Chapter 13

The truth – Miyashi's life story

-Miyashi's POV-

Life as a seventeen-years-old teenager, I lived in the darker side of Hokkaido, living in alleys that kill the appetites even of beggars that were poorer than I was. Down the street was an illegal 'body-selling store'.

I was poor then, an orphan that was took in by the 'mama-san' of the store. Since young, prostitution was my game. Serving both male and female costumers, it was absolutely humiliating for being a man myself. Unlike female, I couldn't just spread my thighs and let someone in me.

But what else could I do? I need the money, for both my education and my key to freedom.

On June 21, a rainy night. I took a puff onto the cigarette, waiting for the arrival of my costumer; he or she had been late for an hour already.

"Well, well, well he's such a darling." I heard a voice from the door, as the customer and 'mama-san' peeked into it.

I did not move.

"Hi." The woman came in and locked the door.

I sat up and turned to face her.

"Hi darling." She hissed and lured herself over me, licking the tip of my lips in a sensual way that crept me out. Her blonde hair covered my face untidily while her green eyes stared at me like a cat in the night. She tried to get me to get into the mood by removing her upper piece of cloth. I did not answer to her signals, she did not care either. She threw away my cigarette and dived down into the base of my neck. She tore the pieces of the clothes that covered my body, her hands spreading my arms apart so that I had no means of defense.

"Ahh…Ahh…Madam…." I moaned and tried to get her attention. DON'T NEED THAT, BOY!" she screamed at me and threw the box of condoms out of the windows. She made me do it with her. I broke the rule of the store, she forced me to. "I'll pay you triple the price, so behave!"

With the seduction of money, I gave in to her. She brought herself onto me with force, most of the time with brutal violence.

After that day, she came a here a lot, all calling for my services. I'd tried to break away from her, but it all returns to her beating me up and paying a lot more cash. Mama-san was happy for the money though, so I was locked in a room (except during school hours), all the time ready to her pleasure without mama-san knowing that I had broken the rule.

Her name, Mizuko Seguchi. I heard that she was a demure wife of a very wealthy man of great status in society. Well, to me. It was just all a big fat lie.

Then, two months since she had first visited me, she came as usual, but this time not to me but to see the mama-san.

"I THOUGHT HE WAS BARREN!" I heard her scream. Her voice sounded very hysterical, more like a witch screeching than a lady's voice.

Only then I realized, she's pregnant. And worse still, with my child.

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I was thrown out of the store back into the streets. But with Seguchi san's help, I was send to university for psychology studies through a reliable scholarship. She was afraid that I might threaten to tell her husband about the baby, so her had to use money to stuff my mouth.

My life was lit with the glow of freedom ever since, but my heart was still locked onto the baby even though years had past. How is he or she now, or what really happened to it.

On one sunny morning, the second day after the New Year, I was called upon the PA system to someone also by the name of Seguchi.

Initially, the only person that first got recognition in my mind was Mizuko. Anyway, she's the only Seguchi I knew then. Well, that was it. I got my ass out of the classroom and got down to the office, only to my surprise, an adolescent with green cat eyes fixed onto me.

It wasn't my usual reaction to stare, but he looks really like the male version of Mizuko Seguchi.

"Miyashi Hashiba?" he asked, both his hands on his hips. Well, he looked adorable though, but it soon brought me to the mind of the baby.

I stared at him from head to toe. He's tall all right, too tall to be at the age my child was. Confused, I asked, "May I ask who are you?"

First a flinch, then a sigh, he answered in a soft whisper, "Touma Seguchi. I'm…I'm the stepbrother of your daughter."

I stared. A smile lit on my face, glad that the child was still alive.

A daughter? I had a daughter?

He did not wait for my response, hissing, he pushed me hard right to the wall and pinned me against it. "What are you even glad for?" he growled and got his hands wrapped against my throat, "Mother and Kori almost got killed because of you!"

My eyes flinched; my body was overcome by a slight tremble. Touma's eyes became watery and soon, it was leaking. I couldn't look into those pains, but yet, I was crying with him. Touma's hands grew weak with the emotional pressure, allowing me to fall to the ground.

"You're an idiot, Hashiba." He sobbed with his face down in the shadows. "A total loser."

Touma's voice was shaky, but he was still determined to speak.

"Please save her."

TBC…

End

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