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 17

My sister Sayu called me from a payphone.

“Please, help me, big brother…”

“Help me?”

“After everything that happened, I ran away… and… now I have no money…”

As expected, they came asking for money.
So you ran away, huh? Did you have a fight with Mom or something?
Since she was little, Sayu has loved her mother and has never had a single argument with her.
The situation is what it is, so there’s nothing we can do about it.

“Sayu”

“Uh, huh?”

“You told me to die before, right?”

“As Sayu wished, big brother has died. He’s no longer here. Please do your best on your own.”

“Ah, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, so…”

Your voice sounds weak.
I don’t feel any vitality.
It seems like my throat is hoarse too.

“Are you eating properly?”

“It’s just a convenience store bento…”

“I see. Even though you don’t have money, you’re still getting convenience store bento.”

Convenience store bento boxes are a feast these days, price-wise.
Aren’t you cooking for yourself?

“Big brother, please, just talk to me…”

“Talking to dead people? You’ve become a medium. That’s cool.”

“No, please, I’m really begging you!!”

“Well then, it’s about time for big brother to move on. Goodbye.”

“Wait, wait”

I hung up on him unilaterally.
It was something Sayu did during the previous phone call.

“Well then, Hanazaki-san, let’s go eat something.”

“That’s fine, but what about your little sister?”

“I’m tired of eating convenience store bento all the time.”

“Convenience store bento? Huh. Haven’t you eaten it yet, Fuji-kun? Convenience store bento.”

“Well, when I just want to quickly satisfy my hunger, I eat.”

That’s how it is supposed to be, convenience store bento.
It is an ally of busy people, but never an ally of the poor.
Anyway, those guys have no decent job opportunities and are just sitting around doing nothing, so they might as well cook their own meals to save money.

I don’t care, but…

“Hanazaki-san, which do you prefer, ramen or shabu-shabu?”

“Hmm, maybe ramen? Huh, no way…”

“Let’s split the bill today.”

“What!?”

“Just kidding. I invited you, so I’ll treat you.”

“Woohoo!! Thank you for the meal!!”

“Okay, once we take Meke home, let’s go eat. It’s still before noon, but we’ll get hungry while waiting, right?”

So, I visited the local ramen shop.
It’s a chain store that specializes in miso ramen, and its selling point is that you can enjoy miso from various regions of Japan.

Especially the chashu is thick, the flavor is well-infused, and it’s delicious.
I ordered a Hokkaido miso ramen with extra chashu and a boiled egg topping, and a miso fried rice.

Hanazaki-san had a slightly light Kyushu miso ramen with miso gyoza.

The total price for the two of us is quite high, but it doesn’t matter to me.
Because it doesn’t affect the household budget at all, even if I eat every day.

As expected, I don’t eat it every day.

“Wow, everything is miso, isn’t it?”

What flavor does Hanazaki like? Ramen.

“Hmm. I like miso too, but… maybe tonkotsu. Sometimes, I go eat Hakata ramen with my dad. It’s along the national highway, right?”

“Alright then, let’s go there next time.”

It’s nice, being able to eat whatever you like freely.
Hmm, another call from an unknown number.
Is it Sayu doing? Let’s ignore it.

The ordered items are being delivered.
Right away, a sip of the soup.

Intense!!
When I rinse my mouth with cold water, I want it again.
I can’t take it anymore!!

“Oh, so miso gyoza is meant to be eaten with miso. And it’s surprisingly filling.”

“If you can’t finish it, I’ll eat it.”

Next, slurp the noodles.
Chewy texture!!
To swallow the chewed noodles down to my stomach, I end up drinking more soup again!!

Next up is the chashu. The much-anticipated chashu!!
Ah, geez, another phone call.

“Persistent bastard, aren’t you?”

“Why not listen to what they have to say?”

“Why?”

“I’ve been so focused on Makabe and Murano lately that I don’t really know what’s going on with those two.”

Indeed, it does bother me a bit.

“The revenge on those two isn’t over yet, right? We need to keep an eye on them. The fact that they’re calling so many times means they’re pretty desperate, don’t you think?”

It can’t be helped.
Shall I at least hear you out?

I pick up my smartphone.

Hello?

Apparently, Sayu has come back to her hometown now.
I visited my parents’ and grandparents’ houses, but since no one was there, I made a phone call.

Then should we meet somewhere? There’s a possibility that Mom is hiding somewhere, and the two of you might come after me to kill me.

Anyway, I can’t tell Sayu my current address, but I won’t.

There is a possibility that both my mother and I will visit repeatedly.

As a result, we decided to meet at the park from earlier.

If it’s a park, there are usually a lot of people around, so they probably won’t do anything dangerous.

Maybe.

Heading to the park with Hanazaki-san.
Someone is on the bench.
A girl with short hair like a boy, dressed in a sweatshirt and sweatpants.

“Sayu?”

When I met my sister after a long time, she no longer resembled the person she used to be.
The face is swollen and blue, with burn marks on the forehead.
There is a cut on the jaw.

“Big brother…”

I have lost both of my front teeth.
Clearly abnormal appearance.
This child’s face tells the story. Since we parted ways, what kind of things have they been through?

A scheme to get in my good graces.
For that, it’s going too far.
However, if it’s that mother, she might just do it.

“What on earth happened?”

Ms. Hanazaki interjects.

“Before that, let’s go to my house.”

“Why?”

“I can’t keep exposing a child in this condition to the eyes of others forever.”

Is that a suggestion out of kindness?

Well, if Hanazaki-san wants to do that.

You probably don’t even know that my house is next door.

Sayu stands up.

Your way of walking is strange.

It looks like he’s walking as if he’s enduring pain.

Really, what happened?