"Moribe Mamiya actually ended up working at a nightclub? At her age, she should be in college, just like Hua Ling..."
Tosu Hideo looked at the photograph on the phone, a jumble of feelings filling his heart.
He felt somewhat disappointed, and somewhat sad.
Mr. Moribe's beloved daughter should not have turned out like this. She should have been a gentle, kind girl, just like Mr. Moribe.
"It's all that adulterous couple's fault!"
A flicker of anger crossed Tosu Hideo's eyes. He raised a hand and pressed it against the throat of Hanyu, who lay unconscious on the sofa.
With his current strength, crushing Hanyu's Adam's apple would take no more effort than crushing a peanut.
This lover had usurped Mr. Moribe's home and even harbored ill intentions toward Moribe Mamiya. He was scum who more than deserved to die.
Kill him. Kill him...
Tosu Hideo's eyes grew increasingly bloodshot, his killing intent mounting. Just then, a baby's cries came from the bedroom nearby.
"Waaah! Waaah!"
Clarity returned to Tosu Hideo's reddened eyes, and he pulled his hand back as though shocked.
What was wrong with me? How could I have wanted to kill so easily? I already swore never to abuse this evil power to take another person's life.
Or once you tasted violence, did that thrill of holding life and death in your hands become addictive?
Was I actually a coldhearted criminal in the making who treated human lives as worthless? No. After killing so many people from the Matori Group, I was already a genuine criminal with blood all over my hands.
But even so, I couldn't let Jashin's power beguile me into doing whatever I pleased.
Barely suppressing his urge to kill, Tosu Hideo picked up Hanyu's phone and slipped it into his pocket, retraced his