After Losing My Girlfriend, Mother, And Sister To Someone Else, I won 1.5 Billion Yen In The lottery. Now, I’m hiring A Coworker To Help Me Get My Revenge - Episode 14

In the bed of my former room, Makabe, who had been lying sprawled out, woke up.

Each limb is tied to the foot of the bed with ropes, and cannot move.

My mouth was also covered with a towel, making it impossible to speak.

Moreover, they are completely naked.

“Mmm!! Mmm!!”

“Are you awake, Makabe?”

“Hmm? Hmm!!”

“Too bad. This time, it was you who got deceived by a woman.”

Ms. Hanazaki is not in this room.

They are waiting in the living room.

“This house, this room. The place that became a symbol of the worst memories because of you. There’s no other place to end our connection.”

“Mmーーーーっ！！”

The eyes, filled with rage, are bloodshot red.

It seems you still don’t understand your position.

“If you hadn’t messed up my life, I wonder what would have happened to me. Would I have lived peacefully in poverty without buying that lottery ticket and realizing the true nature of that family? Which one of us is happier now?”

“Uuuhhh, uuuhhh!!”

“Well, there’s no point in talking about what-ifs. Hey, loser.”

“You lost to me. You mocked and ridiculed me, thinking I was inferior as a man, but you were defeated by me.”

“Couldn’t you have lived more wisely? I even feel pity for you, you miserable and pathetic, subhuman ape.”

“How dare you hurt even an unrelated old man. Don’t think I’ll let this end so easily.”

A single tear flowed from Makabe’s eye.

Even a man like this cries, huh?

“The chatting is over. …Come in.”

The door opens.

Murano is coming in.

At the unexpected appearance of a certain person, Makabe’s eyes widened.

“Ma…kabe…”

“！？”

“It’s all your fault, everything…”

By the way, why doesn’t this drug addict show any signs of suffering from addiction?

Maybe even now, somewhere…

If it’s Hanazaki who is being trained, they might understand, but I have no intention of listening.

“Doesn’t it bring back memories, Makabe? Apparently, she’s been through a lot and has a sexually transmitted disease.”

“?”

I take a rectangular box out of my pocket.

I opened it and took out the syringe that was inside.

It’s a syringe already full of bl00d.

“Makabe, why were you avoiding Murano? It’s so sad, isn’t it? You’re lovers, so when one of you is in trouble, you should be a united front.”

“By the way, according to Ms. Hanasaki, Murano seems to be suffering from high fevers and headaches regularly. It sounds like AIDS symptoms. I’m not an expert, so I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

“Mmm!! Mmm!!”

I randomly jab the needle into Makabe’s arm.

Murano and Makabe have the same bl00d type, B. I’m not well-versed in medicine, but probably this level of bl00d transfusion won’t kill him.

I’ve known Makabe since elementary school, and I’ve also talked about bl00d types with Murano, so there’s no doubt.

Inject the bl00d of Murano deeply.

“Now you’re ‘with Murano’ too. Isn’t that great?”

“Mmーーーーっ！！”

“I don’t know what kind of illness Murano has, but I hope it’s an easily treatable STD.”

In reality, the name of the disease is not that important.

The crucial thing is the mental stress of having been infected with the disease.

The fear that the disease is eroding his body proliferates like maggots, devouring Makabe’s mind.

“Alright, Murano, just follow the instructions from here on.”

“Yes”

I hand over the equipment that I had warmed up on the study desk.

Tools used for welding and such. It’s a “soldering iron.”

It seems to be something ordered from overseas and heated to nearly 600°C.

“Go ahead, Murano. Then I’ll cure your illness.”

Yes

Makabe’s face turns pale.

I raise my voice with all my might, but I can’t resist.

Murano straddles Makabe.

To start, around the upper part of the right pectoral muscle.

The soldering iron touches.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!”

If you keep pressing it, the savory smell of grilled meat gradually starts to waft through the air.

Even if there’s a hole, it doesn’t bleed much. The protein coagulates due to the burn and stops the bleeding.

Makabe urinated due to the overwhelming pain.

“Next, the forehead. Aim for the head like you did with Grandpa.”

Sizzle, my forehead is getting burned.

Since there was no meat, I quickly reached the bone.

“Mmm!! Mmmmmm!!!!”

He’s crying, shedding big tears.

There’s no way I’m going to let it end like this.

You crossed a line you shouldn’t have crossed.

“Murano, melt this guy’s genitals and balls.”

“What’s the reply?”

Yes

Even drug addicts hesitate, huh?

That said, the fact that he doesn’t change his expression at all shows that Murano is pretty much broken too.

“Stop being a man and live modestly, Makabe.”

I’ll take off the towel that’s covering his mouth.

I wanted to hear his words.

“Phew!! I-I was wrong!! I was wrong!! So please forgive me already!!”

