"What else do you have to say?" Tetsuhiro looked down mockingly at Kogure, who lay on the ground in a wretched state, blood pouring from his wounds.
Kogure's eyes flashed viciously, but he stubbornly denied it. "I don't know these people. He's slandering me! You're all conspiring to frame me!"
"Noriko, do you believe him?"
Noriko stood there silently, her vacant eyes filling with hurt and disappointment.
Grief covered her face, and her eyes were frighteningly red.
Tears kept welling up and swirling in them.
"Miss Noriko..." Kintaro didn't know how to comfort her.
"You're still trying to deceive my daughter? We heard everything clearly. You admitted it yourself in the car!"
"What?!" Lying on the ground, Kogure desperately twisted his neck, trying to find something.
"Are you looking for me, dar...ling?"
A familiar voice came from above. Kogure looked up to see the Bewitching Woman raise the Folding Stool and slam it toward his head.
"You!"
Before Kogure could finish, she battered him with a flurry of blows, leaving him coughing up blood and barely conscious.
"Ease up. Don't kill him. We're not done playing yet," Tetsuhiro said casually, showing no regard for his life.
"See this woman? She was all over him earlier, so why is she beating him now? Because she's the one he ordered to run down your father. She's another fool he used."
"What?" Noriko was stunned.
"That's right. I got greedy and fell for his sweet talk, then did something unforgivable," the Bewitching Woman said as she beat him.
"I don't expect you to forgive me. Just let me beat him to my heart's content! This bastard tried to make me take the fall. He lied to me!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"You... how dare you... betray me! Stop!" Kogure was beaten so badly that