Ciao, Ciao

Chapter 4

The boy narrowed his eyes at me before he smacked his face with his own palm. "Dad's."

"Oh, really? Sorry, I usually forget stuff a lot since I have headaches every time I wake up from a sleep... Ah, that reminds me, I have a homework to do. So, maybe I'll go now." I said as I walked over to where the door was, but I was surprised when someone closed the door and locked it. And guess who did it.

"Steve?" I asked, looking over at the basket ball star.

"Hahaha, hi there Hyndrew!" Steve laughed as he walked over to me, a katana sword against his shoulder. And there was blood at the tip of it.

"... What's with that sword?" I asked, regretting when I asked it.

"Oh, I just cleaned up some dirt at the backyard. Many of them, but it's no trouble at all." The brunette said, as he ran his bloody hand across his plain white shirt, making the shirt stained with the red liquid.

I was ready to run to the window to puke all of the food I left in my stomach when suddenly Steve pointed his sword towards me. "Don't move." He said in a warning tone despite the cute smile on his face.

I swallowed my own saliva as I looked back at the kid, who was now sitting; legs and arms folded as he watched with disinterest. "Hmm... Steve, don't chop her off yet. Remember, we still need her to bribe uncle to make me Nypua Rokudaime." He said as he stood up and hopped off the desk, walking over to where I was. "I don't understand why someone like you will be the next heir to the throne. After all, you're just a cowardly teenage girl with hormones." He said.

"Excuse me? And who are you even to talk to me so poorly?" I spat rudely before I felt the blade rested against my throat. I looked back at Steve, who looked at me way too seriously.

As if he wanted to kill me.

"Who? Me?" The kid asked mockingly as he still held a straight-faced expression. "I'm Melbourne Nypua. The leader of the Nypua's assassination group, Soranoshi." He said before he pointed to Steve. "And he is my right hand man, Steve."

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The faint smell of blood makes me want to throw up so bad. I'm in this situation, where I was kidnapped by the PSU's basket ball star and a kid who claimed to be in my father's side of the family. And I almost forgot that wretched homework I have in Math that was only half-finished.

"Hey Steve, can you move that katana away from me so I can breathe easily here?" I asked in an annoyed tone before I heard his heart-warming laugh. Now that I'm traumatized by his sudden attack, that laugh will be bringing goosebumps to my skin.

"Haha, sorry!" He said as he removed the katana away from my throat, making me sigh in relief.

"Okay, let's get things straight then. What do you want with me?" I asked, looking at Melbourne as he rested his hands on his shorts' pockets.

"Nothing really, we're just gonna threat your dad into making me the Nypua Rokudaime instead of you." Melbourne said plainly as he eyed his finger nails. He cringed his face at the realization that he has to cut them again.

"Oh? Then let's just tell my dad, I don't really want to be the next boss anyway." I said as I smiled. "I mean, who makes girls a boss of a mafia?"

"Everyone does." Steve said in a matter-of-fact voice. "Didn't you know that the Nypua gumi was created by a woman and she was the first boss?" He asked.

"Umm... No, because I'm too fixated on the history of the country, not the mafia." I said as I looked back at Steve, who chuckled at me.

"Oh, it's quite true, Haruko." Melbourne said, eyeing me intently.