"I asked for a fair day's pay after a fair day's work. And he kinda got a little angry, so I admit, I kinda got a little angry." - Trevor Phillips.
"Did you kill him?" - Michael de Santa
"No! For what fucking animal do you take me for?! No, I did not kill him!" - Trevor Phillips
"Thank god..." - Michael de Santa
"But I did kidnap his wife!" - Trevor Phillips
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I know something was off. My hand wasn't the problem, it felt fine. However, I believe that I came to understand what I forgot earlier.
Wasn't it around time for AC Milan to have a football game tonight? I guess I should hurry up and get home finally. If I can remember correctly, it's against FC Turin.
Not a necessarily hard nor a light opponent. But I believe we will win it, because we are in decent form again after a long time.
And what I mean by decent, is that our team doesn't stay inconsistent the whole season around.
Anyway, as I opened the door to my room, I noticed something was off. Very weird.
Yuki was home?
Huh? But doesn't she wear other shoes?
Well, I don't care, she probably bought a new pair of shoes, so it isn't that important. I assume she is doing the most random stuff on this planet like always.
"I am home."
But just as I got my shoes off, there was somebody else standing right in front of me. And well, I couldn't avert my eyes off her body at all.
But a more important question is, why the hell is she half-naked?
"What the!!! YOU IDIOT! What are you looking for in at?!"
The silver-haired girl with a pair of huge melons and thick thighs was standing right in front of me, with only her black panties and see-through black bra on her body, covering (most of) it.
And damn, her red face is cute right now. And damn, her body is surprisingly beautiful. It looks like she is twenty-one or older like her curves are really like Yuki said, incredible.
"That's your fault for walking around half-naked in MY room!"
What I am asking myself is, who gave her permission to use my bathroom, who gave her permission to even enter my room, and who on earth gave her a spare key?
As she was covering her entire body to her knees with her towel, she locked herself in my bathroom, and well, you shouldn't ask an angry wife anything at all, until she has calmed down.
Let's just sit on the couch and wait until she finally calmed down. This is what every guy should do when a woman is mad. They will eventually surrender and start talking with you normally again.
Or so...this was taught to me by Yuki and Mako. If this is not working, I don't have a Plan B open.
This means, Plan A needs to succeed, or I just should use the good old 'I-won't-talk-to-you-until-you-talk-to-me' tactic. It always works.
Always worked on Yuki, Mako, and Mother and even worked on Horikita.
If it works on Horikita, it will work on Kylie Jenner as well, except...
Yeah.
I forgot. Alya has a huger ego than Cristiano Ronaldo and Leo Messi combined.
Seems like a feature that every Russian girl possesses.
And there it is. She sat down right on the other side of my couch. Not talking at all, with an embarrassed, red face, and this time, she was there wearing clothes.
She had a beautiful white dress, which she had never worn before I assume. Or that's what I have observed. I don't know every single detail about her, which means there are still some things that are about to be discovered.
And it was awfully quiet until she tapped on her watch. And this not once. But she did it several times and looked angry at me.
"...What is it?"
As I had no idea, of course, she then told me to come closer, until our faces were next to each other. Barely a few centimeters between our noses.
Is she going to kiss me? We did share our first kiss on the island, but this could be our first intentional one, and it would look quite romantic now.
But then, she came even closer, but we didn't kiss, she moved her mouth next to my ear.
"You are late." She whispered, what was this erotic voice?
Has Alya and Yuki swapped personalities or what?
"Huh....Oww! Eh? Stop! It hurts! I have an excuse! Please!!" I yelled in pain, she was pulling my ear with a huge force, twisting it a little.
I couldn't help it, but angry women get stat boosts, it feels like their damage increased by a huge bit.
Well, in addition to that, I was an idiot for saying I had an excuse because I could not tell her that I got stabbed or that I had had a talk with Ichinose.
