Venom

An attack from the past

Months later….

Tokyo seemed to be the right place for him to be. No one knew his name, no one knew what he had done, and no one knew what he was capable off. He had stopped being bothered about what he did. Ever since he left and days went by, day by day the guilt lessened until it was nonexistent.

But he wouldn’t forget about Geiru.

He found a decent job and he didn’t have to worry about gangs anymore.

“Can I get something to eat?” he looked up at the woman that had ordered.

“What do you want?” he asked.

“Are you on the menu?” she flirted leaning close.

“No I am not. Please order something off the menu” he said. As a worker, he couldn’t be rude to the customers.

He had received compliments, but she was different. She was really….how would he say? Forward. And she looked different anyway.

“No need to be a spoilsport. I’ll have some pancakes” and she winked walking to her table.

“Yeah Takashi don’t be a spoilsport. Maybe you wouldn’t be so stiff if you got with someone” h