The Yakuza’s Mute Bride novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

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I watched them ready the Video recording to record me as though I were a specimen displayed for their amusement.

Their indifference made the room feel colder, the walls closer.

Could they be planning to send this to Tadashi-to see how he reacts?The thought clawed at me.

Maybe this was why he had worked so hard to keep me away from his world.

Not because I was nothing, but because I was everything he couldn’t risk losing.

Yukito’s words echoed through my mind, quiet but steady: ‘They would see you as Tadashi-sama’s weakness.’

Maybe he had been right. Maybe Tadashi had known this would happen

My heart squeezed painfully in my chest. I should have trusted them, trusted him. Even if I didn’t understand him fully, I knew one thing now-his distance wasn’t rejection. It was protection.

He came into my life without warning, changed it without asking permission.

That had to mean something.

Did he feel it too?

Did he think of me even now?

“Done!”

Reiko’s voice cut through my thoughts. She sounded pleased, almost giddy, like an artist admiring her own cruel creation.

I lifted

my head and met her gaze.

How could someone so composed, so flawless, look at another human being with such casual malice?

She shrugged off her jacket, the smooth motion revealing the black ink curling along her shoulder and back.

Oh. My. God!

The sight made my stomach twist.

The tattoo marked her clearly.

Yakuza.

Of course… Reiko Yamaguchi wasn’t just connected to them-she was them. I should have known. I should have seen the danger in her eyes the moment she stepped into that classroom.

She picked something up from the table-metal gleamed in the low light-and stepped toward me.

My body tensed, my breath caught.

Every step she took seemed to echo through my bones.

“What are you going to do?” I wanted to ask, but the words wouldn’t come. Only a ragged whisper escaped my throat.

She smiled, calm and terrible. “Let’s see if your prince comes running when he sees this,” she said softly.

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My pulse roared in my ears. The air thickened until I could barely breathe.

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Seeing my expression of fear, she smiled broadly before quickly stabbing the knife into my thigh. “AARRKKKK….!!!!” My hoarse voice rang out loudly after receiving the sharp stab she had driven into my thigh.

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Tears streamed down my face and blood flowed freely, soaking the jeans I was wearing with my own blood.

“This… is just the beginning, little lady,” she whispered, smiling again as he watched me sob. “Call your prince… call him… CALL HIM!!!” she screamed like a madman. Reiko leaned close, her perfume sweet and suffocating. “Or you will die in my hands” She whispered in my ear.

Her words hung in the air like smoke, wrapping around me, suffocating, mocking.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself to breathe through the panic, to hold onto something-anything-real.

Not long after, the man who had helped Reiko set up the camera returned, carrying a small metal bucket.

The faint clatter of it against the floor sent a chill down my spine.

Reiko didn’t even look at him-she simply nodded, and he moved closer to me.

I tensed, every nerve in my body screaming for me to run even though I couldn’t move an inch. My wrists were raw from the rope; my breathing came too fast, too shallow.

He raised the bucket. I tried to brace myself, though I didn’t know what for.

Then the liquid hit me-cold at first, then burning.

It wasn’t water, it turned out to be alcohol, causing my wounds to react and giving me extraordinary pain.

“AARRKKHHHHHH……” A sharp scent flooded the air, stinging my nose and throat

My skin flared with pain, and I couldn’t stop the sound that tore from my throat. The world tilted as laughter echoed around me-low, cruel, delighted.

“Hahaha! Did you hear her voice?!”

Their laughter echoed through the dim room-sharp, cruel, and mocking. Each burst of laughter scraped against my ears, cutting deeper than any wound.

Why are they doing this?

I couldn’t understand. They were the ones who murdered Shun-sama. If Tadashi’s rage was a storm, then wasn’t it justice that found them? Why take it out on me? Why blame me for something I never did?

Cowardice…

Somewhere, long ago, I remembered hearing someone say that it’s easier to point fingers at others than to face your own sins. I never truly understood that saying until this very moment-until I saw how monsters could hide behind laughter to escape their own guilt.

My chest tightened. My vision blurred.

Tears slipped down freely, soaking the dirt beneath me. I didn’t bother to wipe them away; there was no point pretending to be strong anymore.

This pain…. it wasn’t just from my body. It came from deeper inside-from the betrayal, from the helplessness, from the thought of Tadashi not knowing where I was, not knowing what they were doing to me.

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I bit my lip, trembling.

This is so painful.

Help me…

Please, someone… help me.

The laughter hurt as much as anything else.

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It stripped away the last of my strength, the last bit of distance I’d tried to keep between myself and the horror of this place.

I wanted to fight. To scream. But even that was stolen from me, replaced by ragged, broken gasps.

The room began to sway in and out of focus. The edges of my vision turned gray.

I thought of Tadashi. Of his hand reaching for mine. Of the way he looked at me that night in Hokkaido, when the world felt safe for the first time.

‘Hold on, Naomi. Just hold on…’

The sounds around me grew distant-Reiko’s voice, the man’s laughter-all of it fading, swallowed by the dark.

And then there was nothing.

I let the darkness consume me. At least the pain in gone, I thought before embrace the darkness with open arms.

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