Chapter 80

''Touma-san, sorry to phone you in this late hour. I liked to ask for your help.'' I called Touma through the phone as I tuck my hair into the hoodie.

''Sure, what can I help you, Pancake?''

''Well....''

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'I should probably go and have a change... I bet Touya must've been asleep in this hour so I better be quick before he wakes up...' I think to myself.

Heading towards the parking lot, I feel as if I have been followed by someone. I turn my head back and saw nothing but a silent place that's filled with cars. Pinched my nose bridge, I try to calm myself down.

'I must've been exhausted for this whole day...I might take a quick nap later on...'

All of a sudden, my mouth was covered forcefully with a cloth and my neck was warped with someone's arm. I was pulled downwards and notice that the person was wearing a black hoodie. The face was almost covered completely with the hoodie cap despite its tiny figure. I have a feeling that this person might be a girl but I wonder how could she be this strong.....

''Good evening, Mr Kudo-san. I am Takahashi Miyu also known as the useless brat that you refuses to spend time with. I am sorry to treat you this way.'' That person said with her gentle yet dangerous voice.

''Can I have a quick chat with you if I let you go?'' She requested.

I have no other choice but to agree on her. Nodding my head, she slowly let go of me. I felt my both wrist have been tied up by some kind of rope.

''What do you mean by this?'' I look at her with my hand tied behind me.

''Just some extra precautions. I am afraid that you might go back with your words and might just knock me down. You know that women strength is no match with men's when they keep their guards up.'' She lifts her hoodie and revealed her brown hair.

''I see... So what are you trying to tell me so hard that you dare to put yourself in a dangerous situation like this? Aren't you afraid that I might just pull up the handgun and shot you by chance if I manage to spot you in time?'' I calmly asked her.

''Oh, you mean this?'' She showed me my handgun that I always bring around with me.

''Glock 34, equipped with a 5.31-inch barrel which boasts the longest sight radius and the highest muzzle velocity also filled with 9mm ammo. Compact and about the sized of a grown-up person's hand. To be honest, I think it was quite handy when it comes to hand to hand combat since you could use this as a weighter and punch it right to my face. I may probably be knocked down if you did that.'' That girl flipped the gun around while telling every detail about the gun she was holding as if she was an expert.

''But regardless, Sir, you need to stay cautious to your surrounding and then only this gun will be useful to the owner. So let's put this gun aside and back to the topic.'' She pushed the gun far away.

''And you asked me why I am not afraid that you might be putting me in a dangerous situation? Well, my guardian angel was watching me from afar and I believe that I won't get hurt by you.'' She looked behind me as she smiled to someone that was hiding together with the shadows.

''Looks like I have underestimated you. Now, tell me what you had always wanted to ask.'' I let out a tiny smile because I know that I couldn't do anything against this strong-willed child.

''I have been wondering why wouldn't you let your son and your stepson see their mother?'' That hazel eyes looked at me.

''The doctor said—"

''Stop telling any more lies, Mr Kudo-san. I know that Mrs Kudo had already past the critical state last night. Tell me the truth, please.'' Her eyebrows crease downward as if she seems a bit pissed off.

There's a pause of silence between us before I decide to tell her everything, from that evening to that promise we make before she falls into the coma state. My tears fall after I can't hold back my sadness that had been suffocating me from the inside.

''And that's why I refuse to let the both of them see their mother right now.''

''But do you know how Touma feels when you don't let him meet up his mother? He feels the same as you, Sir. He even cries when you chase him away because he wanted to see his mother so bad. Touma loves his mother as much as Mrs Kudo love him too. I believe that's the reason why Aunt Haruna-san doesn't want him to see her in that coma state because she doesn't want her sons to be worried sick for her.'' She said.

After hearing those words, I realised that I have been very unreasonable lately and even refuse her son to visit her. I lower my head while regretting being rude to my stepson. Soon that girl unties my wrist and pointed behind me.

''You might wanna explain more to him. Remember to apologise for being rude with him and hopefully by the time your wife wakes up, your family will be united." She smiled.

''But—"

''There's no but, only must. That's what your wife will say to you if she was here right now.''

''Thanks....for making me realise my mistake.'' I let out a tiny smile before turning back, facing him.

''Tou-kun, I assume that you have already heard everything from the very beginning, right?'' I asked that young man.

His majestic purple eyes started to burn as he tries to keep his tears at the bay of his eyelid. He rubbed his eyes with his sleeves before he gives me a few nods in the head. Touma who was standing in front of me was no different than a child right now. He uses to rebel and always goes back to my words, but now that stubborn young man was crying in front of me.

I warp him tightly in my arm, hoping that I can know more about him as a father. He hugged me back while whimpering,

''Thank you....and I am sorry, father.''

Those words somehow make me feel warm inside. Maybe Haruna was right all along this time, I was just too arrogant to notice someone's care towards me. I looked at Miyu as she places her finger on her mouth, asking me to stay quiet.

Then, she places her hoodie up and once again covered her face with it. I notice that something is popping out from her hoodie pocket. It looks likes a rope but it was just too colourful to be a rope. I guess she must've used that to tie me up just now. Well, I may assume that girls like colourful things...

'Takahashi Miyu, looks like I own you a favour now...' I silently think to myself as I patted Touma's head.