For My Appetite (Second Update)

Bullseye swore that after all the evil he had done over the years, he had long been prepared for a miserable death.

But he had truly, truly never expected that being worse than dead really was worse than simply dying!

The pain below his waist made him unable to stand steadily, and the indescribable agony scattered his thoughts until he could not focus.

Someone had actually gone straight for his family jewels with the first blow!

And it had been a goddamn knee strike!

Bullseye practically wanted to swallow the guy in front of him whole...

But there was nothing he could do. He did not even dare move too much!

That guy's speed... was far too abnormal!

Bullseye faced a great enemy, while Leon was much more relaxed.

Honestly, Leon had not meant to do that!

Maybe he had been too rushed when he attacked just now. His charge and the timing of lifting his leg had not lined up well, making him noticeably a beat too slow.

As a result, the knee that had been aimed at Bullseye's lower abdomen dropped just a little lower...

"Come on! You're a real man! Is something as small as one or two inches really worth making such a fuss over?"

You fucking try it and see whether it is!

And besides! Was that one or two inches?!

As they said, people who were ruthless toward others were sometimes even more ruthless toward themselves!

In just about a minute, Bullseye could already stand steadily again. Though the twitching corners of his mouth and the cold sweat continually running down his face proved that he was still in excruciating pain, he had gotten back on his feet!

Leon glanced at Bullseye's crotch, then at his own knee.

"Tut, tut, tut..."

The way Leon shook his head was unbearably infuriating!

"So, tell me. Do you want me to beat you to death, or would you rather kill yourself? Otherwise, a friend of mine needs a cadaver for dissection right now. You may be missing one of the five essentials, but we don't mind! After we carve you up, there'll be compensation of one dollar and twenty-five cents."

"Put me down as the beneficiary. Think it over, will you?"

Can't I just stay alive?!

Bullseye had once been the typical kind of person who was both vicious and talkative. But back then, he had always been the stronger party. Even during his fight with Kingpin, he knew that what Kingpin wanted most was his loyalty, not the corpse of someone who resisted.

But this masked man was different!

He really... just wanted to kill him...

"What will it take for you to let me leave?"

Bullseye's first words nearly caught Leon off guard.

What kind of villain is this?!

Huh?

What happened to that madness in your bones?

The villains I see elsewhere would bite off a piece of their enemy even if they were dying, or laugh and say, 'In eighteen years, I'll be a hero again!'

Why did every villain I run into chicken out the moment they realized they couldn't win?

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"Hmm..."

Leon looked as though he were genuinely considering it.

"Can you kill Kingpin?"

"Yes."

There was not the slightest hesitation.

With an even tone and a calm expression, Bullseye agreed to the order to kill his current boss, issued by the enemy who had crushed his balls two minutes earlier. Aside from the cold sweat constantly streaming down his face and the twitching corner of his mouth ruining his image somewhat, Bullseye embodied the saying that a man could not stand firm unless he was ruthless!

Then he heard Leon's delighted response: "You're dreaming!"

Leon was furious!

How could someone be like this?

Betraying his own side was not much of a surprise. It was perfectly reasonable for someone like Bullseye to say such a thing. His nature meant this bastard could never possess something like integrity.

That was not what made Leon angry. What angered him was that this bastard not only wanted Leon to spare him and let the Purification Points already in hand fly away, he even wanted to snatch Kingpin's share of Purification Points before Leon could get them!

How the fuck was Leon supposed to tolerate that?!

Good grief! Leon still did not know how Wesley's share of Purification Points would be calculated! And now this guy was bringing this up too!

Leon lunged forward with a flying kick!

With Bullseye's skills, Leon's style of relying on physical ability and sheer speed should not have been impossible to evade. At the very least, Bullseye should have been able to trade a few moves with him.

But weren't the circumstances special right now?!

Bullseye had just crouched to dodge the kick when he exerted force with his calf and felt a stab of pain in his crotch!

His waist went limp and his knees buckled. He dodged the kick, but he also dropped straight to his knees.

Clink...

A fifty-cent coin landed before him.

"It isn't a holiday, so I can't give you any more than that!"

Though he did not understand what Leon meant, Bullseye could clearly feel the condescension in his tone, as though he were teasing a puppy.

He could not take it anymore!

...But he had to.

Picking up the coin, Bullseye decided that if he escaped with his life today, he would find an opportunity to slowly press this coin into the masked man's eyes!

He would never let him die quickly and painlessly! I will...

"You actually took it? Have some shame! You didn't even call me Daddy! You didn't even kowtow!"

Leon kicked Bullseye in the nose, sending him spinning through the air one and a half times.

If he joined the Philippines diving team, he would definitely be at the national championship level!

"Not a single splash! Nice!"

Oh!

"I forgot this is flat ground. Hehe, there's no water here... Hey! You there! Interested in giving another performance in the swimming pool at your house?"

Leon grabbed one of Bullseye's legs, dragging the clearly dizzy and disoriented man toward the courtyard.

Loud clanging sounds rang out continuously. That was Bullseye's head repeatedly colliding with the decorations on the ground.

Leon specifically chose routes with such things around, speeding up and slowing down as he walked. Not bad! The rhythm actually had a pretty strong beat!

"Huh? You're awake!"

As he made his third lap around the courtyard, Leon heard a weak, pained groan from behind him.

"I just thought of a great way to treat people in vegetative states! Want to hear it? Let me tell you, if I ever win a medical award, you'll definitely be the first person on my thank-you list!"

Bullseye was dazed. His crotch throbbed painfully, his nose ached, and the back of his head was numb and swollen. He felt awful all over.

He did not hear Leon clearly; the ringing in his ears was too loud.

"Let... let me go..."

Bullseye knew he was absolutely no match for this man. Putting on a tough front would only make him suffer more torture.

"Hey~!"

Leon's good mood was immediately ruined. Why could this guy not cooperate a little?

One look told him that Bullseye probably had no friends in everyday life!

Someone who talked like this definitely had no one invite him to the bathroom back in school!

Leon stepped on Bullseye's clenched right hand and ground his foot down. Amid Bullseye's painful cry, Leon picked up his fifty-cent coin from Bullseye's opened palm.

"No, I have my own difficulties too. Think about it—if I let you go today, I definitely won't be able to eat tomorrow morning. I might not even manage three bowls of rice."

He gently stood the coin upright on Bullseye's head as he lay motionless on the ground.

"For the sake of my appetite, make a little sacrifice!"

"Okay?"

Leon got up, raised his foot, and stomped hard on the coin.

Bullseye could not rise again.