“Forgive me… please?”

“Please forgive me!! I admit defeat!! I admit defeat!! I won’t do anything bad anymore, so please forgive me, Fujii-sama!!”

“Back then, you ignored my reluctance and had s3x with me, didn’t you?”

“I’ve reflected on my actions!! I’m an idiot!! I’m scum!! I’m trash!! I won’t lay a hand on Fujii-sama anymore!! Not even on your family!! Please, I’m begging you…”

“What is the name of the person who attacked Grandpa?”

“Kuramoto Kanji!! He’s a junior, one year below me, and he’s dyed his hair red!! I-I even have a photo on my phone!!”

“Don’t say whatever comes to mind.”

“It’s true!! It’s really true!!”

Kuramoto, right?

I’ll let Hanazaki-san know later.

To the police… would it be bad to tell them right away?

It’s a hassle when I’m asked about my sources.

Hanazaki-san and I have to pretend that we haven’t seen Makabe for a while.

Let’s put this aside for now and think about it later.

“Right? Right? I taught you properly!!”

“So?”

“I’m so sorry!! I’m really, really sorry!! I’ll apologize as much as you want!! I’ll do a dogeza or anything!! I’ll even lick your shoes!! So please, please forgive meee!!”

“Even if you apologize now, it’s ‘too late’.”

“Wh-what…?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t take your life.”

“Yadaaaahhhhhh!!!!”

“However, don’t ever get involved with me again. Next time… I’ll really kill you.”

Cover my mouth with a towel once more.

The soldering iron held by Murano touched Makabe’s genitals.

Makabe rolled his eyes and fainted there.

After burning my eyes and fingers even more, I returned to the living room.

When I sat down on the sofa, Ms. Hanasaki handed me a bottle of mineral water.

“Yes. The water supply was cut off.”

Thank you.

Open the cap and take a sip.

I finally did it.

It’s not just the mind; the body has been hurt as well.

No regrets. No guilt.

But at the same time, there’s no sense of accomplishment.

All that exists is a fatigue so cold it makes me tremble.

“Hanazaki-san, how is Murano doing…?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve been sending messages that could serve as evidence from Mr. Murano’s phone for a few days now. To Makabe’s phone. Things like ‘If you don’t help me, I’ll kill you’ or ‘I’ll never forgive you.'”

“You’re quite shrewd.”

“Fujii-kun, did you properly wipe off the fingerprints from the ‘tool’ you used before overwriting them with Murano’s fingerprints?”

“I did it.”

“Sounds good. If we rummage through Mr. Murano’s bag, we’ll find the drugs too.”

“That medicine…”

“It originally belonged to Mr. Murano.”

Murano is being kept in the room as is.

Not even knowing what will happen to me in the future.

I want you to think of it as kindness.

It would be better to be taken care of in a proper facility.

“Fujii-kun, what happened with Makabe?”

“I’m not dead. But I’m already beyond saving. I’m just a meat puppet with a beating heart.”

With a sigh of relief, Ms. Hanazaki exhaled.

“Oh, I see. I thought you were going to kill me.”

“Would it have been better to kill?”

“If you want to make sure there’s no trace left, then fine. But I think it’s okay. Even if it’s Makabe, if you kill him, Fujii-kun, you’ll be haunted by it for the rest of your life. In that case, Fujii-kun, you won’t be able to start your new life.”

“Let’s go home.”

Suddenly, I glance at the corner of the living room.

There was a portrait of my father.

Retrieve the memorial portrait and leave the house with Ms. Hanazaki.

I probably won’t ever come back here again.

After that, Ms. Hanazaki disguised herself as a nearby resident and reported to the police that she had heard suspicious screams.

Murano will probably be arrested. For assault and drug use.

Just in case, I’ve given the order, “If you get caught by the police, don’t mention my name or Hanazaki-san’s.”

If you do that, I will definitely help you.

That guy has been trained by Ms. Hanazaki and has become obedient, and even if he were to talk, his words as a drug addict would be questionable as solid testimony.

Moreover, the preparations to make it look like she acted alone are also complete. Like erasing my fingerprints and the messages sent to Makabe’s phone.

They decided to say it was due to a love affair gone wrong or financial troubles.

I might get questioned a bit, but I’ll just brush it off.

No, if Makabe recovers and starts talking about me, I might actually get my house searched or something.

I threatened him to never get involved with me again, but who knows what will happen.

Sigh, I’m done. I’m going to stop thinking about it. Really, I’m exhausted.

If an inconvenient situation arises, I’ll think about it then.

So, please, just let me rest already.

“This is the end of my revenge against those two. I’ll transfer the 20 million yen later.”

“Yeah”

“I’m also completely a bad person now.”

“You can’t punish evil unless you become evil yourself. That’s how the world works.”

Hanazaki-san held my hand as I walked along, dragging my feet.