Chapter 117 - Going South (1/2)

”I know, I've been watching you,” Yumi replied.

”Really?” Laz didn't notice himself being watched. At this moment, he felt something soft smacking his hand and he looked down. He saw Vivi nodding her head as though to confirm that she had noticed it as well.

”Why? And why are you helping me?” Laz didn't have a bad impression or a good impression about Yumi. But if he had to guess how their relationship would be, it would be good from his side, but she should want to kill him, or something similar. Considering what happened in that bathroom, he kind of thought she would be a bit... angrier? Yet she didn't say anything about that and is, in fact, helping him. This actually made him feel a little apprehensive.

'Is she the type who enjoys that kind of stuff rough?' Although he was thinking it, no way was he going to say it. He was no longer afraid of her but it would have just been rude to say something like that to the person helping you out.

”Because,” Yumi held up a finger.

”One, I can't go back to my old job. As you can see, I'm no longer human. Even before that I was always getting offers from that dick, Tommy. He was offering an ungodly amount of money for me to be his personal play thing. Luckily, I had a contract to prevent that sort of thing. But if they find out I'm like this, they will no longer consider me a human.”

”It can't be that bad, can it?” Laz was a bit shocked by her thesis. If that's how they were treating them, didn't that mean that everyone like them are in danger?

”Not yet. At least not everywhere.” Yumi sighed. Considering the last time he interacted with her, she seemed to be a lot less playful and way more serious. It was an interesting change.

”Two,” Yumi held up her second finger.

”I want to kill you. I was also ordered to find you and to kill you, but I was going to do it anyway after what happened.” During this entire explanation, Yumi's expression didn't change in the slightest. Not only was she completely serious, she wasn't even bother by talking about it.

”Umm...” Laz didn't really know what to say to that.

”Killing is easy. It erases problems. And when done right, there is no evidence. Without a body and murder weapon, who would know someone died? Simple right?” Yumi when on to explain.

”Uhh...” Something was telling Laz that this girl wasn't all right in the head. In fact, he started reaching for the door handle and was thinking about those shows he had watched that showed the you correct way to jump out of a moving vehicle. The only thing that kept him from going through with it was that Vivi didn't react in the slightest as though she didn't see Yumi as a threat. Or that she wasn't taking her seriously. Not that Laz was going to fully trust Vivi's judgement, but so far she seemed like she was standing with him.

”And you... you took advantage of me. And you saw me naked. You even... well... you know what you did.” Yumi's face, despite remaining a bit emotionless towards this, did get a bit red as she failed to mention everything Laz did.

”Any one of those reasons was enough for me to kill you. I had it all planned out too. You were so vulnerable in your room, sleeping and in peace. It would have been insanely easy to end you. And I would have regained just a bit of my honor at least.” Yumi seemed to get a bit mad and frustrated as she spoke, like he had done something wrong which made her not able to kill him.

'Gulp,'

”And lastly, three,” Yumi pulled the jeep over and looked at Laz while putting her hand down.

”How old are you?”

”Uhm... 14, no wait. I was out for 4 days... so 15 now,” Laz responded, thinking about his birthday on the first of December he missed.

”THAT'S RIGHT! YOU ARE A MINOR. A BABY. AARRRGGGGG...” Yumi balled up her hands and started swinging them forward as though she was banging the side of the steering wheel like a drum while venting her rage. Despite seeing her obviously angry, Laz couldn't help but laugh at her rather cute behavior.

Swoosh.

Before he knew it, Yumi had pulled a small knife out of nowhere and held it to Laz's neck. Her sparkling black eyes seemed to carry a trace of insanity along with her anger.

”I really, really, really, really wished I had gone through with it before I found out your age. I could have forgiven myself for my mistake and promised myself to never do it again. After all, you look nothing like a 15 year old. Is it a lie? Please? Tell me it's a lie. A lie, right? A cover or something? You're not 15 right? Yeah? You're actually at least 18? You are truly a piece of trash that's just hiding his age, right? MMM?” Yumi had a look like she was pleading with him to agree with her. In fact, considering how desperate and pitiful she looked, he almost wanted to agree with her. But... that would have been stupid.

”I'm really only 15.” Even though he had a knife at his throat, Laz still was rather amused by all of this. No matter how twisted this girl was, Laz just found it cute.

'Maybe I've just become a bit twisted myself...' Laz couldn't stop himself from thinking.

Sigh.

Strangely they both sighed at the same time, but for very different reasons.

”I know you are... damn it. No one could have changed your records that completely.” Yumi put away the knife, put the jeep into drive and continued forward.

”Anyway, since you're a kid, there isn't anything I can do to you but let it go as my own mistake.”

”Ah? Um, well thank you, I guess.”

”Don't mention it. And I mean that. Literally. Don't. Ever. Speak. Of. It. Again.”

”Yes.”

”Good. Then it never happened.” Yumi had regained her earlier, somewhat cheerful demeanor, with all of the seriousness and insanity vanishing.

”What never happened?” Laz asked in support.

”Good boy.”

”Uh... I'm not a boy thank you,” Laz said, a bit offended by it.

”You're 15 right?” Yumi glanced over with that strange look in her eye once again.

”Yes...”