Haruchiyo Sanzu and Y/n Hanemiya had what seemed like true love, but their relationship was a roller coaster and a mystery filled with love and obsession.
Was Haruchiyo truly in love, or did he have a darker motive? The answer is as elusive as thei...
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February 21, 2014
"Boss, I promise we didn't snitch on you!" the man with the loose duct tape covering his mouth pleaded in a desperate tone.
"We are extremely loyal to Bonten and Mikey!" the man with a slit on his face echoed.
"We devoted our lives to Bonten," the final man chimed in, looking down at the ground as though ashamed.
Sanzu Haruchiyo, the Bonten's second-in-command, couldn't help but beam wickedly as he gazed upon the three men who were being held captive. They knelt on the arctic ground, their hands and feet bound fumblingly with rope. Sanzu held a Glock 20 gun in his hands, menacingly pointing it at their heads.
As Sanzu chuckled ferociously, he teased the three men, pulling the trigger time and time again without any response. The sound of the hammer clicking was the only response from the men, their eyes wide with terror. Sanzu's laughter grew louder, his voice echoing throughout the room. He loved to have this power over these men, and he relished making them feel smaller than he was. The sound of Sanzu's laughter was almost deafening, with his head thrown back in a fit of mirth.
One of the henchmen working for Sanzu exerted more pressure on the restraints, causing the men to wince in pain. Sanzu's eyes widened with a crazed look and he burst into laughter once again, relishing in his sadistic amusement. With an air of menace, Sanzu aimed his gun directly at the first guy's head and smirked, his piercing blue eyes glistening with malice. Leaning in closer, he menacingly whispered, "How would you feel about me turning your own sister into a prostitute?" A sinister chuckle escaped his lips, clearly indicating his perverse enjoyment in tormenting the helpless victim.
Sanzu looked at Kakucho, the third in command of the Bonten, and tilted his head, saying, "Those hungry dogs are in need of some action with women, don't you think, Kakucho?" He had a wide grin on his face.
Kakucho turned away from the three men, his exasperation showing on his face. "Make sure you don't create any more mess in the Yokohama underground," he said firmly, his tone conveying his warning clearly. Sanzu, on the other hand, couldn't help but grin mischievously, raising his hand in a sign to call one of the Bonten members. He then turned his attention to the captive man and smiled maniacally again, as if he had a brilliant idea. His eyes seemed lit up with a sadistic gleam, and his expression was almost atrocious. It was clear that he was reveling his power over the captive man and the fact that he could do whatever he wanted to him.
The hostage was caught off guard by Sanzu's sudden change in demeanor, from a mocking, almost playful tone to a serious, menacing tone. His eyes gleamed with an almost eerie glint as he leaned closer to the hostage and tilted his head playfully. "I'll release you if you agree to give us your sister," he exclaimed, causing a cold chill to run down the hostage's spine.
