A Man Who Was Cheated on by a Bad Man and Had Everything Taken From Him Decides to Get Revenge by Starting a New Life - Chapter 4

I went back to my first day at work and repeated the same events for five days straight.

Then, the farewell drinking party for the end of our training arrived.

“Um… your presentation today was amazing.”

“Thanks, Minase-san.”

“You remembered my name?”

“You were one of the presenters with me today.”

“Ah… right.”

Minase-san.

A strong impulse surged within me—I wanted to spend more time with her tonight.

But I would most likely just end up back at the beginning of these five days again.

What I needed to do tonight was—

“Honjo, Konno-san. How about the four of us—me, Minase-san, you two—go to a separate second party?”

I had already warned Minase-san about Honjo’s bad habit.

It wasn’t because I had any particular interest in Sakurako Konno, but because I wanted to avoid ruining the group’s atmosphere.

Minase-san seemed to have her own concerns and agreed to my suggestion.

“I don’t mind either way, but it depends on Sakura…”

“I’m in. Even if Honjo-kun doesn’t come, I’ll go.”

“Huh? No way! I’m coming too!”

They’re already on a first-name basis?

As always, he moves fast.

If it were a big group, he’d probably end up seducing someone before anyone noticed, so I went with a smaller gathering instead.

“So? Which one do you want to sleep with?”

The four of us arrived at a stylish and calm bar.

Here, I wouldn’t have to worry about him sneaking off with someone.

As I stood up and headed for the restroom, Honjo followed me and suddenly dropped a bombshell.

“My main target is Sakura, but that big chest is hard to ignore too.”

…This guy. Does he only think with his lower half?

“You… you see them like that?”

“Hah? Women are for sleeping with, aren’t they?”

“Are you aware that saying that could cause trouble for the company?”

“Wha—wait… don’t tell me—”

It looked like he misunderstood something on his own.

Not that I planned to snitch to the company, but it would be better for the girls if he thought I might.

“I was just joking, seriously. You’re so uptight.”

“Haha, yeah, me too. Just a joke.”

“Hahaha!” “Ahahaha!”

We laughed at each other with dead eyes.

That night, we wrapped things up early enough to catch the last train. After seeing the girls off at the station, I went with Honjo to a bar he had visited before—one with female companions.

I had to keep up appearances and act like we were just friendly coworkers.

“Wow, mister, you’re huge! Is that padding?”

“Of course not! Here, let me touch!”

“Ahhh! We’ve got a pervy old man here!”

“Down below, my ‘son’ is sleeping, but should I wake him up?”

“You’re under arrest! One customer is going home!”

“I can go home, but my souvenir is you!”

“Eek! I’m gonna get taken home!”

The girls were touching Honjo’s biceps, getting all excited.

He was tall and had a good-looking face, but apparently, muscles were also a hit with women.

Still, their conversation was… something else.

These girls were impressive, handling daily sexual harassment with smooth comebacks and distractions.

“What about you, mister? Do you exercise?”

“Not really.”

“You should! It’ll make you more attractive and keep you healthy.”

As I absentmindedly watched Honjo, the girl sitting beside me started chatting.

Exercise, huh…

Oh yeah, my status screen had a “Physical Ability” stat, didn’t it?

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Name: Ren Koda
Age: 23
Height: 164 cm
Inseam: 73 cm
Attractiveness: 58
Annual Income: 2.88 million yen
Assets: 510,000 yen
Physical Ability: 61
Mental Strength: 123
Persuasion: 111
Problem-Solving: 137
Revenge Points: 10

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I had accumulated 10 revenge points.

These weren’t the ones I had spent on boosting my height and inseam when I first got them. They must have come from manipulating events so that Honjo got scolded by the sales director during our final presentation.

Since each point increased my physical ability by 2, I dumped all of them into it—raising it to 81.

“Ugh, this feels tight…”

“Huh? Mister, are you suddenly all buffed up?”

My chest and stomach felt constricted.

I loosened my belt by two notches, undid my tie, and unbuttoned my shirt down to the second button before I could breathe properly. When I touched my arms and chest, I actually felt muscle.

Not full-on bodybuilder level, but definitely well-trained.

“Whoa, you suddenly got bulky!”

“Maybe I was just sucking in my gut?”

“Haha, that’s hilarious!”

I managed to play it off.

Definitely better not to do body modifications in front of people.

It would just raise suspicion.

“Hey, hey.”

The girl who had been entertaining Honjo leaned over toward me and the girl sitting beside me.

“Why don’t the four of us go for another round of drinks after this?”

Damn, Honjo.

How the hell does he smooth-talk them into this stuff?

He shot me a smug look.

Honestly, I was already exhausted.

I planned to decline in a casual way—but then.

“I wanna go drinking with Koda-san~”

The girl beside me grabbed my hand.

She had asked for my name earlier, and now she wasn’t calling me “mister” anymore—I’d been upgraded to “Koda-san.”

Damn it.

With an invitation like that, how could I say no?

I had never gone drinking with a girl after hours before.

I figured if it was just another bar nearby, it wouldn’t be a problem.

But I had underestimated after-hours drinking.

A members-only bar.

The girls were already members, so they introduced us and got us signed in.

This was… intense.

Almost-naked men and women.

Their faces were masked so no one could tell who was who at a glance.

Of course, Honjo and I also had to strip down—wearing nothing but barely-there string underwear as we sat at our table.

“Koda-san, let’s have some fun~”

The girl from earlier.

She smiled and, still practically naked, climbed onto my lap…