But she is going to find out eventually. However, I think I still want to watch the football game without having her stab me in the neck.
"That is?!" She let go of my ear, and I thought she was angry, she had a small smile on her face, her face blushing a little.
Telling her that I could have died today would cause her to panic and ruin the day. And I do not want that, it's quite ruined since I arrived almost an hour late to our first 'date' due to obvious reasons.
We originally planned to just stay here and watch movies, distancing ourselves from the outside world for once, since we rarely have any time alone.
Most of the time, when we have quality time spent with each other, someone or something interrupts us and ruins the atmosphere.
"I have good news, and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
"T-The good one?"
"Well, the threat coming from the white room is neutralized, which means that there is no problem anymore."
He wasn't a problem in the first place, but now I just confirmed that he isn't going to be a problem in the future.
"And the bad one?"
"I am still retiring from the class battles, the reasoning sounds weird, but I burnt myself out of it. I will return later, but if it is a tricky situation, I don't mind helping you out."
"I completely understand. You still have a lot of things to work on, don't you?" I nodded to her question.
That is correct, I still have to learn a lot about humans, I have a girl to take care of, and she is now the most important person in my life, with my sibling and mother.
I can't just go ahead and end it, it's been written for us for years, and we will get married, so it's time to finally start and act a little more mature.
The time when I fooled around has ended. And I need to not only care about myself but also care about her. My mother taught me, that I should care more about my family members than about myself.
And I will try as much as possible, so my children won't have to ever go through the same that I did. This school consists of students whose parents have either completely failed in life or made it.
Or criminals like mine.
And I hope that my children won't need to visit this hell just to earn acceptable amounts of money later on, to die without any pension money and with a miserable amount of fun.
"Also Kiyotaka! I have excellent news for you as well!"
That's probably the first time she isn't giving me bad news, but this time it's a good one as well.
"Huh? That is?"
"I am moving in."
"No."
"Yea- Wait...What?! Y-You don't want me to move in?!"
"No. Because I won't be able to play video games in peace or could chat shit with my sister. This room is the only place where I can do so. If you move in, I will commit suicide."
This room has grown into something quite iconic for me. I have a nice big TV, where I can waste time watching weird movies on Netflix and Prime.
I have a nice and comfortable bed, where you can sleep without getting woken up by discomfort and a broken rib.
I have a bookshelf with the weirdest light novels, mangas, books, and other stuff. That is private and not available to anyone except me and my sister.
This means I would have to store all those books and mangas in my sister's room...
"Are you serious? Because I was excited and always dreamed of the day living with you together..." She said in a depressed voice and glassy eyes.
The cuteness-overload technique.
[Awareness: 9/10
Efficiency: βΎοΈ/10
Rarity: 1/10
"Sigh...Fine.Seems like you already possess a key to my room for whatever reason. I cannot stop you, can I? It really would sound weird for us to sleep separately. Some couples out there sleep in the same bed, and we cannot even sleep in the same room or what?"
As I surrendered to her cuteness overload technique, she brightened up a lot. And well, this just was the end.
I lost all hope in another woman. She is the one. I don't want any other woman besides her. I think it's quite the difference between having a wife and having a girlfriend.
I don't think I would 'love' a girlfriend, I would just 'like' her. But Alya is different. She is my wife and I think I am in love with her.
"Don't look at me with those eyes, Alya. Also, now let me tell you something. If you take a shower, please try and change inside the bathroom, because things like today could always happen. I admit, it came very unexpected, and you couldn't do much against it."
She grew a little red but remained a little serious. Because this doesn't happen once. And we were lucky she was at least not fully naked.
"Ah right...Kiyotaka. Since we are one household, well, even though it isn't recognized by the school, we could spend fewer points on ingredients and other stuff. Also, one rule. Please knock on every door you see before entering when you know I am home. It will reduce the probability of weird encounters."
"Sure. Uhm, how confident were you when you proposed this idea?"
