? I peered from the side and looked at the old man who was sitting calmly. He smiled and waved at me. I waved back. Holy shit. Even in death I've managed to get myself into trouble.
The old man then waved over his men.
"Did Reo come back with the sake?"
The man named Reo had a scar run along his gaunt face. He stepped into the room and set pottery bottles in front of the old man. The old man then motioned next to sit in front of him. I bowed to Haruto and sat on my knees in front of the man. Thank God for my anime knowledge which allows me to know basic Japanese etiquette. I looked at the old man.
He had a cheerful smile but looked quite serious and wise. Haruto then plopped on the tatami mat next to me. He opened a cigarette box and took out another one and lit it. I turned to him and said.
"Smoking is bad for you."
The room turned quieter as Haruto looked at me in surprise.
"Don't women usually think that men who smoke are cool?"
I shook my head at what Haruto had said. That was the typical stereotype associated with smoking. I then replied.
"No. Looking cool does not equal the terrible consequences. Cigarettes have chemicals known as carcinogens and an increased amount of carbon monoxide which could be detrimental to your lungs. The possibility of throat, or lung cancer are highly likely."
I slapped my forehead. Holy fuck. I can believe that I was telling people in the 1920's about tobacco. The old man laughed as he looked at me.
"Wow Haruto, your future bride seems to be quite knowledgeable and she certainly cares for your wellbeing."
I flushed as I shook my head and bowed my head.
"I'm sorry sir but I can not marry your son. I am still too young and I would like to focus on my career."
"Hahaha! She says that she's too young and she wants to focus on her career! What may be your career dear?"
"A chemist sir."
The old man stroked his beard as he looked at me in interest.
"Are you an apprentice of a man who studies chemistry or?"
"No I study chemistry at a University."
The old man then slapped the back of Reo's head.
"You Baka! You didn't tell me that the Don's daughter was this lucrative!"
Reo bowed and apologized. I shivered as I felt Haruto's intense gaze on my face. He then turned his head and looked down at my chest and whistled. I glared at him and crossed my arms over my chest. I've always been mocked for having a larger bust size than my peers. This was also true of my thighs. I always didn't think of it until this moment.
"Astrid dear, you do understand the consequences of rejecting the proposal of the Yakuza, right?"
The old man then looked at me threateningly as he smiled. Suddenly all of the men standing near the walls took out their large guns and pointed them at me. My heart beat quickened as I breathed out. I need to calm down despite the situation. I then said.
"Look sir. I am not refusing your proposal. Instead I would like to ameliorate it."
The old man stroked his beard as amusement filled his eyes.
"Oh? How interesting. Go on."
I coughed into my hand and said.
"It's not that I don't want to marry your son. He is certainly handsome and capable as a husband. And for that reason I would like to become someone who is worth his love. In that case I would like you to give me some time to make an accomplishment that is worth your praise. I guarantee that you will surely profit from it."
The old man laughed as Haruto chuckled.
"You are quite admirable Astrid. You know how to keep calm and are quite capable to be my son's wife. You don't have to worry about that. I'm sorry to say this but dear, the more you try to convince me the more that I'm encouraged about making you my daughter in law."
I chuckled nervously as I clenched my trembling hands. I was now at my wit's end. This old man is pissing me off more than an anime harem protagonist.
"Oh and by the way Astrid dear call me father from now on."
I nodded and said.
"Thank you for the honor father but I truly believe in the validity of my words. I have a plan for turning this prohibition to our advantage without getting the risk of being caught."
The old man's eyes sparkled as he clasped my hands.
"That's it. Astrid you are now a part of this family. Reo go to one of her father's subordinate and call them over for dinner tomorrow."
Holy fuck popsicles in December! This shit was not going the direction that I want. The old man then said to me.
"Astrid dear, you will stay in our guest room today. It is already too late for you to go back home. This time is dangerous for a young and beautiful girl like you."
I smiled nervously. But on the inside I was shooting the old guy in the head thousands of times. Let me just comply with them for now and try to understand the situation.
Reo then slid open the door to the right and led me into a large bedroom. A futon was on the ground with a small vanity in the corner. Japanese writing decorated the walls. It was quite peaceful.
"Thank you Reo!"
Reo blushed as he said.
"You're welcome Onee-San."
I then plopped on the futon and closed my eyes. Frankly I was tired as hell. Now the main question is. How am I going to escape from the clutches of the Yakuza?
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