Chapter 07

Hanami is now in her common room with Sora. Enjoyed the spicy chicken that the girl had just ordered as an evening snack. Hah! Just imagine, what's the girl's food would be, if fried chicken was the dessert for her dinner.

"How was your meeting with the client?" asked Sora, while feeding her big baby, Hanami was like a little sister to Sora. Even though the girl has a demonic soul, in Sora's eyes, she is still a spoiled 20-year-old girl.

"Um." Hanami only nodded and muttered. His mouth was full of his favorite spicy chicken.

"You agree to cooperate with the Mafia?" asked Sora again.

"Hn." Again Hanami just mumbled. Good grief! This girl is too talkative.

Sora stopped his mouthful, staring intensely at the girl in front of him who was focused on watching TV shows. He looked so innocent, to be called a devil. However, that is the reality.

"What's the big payoff?" Sora continued.

"Very large." said Hanami, smiling broadly at Sora.

"How many?"

"It will not run out for our lives in the future."

"Wooaahhh!! You're great, Nam!" Hugging Hanami's body tightly. "Thank you, without you I can't live in luxury." Haru Sora. Making Hanami roll her eyes lazily.

"Shh, let go. I'm going to the bathroom." said Hanami, getting up from her seat with a slight grimace. Walking to the bathroom with difficulty. After that, he returned to his seat.

"What are you really sick of?" surprised Sora. Understand that Sora's brain is too innocent.

Hanami shamelessly revealed her short dress. Damn it! This girl is not wearing underwear. He just straddled in front of Sora, revealing his still swollen look.

"W-what are you doing, huh?!" shock Sora. Even though they are both women, they still feel ambiguous. But not for Hanami, who may have broken her veins of shame.

"Treat mine with this, I'm hard to treat alone." Throw a special ointment to treat intimate places.

With a strange feeling Sora began to treat the lips of Hanami's hole which looked concerned. It must be awful. "What the hell did that guy do to your hole? Did he get a baseball bat?"

PUKK!!

A remote bar successfully hit Sora's head. Until the owner groaned in pain.

"Reckless to say!" Hanami's emotions, sat back down again. He leaned his head on the sofa, staring up at the ceiling.

"What is the real meaning of my life?"

While imagining the face of the man who had just signed a contract with him. Then he straightened himself.

"Ra! Can you get my laptop?"

Without answering Sora immediately took Hanami's laptop. The girl quickly wrote down the rules that must be agreed with Kim Hiroyuki. The rules between them, there should be no feelings between the two of them. Because Hanami doesn't know what love is. For him love is only for stupid humans. Second, Hiroyuki should not interfere in Hanami's personal affairs. And third, Hanami was free to accept clients outside of Hiroyuki's contract. They both have agreed to make their own rules, and just need to sign the agreement later.

Finished thinking carefully about the agreement he had written. Hanami thought about the name of the Mafia leader again, while lying down.

"Kim Hiroyuki...Kim Hiroyuki...Chairman Maf---DOG!!!" Hanami jumped from where he was lying when he remembered the man's name.

Sora, who was focusing on watching the drama, gasped. "Dog!! Dog! Where is the dog!" Surprised the girl, as she shuffled up onto the sofa. Examining where the animal his friend mentioned just now.

Hanami huffed in annoyance. "Tsk, get the contract documents from three years ago!" the order again.

Sora immediately went and took several boxes containing documents about prey biodata that Hanami completed three years ago.

"Oh my! Oh my! Kim Hiroyuki! How could I forget that rancid bastard?!" he muttered, rummaging through all the documents in front of him. Until his eyes widened when he found the old blue documents in his hands. Open the contents of the document and read the name and see the photo attached to the paper.

"Shit! I was right!" Hanami growled, throwing the file in front of Sora. The girl quickly reached for the document, reading it carefully. Suddenly he was surprised.

"Woohoo!!! Isn't this the client you just signed a contract with? You killed him three years ago, this is absolutely insane! And now you signed a contract with him! Really gave up your own life, Nam!" Whoops! Why Sora had to make things clear, Hanami knew that too.

