Clang!
Tachikawa Masato slapped the heavy trophy aside, seized Councilman Narimasu, who had been holding it and preparing to present it.
Before the stunned eyes of the bodyguards and police officers, he pulled out a small knife and pressed it tightly against the councilman's throat.
"Don't move!" After shouting at the bodyguards and police, Tachikawa Masato turned to look at the horrified Narimasu Kenzou.
"Looks like you remember what things were like at the factory back then.
"Back then, we earned pitiful wages, yet you tortured us in every possible way. Later, thanks to Mr. Saeki's secret help, a few of us managed to escape your black factory without having to pay those sky-high breach-of-contract penalties.
"Then we heard you'd become a councilman and Mr. Saeki had become your secretary. We had a vague feeling something was wrong, but who would've thought... Hmph, you were the one who pinned your crimes on Mr. Saeki and then killed him, weren't you?!"
"I-I didn't!" Feeling the blade against his neck, Councilman Narimasu said shakily, "Saeki really did hang himself!"
"You drove him to his death!" Tachikawa Masato said sorrowfully.
"After the few of us escaped your factory back then, the more we thought about it, the angrier we got. We planned to go back and teach you a lesson.
"Mr. Saeki stopped us. He even took the initiative to help us find all kinds of jobs, giving us all new lives.
"But such a good man was killed by you!... If we'd known things would turn out this way, we should've taken you out back then!
"Why do good people die young while scum like you..." He snorted and raised his knife. "I'll send you down there so you can apologize properly to Saeki!"
Narimasu Kenzou: "!!"
Tachikawa Masato's raised arm,