Assassin Falls in Love (Chifuyu Matsuno x OC) [Tokyo Revengers]

II

I dreamt of it again, that was why I woke up in cold sweat.

I dreamt about how my life changed.

About how my parents were killed by robbers, how I hunted the bastards and killed them, and how I surrendered myself to the police only to be released by a certain Taiju Shiba. He offered to give me a new life. He had someone fake my documents so that I would be Sakura Minamikawa, a distant cousin of his living in Tokyo. Since being Sakura, I also became Death, an assassin working under Black Dragon. According to what I heard in the group, there were a total of five hired assassins under Taiju, but all their identities were unknown. I haven't met someone like me.

In exchange for my new life and for money, I killed anyone. No matter how old, no matter what work they do, no matter how good they were. To me, they were nothing, just another task to be done. Soon, killing became normal to me like breathing. I lived with death. Every day. Every night.

My alarm rang.

I should get ready for school. Faking a normal life was the best cover for an assassin so I did my best to act like a normal girl.

But it failed. Thanks to the unnecessary confession of Matsuno yesterday. As soon as other students saw me, they began to whisper and gossip. The last thing I wanted to do was to attract attention. I was an assassin, a death reaper. I should be hiding in the background as I do my seamless work.

As normal as I could, I walked toward my classroom.

I waited all day for another message from Taiju but nothing came. It seemed like I was free all night. After classes, instead of heading back to my apartment, I chose to stroll along the park. I pulled my MP3 player from my pocket and plugged in my earphones. Listening to the beautiful melodies of song after song, I walked slowly, observing the running dogs, the frolicking kids, and the loitering adults. Witnessing the kaleidoscope of scenes before me, I felt like an outsider, a mere observer. And that was fine to me. I had nothing to do with life anymore. Not since my family was taken away from me and I started killing other people.

It was still early in the evening so I decided to go to the bookstore first before grabbing a meal at the convenience store. Customers were hanging around, looking at the books on the shelves. I stared at a particular magazine and was about to take it when--

"Minamikawa-san!" A hand grabbed my wrist and I almost killed the stranger when I looked at him and realized that he was Matsuno. Geez. The last person I wanted to meet. He pointed at the bandage on my wrist. "What is this? If you have a problem, then talk about it with someone!"

I dramatically looked around as if to say he was making an unnecessary ruckus. Which he was. I took my hand from him and replied with a sour tone, "I accidentally cut myself on my window ledge. It's nothing."

He blinked. "Oh. I see." And then he smiled and scratched the back of his head, blushing. Was it because he was embarrassed? Or because of something else?

"Hoy, Chifuyu! Come on. The others are waiting. You can take your wife with you!" A teen with long black hair shouted from outside the store. He was sitting on a cool-looking motorbike.

Matsuno shouted back, "Baji-san, she's not my wife!"

"Whatever! Just bring her!"

The boy smiled and extended his hand toward me. "You heard him. Do you want to have a ride with me? Don't worry I'll take care of you." Without waiting for my response, he took my hand and guided me out of the shop and onto his own bike.

"I dumped you," I reminded him.

But he just grinned and said, "I don't give up easily. Besides, it's just a ride."