"The world is too small. Did I just dig my own grave?" lethargic.

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Tilulitt... Tilulitt... Tilulitt... Tilulit!

With her eyes closed Hanami fumbled for her cell phone which was lying beside her pillow. And immediately turn off the cell phone connection.

After a while, the girl's cell phone rang again.

"Hah! Bastard! Who disturbed my sleep so early?!" Emotions. Picked up the phone call with his eyes closed.

"Fuck! What do you want?!" he shouted.

'Pack your things! From today, you live with me!"

Without looking at who was speaking, Hanami already knew who it was. Without waiting for the figure to finish speaking, the girl immediately turned off her cell phone. And went back to sleep. It was still seven in the morning, it was too early for Hanami to wake up from her sweet dream.

BRAK!!! BRAK!! BRAKKK!!

"Fuck! You want to die, huh?!" Waking up from his comfortable place, hair disheveled without wearing clothes. Using only less material inside, Hanami couldn't sleep if she was wearing clothes.

"What.. --" Hanami's words stopped, she thought Sora was disturbing her sleep, it turned out to be a perverted male figure who has been always bothering her lately. He wanted to curse if he didn't see Sora being strangled by one of Hiroyuki's subordinates. Even complete with revolver pointed at the girl's forehead.

"Tsk, dammit!" Inevitably Hanami went back into his room and packed all the weapons and clothes he needed.

Hiroyuki laughed softly, he went into Hanami's room. He took off the coat he was wearing to cover the girl's body. But quickly Hanami threw away Hiroyuki's suit. He prefers to reach for torn black pants with his black shirt. Then continue packing it again. Put all the weapons in the big suitcase.

"You're very different, where girls would normally be busy packing up their accessories, but look at you… you're stuffing a gun instead." Hiroyuki chided, walking over to the girl. Hugging her from behind, without any resistance from the girl's figure.

"I'm no ordinary girl!" Hanami snapped, opening a small safe-shaped drawer. Take some bottles containing a blue liquid in them. Then put it in the suitcase.

"You ever wanted to eliminate me with this poison." Not a question but a statement.

Hanami wasn't surprised at all, she was still busy with her activities. "Do you know?"

Hiroyuki rested his chin on Hanami's shoulder, while nodding slowly. He tucked his big fingers into the girl's loose t-shirt. "Yeah, that's why I told you to take a shower." whispered the man, licking Hanami's nostrils sensually.

"Nnggh..." Hanami shuddered, feeling the cold brush of the man's tongue behind her. Tsk, dammit! This pervert always knows his sensitive areas.

Hiroyuki quickly turned Hanami's body, grabbed the girl's slender waist, pulled her nape and roughly crushed the girl's pink lips. Hanami didn't refuse, instead she wrapped her arms behind Hiroyuki's head, gently stroking the man's hair, which made the man even more aroused.

Hiroyuki threw Hanami's body onto the big bed, cradling the girl's body beneath him. Ready to attack the girl's lips again. Before Hanami blocked the lips of the man above her with her index finger.

"Master, mine is still very sore."

"Tsk," squeaked Hiroyuki, standing up from the event of cradling his little bitch. How could Hanami's pleasure pit still hurt? It's been two days since they last made love. What's with that excuse? Hah! Is this girl related to another man? With a sharp gaze Hiroyuki turned towards Hanami's face.

"W-what?" Gugub Hanami, he was uncomfortable when he was stared at by a lecherous tiger like this man nearby.

"You're not playing behind my back, are you?!"

Hanami widened her eyes. Is this guy really that crazy? Did he think Hanami was that cheap?

"Playing behind your back, YOUR EYES!" he snapped, then grinned, while bringing his face close to Hiroyuki's. "You're jealous, aren't you?"

Hiroyuki chuckled, what's with the word jealousy. There is nothing in the dictionary of a Mafia leader such disgusting curse words. To hell with what other people do, remind if Hiroyuki was created without a conscience, maybe...