"Not that much...Why?~"
Just by looking at it, you could tell that she was highly confident in her ability to manipulate me into accepting something outrageous like this.
She already transferred her important items over here. And well, I assume that she forces me to deal with it even if I declined. Sigh...
"Just thought that as well. Sorry for missing our date. I couldn't have messed it up any worse, but I think we could try and have it tomorrow. After all, the summer break will end in a week and a half. So there is enough time for us to do so."
"If you weren't this kind, I would have already beheaded you twice. But apparently, you are too cute for me to do so."
She sat down on my- I mean our bed, crossing her legs and staring at me, sitting on the ground and leaning on the wall.
I won't say anything about the fact that I could see little parts of her panties, to avoid causing a lot of drama between us. For my information, she likes the color black.
However, she looked insanely good when crossing her legs, a little too beautiful. And well, I honestly am amazed by the fact that I am married to this girl.
My grandfather did me some good. I don't understand why I was that much against it in the beginning.
"Alisa. Uhm, don't you want to introduce me to your sister one day? I mean... It's been quite some time, three months in this school and I have yet to see your sister, without it being a picture."
Her eyes widened for a second and then she coughed a little.
"To Masha?! Well...I think we should do that. But have you told your sister about it already? I mean that we are married and live together and stuff? I will try and get an appointment, she is quite busy and honestly, I rarely get to talk with her myself..."
I don't know if I should add something to that, but I guess I have to do it myself once again. Even though I retired from all of this and just began living life, there are still some aspects of life that require a tiny bit of work.
Such as meeting the family members of my partner. Or smartly managing a relationship, and money. Keeping my room clean and such stuff.
One of them is training. Should I resume it? Or should I just chill out and wait until I get a year or two older? Who knows? First, I need to explain this injury as well, since she is staring at the bandage placed on my hand.
"You left is injured. What happened?"
She didn't take long and immediately asked me about the thick bandaging on my hand.
"Your legs look nice-"
"I know, don't change the topic! Did you get in a fight?! Didn't I tell you-"
"Look, I admit, I got into a fight, but there is a reason to stay calm. Some random guy, nobody had ever heard of approached me with a knife, trying to rob me with a knife, and hear me out... Would you rather get stabbed in the neck or in your palm?"
Somehow, she was not surprised at all. She just sighed and looked at me. Like Yuki when she finds out that there aren't monsters in her closet she doesn't need to call me every night to check her closet.
I guess I have a thing for a woman who cares way too much. That is good when having children, but bad when you are a businessman, doing business.
"Have you considered the option of running? Like not injuring yourself at all? I mean, that's just an option though."
...
Sometimes, her genius, it's frightening me.
Does she know that you could throw a knife? And when it lands the damage will be even worse, what is even worse is, that the guy could just chase after me, and the second I try to run, the knife would have been rammed inside me five times already.
She probably doesn't know how those situations work huh? Plus the fact that injuries were inevitable and I just reduced the chance of death.
Next time I will just invite the guy to stab me again just because I want to annoy her.
"Yes. Alya, why don't people with asthma just breathe? Why don't people who are depressed just be happy?"
"Wha- Are you mocking me?!"
"Precisely."
"Ara~ somebody has gotten quite confident in his appearance."
"You are in love with me, if you try to roast me about my appearance, just a friendly reminder that you must have weird taste in men then."
"You...!"
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After a little chit-chatting with her, she eventually got tired, and well, it's Alya. She gets tired as quickly as she insults somebody that she doesn't know.
Means, pretty damn quick.
Her social battery isn't the greatest I suppose, but well, why am I speaking? I have the worst one in our class...
Well, after Sakura and Haruka. I have never seen Sakura somewhat excited. Haruka is only excited after school is over.
And this is without Horikita. She is capable of holding hours of conversations, even arguments. Horikita has a great social battery, but she actively refuses to use it.
