The Yakuza's Guide To Babysitting Characters นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Doing what?" "Babysitting, mostly," she said, leaning in, her eyes shining with a warmth that felt dangerously genuine. "For a very wealthy family. They have this little girl... Oh, Mama, you should see her. Her name is Louise. She’s... she’s adorable. She has these big, soulful eyes and she’s so smart. I’ve only been there a short while, but I already love her so much. Sometimes, when I’m holding her, I feel this connection... like I’m her own mother. It’s the strangest, most beautiful thing." The world stopped.

Benny had been so loud; I think the animals around here hadn’t had a wink of sleep either. “Wait,” he groaned. Heavy objects dropped on his end. “Good. You enjoying babysitting?” he teased. I was the gambit, the chameleon in our team. I was the person they’d send for reckoning and information collection. But Ghost is the guy you send to care for girls Klaus fucked. He took them home, made sure they were safe, and kept Klaus from facing false accusations of sexual assault. He’d be perfect in babysitting duties. “Peachy.” If lightning strikes me with each lie I spew, I’d be toasted by now.

The man also had a pompous tone of voice. Charlie stared at Yahiko and spoke coldly, “Watch your tongue. Don’t think that I won’t beat you up just because you are an elder. I’ll beat you just the same if you make me angry.” Yahiko gasped in bewilderment. He had never received such ill-treatment before. Even the current seventh leader of the yakuza would be respectful to him. No one dared to talk to him like that in this country. Yahiko was clearly agitated. He pointed at the bodyguards and ordered, “Teach him a lesson!”

Jiroo said while wiping the blood out of his dagger using the big bald guy's sleeve. "Sometimes, you just have to try the things you were used to." Ayu said and smiled at us. "So I need to remind the two of you, these mafias ain't just ordinary mafias, they are demons like our Lords, so be careful, please, I don't want the two of you to face what has happened to me." "Relax, I'm turtle rabbit, remember?" "Yeah and I'm Ceyx." I said after I changed my magazine with special bullets and when I looked up to them, they were both staring at me ludicrously.

Yamamoto added. “Remember what?” Arash asked in return. “The Yakuza never attack women and children,” Yamamoto emphasised. “Just as your organisation has its rules, we have the same rules.” And well, it was that rule that made Arash feel more at ease, as he was once again certain that Yamamoto would not harm Shahnaz, in accordance with the Yakuza’s oath. “I’ll take that as you keeping your word,” Arash concluded at the end of their conversation.

Danny asked. "Safe house. Tepito neighborhood. You can stay there while you decide what to do. No rent. No questions. Just a place to think." Kenji navigated through traffic with the ease of someone who had driven these streets for years. "But Danny, you need to understand something. The Yakuza helped position you for this. Helped feed you information. Helped keep you focused during nine years when most men would have given up. We did not do that out of kindness. We did it because your revenge aligned with our interests." "What interests?"

Pulling a jacket over my shoulders and ruffling my hair so they appear as bed hair, I jogged down the stairs halting on the last step as I saw my mother already making her way to the door. Since that was the nice opportunity to turn back and snuggle into my sheets, I made no sound but still, my mother could make out my presence behind her. "Millie, Come here." I didn't see who had already entered the door as I had my eyes down on the floor, grumbling for not being sneaky enough to slip out of her sight. "I want you to meet your babysitter, Noah Hudson." My head jerked up at the mention of his name and all I could think of that time who had a repulsive expression plastering his face.

Kazuha says in surprise. “Uh-huh” Ryosuke agreed as they watched their new friend eat toffee with much vigor. “Did you not get to experience this as a kid?” Kazuha said. He stopped to look at them. “I did not. I was raised to be one of the Hui Yuan assassins under the employment and contract of the Yamaxun Xiang tribe. I was taught how to fight and taught to read my surroundings and environments but this isn’t one of them.” Wencheng said.

Others with thinly veiled resentment. I didn’t care either way. I adjusted my cufflinks, the crisp linen of my tailored suit a stark contrast to the filth of this place. I wasn’t here to blend in. I was here to hunt. And my prey sat right in front of me. Takeshi Sato. He was a Yakuza associate. Greedy, sloppy and weak. The bastard was drowning in liquor, his arm draped around a half-dressed woman who laughed at something he said, even though the light in her eyes was long gone. He hadn’t noticed me yet.

He doesn’t want to be dragged into the criminal world all because he’s babysitting the Mafia’s heir. . TBC