"Madam, the situation is utterly dreadful. More of our people have been slayed. What's the order?"

"What is the enemy's death statistics?"

he looked around in terror. "I think it's as much as ours."

"So we continue."

Fearfully, he put his hand on the wall and then ran his hand through his hair. "But madam!"

I stood up and came out from behind the wall. "We must avenge our fallen comrades, Rick. It is our duty."

As soon as I stepped out, the enemy members noticed me. "Kill her!" With one of them shouting, four of them attacked me. I tightened my grip on the knife in my hand and meticulously observed their weapons and approached. Then i hit them with a malicious grin on my face. "Let's see which one of you will embrace death first."

One of them reached me before the others and threw a punch towards me, "woman! There's no place for you here. With you, the Yakuza's reputation is questioned."

I dodged his punch and grabbed his arm from the wrist, pulling him towards me. he smirked. "Is that so? With this move, you think you'd prevent damaging youself?

I chuckled and held onto his arms tightly in my hands. "Of course!"

Then with one swift move, I turned towards those who wanted to stab me. This action caused them the stab their own piggy, after the knife hitting his flank, as blood spewed from his mouth, he shockingly looked around.

"When you reached the other side," I said mockingly, "Tell others that Azima used you as a human shield."

When I saw him firmly holding onto my shoulders without moving, i pulled him away roughly, and I looked at him falling to the ground. The other three, with their knives left in the fat of their comrade. I firmly gripped my knife and stabbed each of them one after another, but in places that wouldn't kill them. I preferred to let them live because killing wasn't in my Yakuza code. In my opinion, human lives were valuable. I kill only if it's necessary. 

"A-Azima?"

I turned around upon hearing the familiar voice amidst the noise and chaos. 

'big sis?' 

My eyes widened in astonishment. I completely turned towards her. She had dropped her shopping bag on the ground and was looking at me in disbelief. Finally, I pulled myself together 

 "What are you doing here?" I shouted at her in fear. 

i had never mentioned to my sister that i was the leader of a Yakuza Gang. And now, seeing me in this kind of situation, all she could do out of shock was just looking at me. I looked at her with disgrace. I never wanted her to be disappointed in me. 

"Let's talk about it later!" I yelled again, 

 Seeing someone running towards Arina, I stopped talking and screamed in fear as I rushed towards them. But it was too late... He had already reached her and stabbed her neck with the knife in his hand. In that moment, everything stopped. Not just my body, but everything around me. All the memories I had with Arina flashed before my eyes. 'What did she buy from the store?'

When her body fell to the ground covered in blood,I came back to my senses and ran towards her. I've sat beside her and carefully rested her head on my lap. "No no no! Arina, please look at me."

 she opened her mouth but the only thing that came out was wheezing. her eyes were darting in all directions as if she could see and couldn't see Simultaneously...

 "Arina, please look at me."

 I tightly held her neck with my hand but it was useless. Her throat had been cut open.

"Ambulance, call an ambulance-" after I saw the massacr scene behind me, my scream choked. Rick, Jack, Ted; all of them were lying on the ground. And besides them, dozens of enemy corpses were fallen on ground lifeless. 

'W...What the f##k is this?'

"I see The Azima is kneeling."

I turned my head towards the way the sound came from.

The enemy gang leader was approaching me with a smile on his face.

"P...Please call an ambulance."

As he saw Arina's body in my arms, his smile disappeared and he looked at me confused.

"Who is this girl?I have not seen her among your comrades once."

Tears spontaneously fell from my eyes. "She-she has no role in this, My sister has nothing to do with the Yakuza group."

"So she's your sister?"

The sound of his sneer shook me and my mind shouted a sentence continuously.

'You are fu##ed.'

I looked at him in disbelief with angry eyes. 

"P-please, I beg you. I'll do anything for you. Just call an ambulance." I was mumbling, 

"Even if I call an ambulance, it's too late now. look at her."

And then he looked at Arina.

My head didn't want to move.

It felt like someone had grabbed it tightly. I forcely looked away from Akira's face to look at Arina.

 'Oh my god!' Like a sheep whose head had been cut off, she was shaking her hands and feet hysterically. Her irises had gone up so high that they were no longer visible and were hidden behind her eyelids.

I framed her face with my hands and shouted her name out loud.

My mind was filled with useless thoughts...

'Who will cook for me from now on?!'

'What should I do alone in an empty house?!'

'I always forget my keys. What should I do if Arina is not behind the door?!'

You might ask yourself if Arina's worth was only in these simple things. Of course not, but when you see the death of a loved one, you can't control your thoughts. Can you? 

"Good... suffer like this, the same suffering as you gifted me by killing my brother. How does it feel like? Pain? Burning? I really want to know because it was both for me."