The Seven (Tokyo revengers x Fem! Takemichi)

✔ Chapter 12

contaDid you find her?"

Sanzu Haruchiyo's voice was dangerously low as he eyed the older man who currently stood in front of his desk.

His hands were intertwined as he leaned forward, resting on his elbows, his gaze cold and unforgiving.

It was enough to make Mr. Takeomi shiver in fear.

He had never seen Sanzu look at anyone like that. It was a look that would strike fear into the hearts of even the bravest men. A look that he hoped to never see again.

Takeomi swallowed hard, sweat forming on his forehead and anxiety shooting throughout his body as he slowly placed the coveted file onto the desk before him.

Sanzu raised an eyebrow at his actions, eyeing him for a few moments before reaching over and grabbing the file.

His pink hair was styled neatly, although he hadn't sleep in twenty-four hours. He couldn't get Mitchy's face out of his mind. Everytime he closed his eyes all he saw was her.

She was driving him insane.

His cold eyes scanned over the file, taking in every single piece of information about her.

He exhaled through his nose.

"Her name is Hanagaki Takemitchi." Mr. Takeomi started nervously. "She's a med student at the University here in town and she's worked at Wings for about two years now, but she was fired the day before yesterday."

Sanzu raised his eyes to look at Takeomi, his eyebrows arched.

"And where is she now?" He asked.

Takeomi swallowed hard, adjusting the collar of his shirt.

"I-i don't know." He stuttered. "The only thing I know is that my men saw her leave with Wakasa Imaushi after one of Manjiro Sano's men shot her."

Sanzu sat up straight in his chair, his expression falling instantly.

"She was shot?!" He roared. "Why am I only hearing about this now, Takeomi?!"

The older man took a step back subconsciously, shaking his head with a terror-filled expression covered his face.

"I-im sorry!" He blurted. "B-but from what I hear it was only a shoulder wound! I-im sure she'll be just fine."

Sanzu shot to his feet, his fists slamming onto the wood of his desk.

"That is not the point, you idiot!" He growled. "You should have told me immediately if she was hurt!"

Takeomi jumped back, his body jerking away from the livid man in front of him.

"Y-yes sir." He stuttered out. "I'll tell you next time, sir."

Sanzu's eyes narrowed dangerously as he leaned towards the black haired man.

"There had better not be a next time."

Takeomi nodded his head swiftly.

"Y-yes sir."

Sanzu eyed him for a few moments before sitting back down in his office chair.

"Now." He started with cold eyes, handing picking up the file again. "You said she left with Wakasa Imaushi?"

The older man nodded his head.

"Yes." He popped. "He was last seen putting her into his vehicle at about two fifteen in the morning."

Sanzu hummed in response.