Taku Itakura's face twitched violently as he stared fixedly at the pill lying on the red carpet, struggling to open his mouth.
Having suffered from heart disease for many years, he knew his condition was terrible and that he needed to take a fast-acting heart pill immediately.
But even if he truly wanted to beg for his life by crawling pathetically across the floor, he could not do so now.
The person who had tied him up was not the young man in front of him, but whoever had found him might have wanted him dead even more than these reapers who had come to claim his life. His entire body was bound tightly to the chair.
To ensure that no obvious marks would be left during the autopsy, they had even put a jacket over him to prevent conspicuous bruising from appearing on his body.
Yet this child, young enough to be called a teenager, filled him with an even greater fear of threat and death than the person who had actually attacked him.
Taku Itakura knew very well that if he did not comply with the other's demands now, then even if the people "over there" still needed his skills, this young man would truly watch him die.
Tangze, who had tossed someone else's lifesaving medicine onto the floor as though he could not see the victim's suffering, casually took out his phone and swiped through it a few times.
He pulled something up and read it aloud with clicking sounds of disapproval. "Heart disease, poor eyesight, and even sued over business disputes... Ah, legal work really is nice. If this were on our side..."
He did not finish the sentence, but Taku Itakura already understood what he meant.
—If it were less legal work, someone in his