I don't know why or how Alya's social battery is so terrible in comparison, but apparently, it has some kind of background to it.
Even though I'd like to find out more about her life before enrolling here, I think I shouldn't push it. She never really did major research before I went on to tell her anyway before she found out some things that weren't worth it.
I barely explained the tip of the iceberg to her. There is a whole story missing. Where the money came from, funding the project, what happened to the kids who failed, what I am.
And most importantly, how my father was sent to prison. The problem is, I only know that I planned it alongside Sir Sakayanagi and Sir Grandfather Ayanokouji, who assisted me greatly with cornering my father.
"Kya~ Look at this Kiyotaka!"
Suddenly, her voice caught me off guard, and she was wearing some pajamas. It appears that she loves the colors black and white more than I originally thought.
And this probably affected the choice of her favorite animals. It was the panda.
But what should I say? That she looks stunning? No. This would just result in awkwardness.
But for now, I couldn't say anything to her cuteness. There was a message coming to my phone. And guess what?
It was Akito. This means, there is something more important going on.
>Kiyotaka<
>Yes?<
>Mako and Shibata invited us for an "opportunity to waste time and effort, spending the whole day having fun stuff" according to your sister. I was forced by Mako to join.<
I can see what Yuki and Sou are doing here. They are giving him the Kiyotaka treatment, force-developing a great chemistry between him and Mako.
>Sure. But when?<
"Excuse me?! Are you not going to give me any attention?! Hello?!"
>Tomorrow. Around 4 p.m. You in?<
Damn... I am mostly occupied tomorrow. The girl next to me, who is starving for attention by the way, couldn't live with the fact that I would push her aside to have fun with my best friend.
>Give me a second.< I wrote, in the hope of somehow talking myself into getting a day free to meet up with Akito.
"You look stunning and beautiful. I have never seen someone so kind, adorable, and not jealous. I never thought you would have such a kind nature towards me, Alya. I love you so deeply."
This is my first try. This is going to work easily on her, I mean, this worked on my mom and my sister. It's a very easy method.
"...What are you up to?!"
"Nothing. I just wanted to compliment you, and I love you so much. You are the greatest lifetime partner that I could have ever imagined."
"Spit it out. Who texted you? Was it Yuki-san? Or perhaps Kushida?"
"U-Uhm...Well, you see. I haven't met up with Miyake for quite some time, and he wanted to ask me if I could-"
"No."
Her answer came insanely rapid. Maybe too rapid. I don't think I have even finished my sentence, but I doubt the answer would change in the slightest.
"I haven't even finished my sentence..."
"I know what you are going to say. 'if I could maybe spend some time with him tomorrow and postpone our date?' am I right or am I right?"
"Can you please give me a reason?"
"Because this is more important! You don't even know how quickly relationships can turn into depression right? To avoid such a scenario, I will decline it. Please tell Akito-kun, that you could spend time with him during weekdays. I want to claim the weekends for us two alone..."
It's not that I am annoyed...Well, I probably am, but there is honestly nothing I can do about it. You go under a massive downgrade when a woman decides about your life.
I guess the fourteen-year-old me would have clowned myself for what the hell has happened. How the mighty has fallen huh?
One day I was the masterpiece of the white room, whilst kids my age were learning basic multiplications, I was out there, fighting assassins.
"Sigh... Alright, I will message him about what you have told me. I will keep tomorrow free."
"Kiyotaka. Listen, I love you, and I admit, I am insanely jealous right now. Miyake is a great friend to you, I understand. But isn't this somewhat important to you? If you are not serious about it, then you can just go ahead and end it. I will tell our grandparents, who engaged us, that I broke up or found someone else, even if it's a lie. I want something...genuine."
This is something that hit me like a brick. My mother taught me, when I was around 13 how to treat women, and what I should do when a woman gives me two options to choose from.
And honestly, I don't know. I have never been in such a situation, I was never trained for this kind of scenario and am
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