16 saki

Spending time with Ms. Tomoko truly rejuvenates my energy. She embodies the essence of a mother's love in every way. Her gentle demeanor makes her a source of comfort and warmth to those around her. Though her backstory, particularly the sacrifices she made for her son, might raise questions about her decision-making, Ms. Tomoko is undeniably a pure soul. This purity makes her even more attractive beyond her physical appearance. 

Although it was only a verbal promise and Ms. Tomoko had never explicitly agreed to my proposal of marriage, I couldn't help but feel a little jealous towards her previous husband. Anyone would be fortunate to have such a mature beauty as a wife. If she continued to refuse, I knew I would feel disappointed. After all, I had developed a deep attachment to her. 

 

Despite everything, I harbored a hope that I could spend the rest of my days in peace with Ms. Tomoko after everything is over. 

 

'Now its time to deal with sakis situation'. I took out my phone, I scrolled through my list of contacts. I selected Saki's number and waited for her to pick up while the phone rang. 

 

"...Hello?" 

"Let's meet up. I need to talk to you. Come to Mer Cafe. I'll be waiting," I said, trying to sound as non-threatening as possible. 

 

"...Okay," came her hesitant response. 

 

Wow, that was easier than expected, I thought to myself. With a quick press of a button, I ended the call and made my way towards the cafe. Upon reaching there, I found Saki being hassled by a group of delinquents. 

 

"Hey, baby, why don't you have some fun with us?" 

 

"Sorry, I'm waiting on someone," Saki replied, her voice firm but tinged with discomfort. Though she said it, I could tell that part of her enjoyed the attention she was getting. It was the reason she had made such a big change from her boring appearance. She had been lonely with no friends because she had pushed everyone away because of her insecurities, But she later regretted it when she realized she had been left alone. 

Now that she was garnering attention, she found herself at a loss on how to handle it. Like a newborn fawn in a world of predators, her innocence seemed to invite others to try to corrupt her. It was just the way the world worked. 

"Saki," I called out towards her, walking towards the group. There were three delinquents, still clad in their Suzeran High uniforms. The distinct style of their uniforms marked them as students from the school for troubled teenagers. If I remembered correctly, it was the same school Kato attended. 

"Tch, this one might be a little trouble," one of them muttered under his breath. 

"This bitch isn't worth it," another scoffed. 

It wasn't difficult to intimidate them. They were weak willed and Size was a simple factor in chasing them away. I watched them walked away then turned to saki. 

"Come, let's talk inside," I suggested, motioning towards the cafe. 

 

She nodded silently, and we made our way inside. 

 

"Did you tell anyone about what happened the other night?" I inquired once we were seated. 

 

"No, I didn't," she replied, shaking her head in fear. I could tell she was uncomfortable with the situation. 

"Hayato, he wasn't a good guy. No matter what your impression of him might have been, it was all fake," I stated firmly, determined to make her understand the truth about him. "His ability to act was very good, which is why he was able to deceive so many women, clueless like you." 

 

She looked a little offended and disbelieving at my statements. 

 

"Hayato and I were coworkers at one point. You have no idea what could have happened to you if you went with him. So believe me when I say it was a stroke of luck that I intervened when I did." 

 

Saki remained silent, her gaze fixed on me, processing my words. 

"Then you too are a bad person," she accused. 

"I won't deny it," I admitted, meeting her gaze with honesty. "I've realized that I've done horrible things, which is why I'm trying to change. I won't let others become victims of Hayato or anyone like him." 

Saki's life is like a tragic story. She had even lost the trust of her mother, her last remaining support. It was the final blow as her life spiraled deeper into despair, with no one left to lean on. 

 

"I know you don't fully trust me, and I can understand why. But you can always call me when you're in trouble," I offered, hoping to extend a lifeline to her in her time of need. 

 

"I don't understand why you're telling me this. We barely know each other," she responded, confusion evident in her voice. 

 

"Oh, right," I realized that my offer might seem strange from her perspective, considering we had only met twice. While she may not know me, I knew her from the hentai. 

 

"It's understandable that you don't know me. But the same can't be said for me," 

 

"What do you mean?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. 

 

"Let's just say I've known you since before you had this major change. You used to be a loner with no friends, your hobbies were reading and video games, and the persona you're putting out right now is fake because you're really an otaku at heart. You started crying at graduation because you realized you had no frien—" 

 

"Okay, okay, STOP," Saki interrupted, her face flushing with embarrassment as she waved her hands in front of me. "How do you know all of this?!" 

 

"It's a secret," I chuckled at her reaction. 

 

"Maybe you really are a stalker," she muttered under her breath, a hint of annoyance in her voice. A crease formed on my forehead when I heard her comment. 

 

"What did you say?" I asked with a stern tone 

 

"N-nothing," she stammered, looking away sheepishly. 

---- 

"Who the hell is that bitch?" Sanada clenched her fists as she watched Togawa flirting with another woman. 

 

Sanada had been on her way home until she spotted Togawa on the streets. She had been about to greet him when she saw him enter the cafe with another woman. She instructed her butler to park on the side of the road and hid inside her car, watching them from afar. Witnessing their flirtatious interaction filled her with a strange mix of sadness and anger, emotions she had never experienced before. She longed to confront the woman herself, but she hesitated, fearing Togawa's reaction. 

 

"Togawa was never this comfortable with me before," Sanada thought bitterly. It was the first time she had seen him laugh so freely. "She's too close to Togawa," she gritted her teeth in frustration. 

 

"Alfred," she called out to her butler. 

 

"Yes, young lady?" Alfred responded promptly. 

 

"Find out everything you can about the girl over there," Sanada commanded. 

 

"Right away," Alfred acknowledged 

 

"You will regret ever touching what is mine. I will make your life miserable," Sanada seethed silently as she watched the scene unfold before her. Coming from a wealthy family with influence over numerous companies, she knew that destroying someone was within her capabilities. 

----- 

"It's getting late, let's call it a day," Togawa suggested. 

 

"You're right," Saki agreed, glancing at the time and realizing how quickly it had flown by. After their serious discussion, they had become a little more comfortable with each other. Saki couldn't help but wonder if Togawa had been her classmate in her previous school. He seemed to know so much about her, which was strange unless they were in the same classroom. Saki couldn't directly recall a Togawa, but she reasoned, 'I never paid attention to those around me back then, so it might be possible.' 

 

'Maybe he was a secret admirer? No, no, that can't be,' she shook her head, trying to dispel the embarrassing thought. 

 

"Remember, if you're in trouble, you can always call me," Togawa said, his expression serious. Saki was taken aback by the sudden change in atmosphere around him. It was clear that he genuinely cared for her well-being. Saki nodded in response. She didn't fully understand why Togawa was so concerned for her, but it felt comforting to see him like that. ------- Saki and I parted ways, and although I offered to walk her home because it was late, she insisted that she would be fine. This was a hentai world so i was worried something might happen.  As I made my way towards my usual bench, I noticed Kishimoto sitting there, waiting for me once again.