Chapter 94
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Chisa's people have been keeping an eye on Kiyohira. He takes several turns before he loses them on his tail. Chisa has no idea what he's trying to do.
On his way to visit the two men who might have the original photograph, that photograph might help him in the future. He decides to visit the pervert who took sneaky photos of girls. The pervert runs a local photography shop.
"Sir, are you here to take a portrait picture?" The man looks older than he is. He has a dirty smile on his face. There aren't many customers. The portraits in the shop are all nearly nude women . Kiyohira is disgusted to see him.
"I am here for something else." He places the picture. "I want the one that has Chisa's face."
The man picks up the picture. It's been a long time, but he remembers this. It's because Chisa was the most beautiful girl in their school. He wanted to get some nice pictures of her in nice angles. He didn't expect to see this side of her. He was intrigued. The other girl was miserable. He didn't want to ruin his goddess' face, but he also couldn't keep it in his stomach. He took another picture that didn't include her face and distributed it in Rie's class.
However, he doesn't want to hurt his goddess that he can only see her in the photos now. He has no intention of revealing it.
The man looks at Kiyohira suspiciously. "Why do you have this?"
Kiyohira takes out the gun that he prepared for a time like this and presses it against the man's temple. "So, it's you. You already knew what was going on and you didn't bother to get her help. Why are there so many trash like you?"
Trash .
The man is quite immune to the word. However, there is a gun pointed to his head.
Feeling the cold metal against his skin, the perverted man breaks into a cold sweat. Kiyohira eyes him darkly, ready to pull the trigger. There is not a single hesitation in his eyes. There are many ways to ruin a man, but people like these men shouldn't live in the world. The world doesn't fall into the chaos because of the evil people. It remains into the chaos because of people who don't take actions and stay silent despite seeing the evil in the world.
"I helped. I sent the pictures to all of her classmates." The man doesn't dare to move. Who is this man walking around with a gun? Mafia? "They didn't do anything."
"You should have given it to the cops." Kiyohira jeers at him. "So, do you have the pictures or not?"
The man nods his head. He has more than one. He did follow Chisa until he was kicked out of the school. He kept those treasures. "I have them. I will give you everything."
***
I take the medications by the bedside. I recognize them because I have taken them for two years. I feel a little better physically. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.
Chisa. She's human too. She bleeds and gets hurt too. She's as mortal as I am. Why was I afraid of her? I should have fought back long ago.
I did fight back. Back then, I couldn't win. I didn't try again because she always made me believe that she was invincible and I was someone who deserved what was happening to me. There is a limit of torture that one can face. I tried escaping and hiding. I couldn't hide from myself.
I walk to the door and open it slightly to peek. There is no one outside. I run down the stairs and go where I tried to choke Chisa. I won't lie, but I felt good when I saw her in pain. It wasn't even 1% of what I have gone through. I am much happier about something else.
Chisa had a phone in her right hand and a purse in her left hand. When I tried to strangulate her, she dropped the phone and her purse. That was not surprising. I saw another phone fell out of the purse. I kicked it away from her. She didn't notice it.
I check beneath the couch and grin. The second phone is there. If my suspicions are right, she must have used this phone for things that need to be hidden from the world.
"Chisa, having too many secrets means that you are also fallible." I grab the phone. "I want to see what kind of secrets are you hiding."
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Chisa's people have been keeping an eye on Kiyohira. He takes several turns before he loses them on his tail. Chisa has no idea what he's trying to do.
On his way to visit the two men who might have the original photograph, that photograph might help him in the future. He decides to visit the pervert who took sneaky photos of girls. The pervert runs a local photography shop.
"Sir, are you here to take a portrait picture?" The man looks older than he is. He has a dirty smile on his face. There aren't many customers. The portraits in the shop are all nearly nude women . Kiyohira is disgusted to see him.
"I am here for something else." He places the picture. "I want the one that has Chisa's face."
The man picks up the picture. It's been a long time, but he remembers this. It's because Chisa was the most beautiful girl in their school. He wanted to get some nice pictures of her in nice angles. He didn't expect to see this side of her. He was intrigued. The other girl was miserable. He didn't want to ruin his goddess' face, but he also couldn't keep it in his stomach. He took another picture that didn't include her face and distributed it in Rie's class.
However, he doesn't want to hurt his goddess that he can only see her in the photos now. He has no intention of revealing it.
The man looks at Kiyohira suspiciously. "Why do you have this?"
Kiyohira takes out the gun that he prepared for a time like this and presses it against the man's temple. "So, it's you. You already knew what was going on and you didn't bother to get her help. Why are there so many trash like you?"
Trash .
The man is quite immune to the word. However, there is a gun pointed to his head.
Feeling the cold metal against his skin, the perverted man breaks into a cold sweat. Kiyohira eyes him darkly, ready to pull the trigger. There is not a single hesitation in his eyes. There are many ways to ruin a man, but people like these men shouldn't live in the world. The world doesn't fall into the chaos because of the evil people. It remains into the chaos because of people who don't take actions and stay silent despite seeing the evil in the world.
"I helped. I sent the pictures to all of her classmates." The man doesn't dare to move. Who is this man walking around with a gun? Mafia? "They didn't do anything."
"You should have given it to the cops." Kiyohira jeers at him. "So, do you have the pictures or not?"
The man nods his head. He has more than one. He did follow Chisa until he was kicked out of the school. He kept those treasures. "I have them. I will give you everything."
***
I take the medications by the bedside. I recognize them because I have taken them for two years. I feel a little better physically. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.
Chisa. She's human too. She bleeds and gets hurt too. She's as mortal as I am. Why was I afraid of her? I should have fought back long ago.
I did fight back. Back then, I couldn't win. I didn't try again because she always made me believe that she was invincible and I was someone who deserved what was happening to me. There is a limit of torture that one can face. I tried escaping and hiding. I couldn't hide from myself.
I walk to the door and open it slightly to peek. There is no one outside. I run down the stairs and go where I tried to choke Chisa. I won't lie, but I felt good when I saw her in pain. It wasn't even 1% of what I have gone through. I am much happier about something else.
Chisa had a phone in her right hand and a purse in her left hand. When I tried to strangulate her, she dropped the phone and her purse. That was not surprising. I saw another phone fell out of the purse. I kicked it away from her. She didn't notice it.
I check beneath the couch and grin. The second phone is there. If my suspicions are right, she must have used this phone for things that need to be hidden from the world.
"Chisa, having too many secrets means that you are also fallible." I grab the phone. "I want to see what kind of secrets are you hiding."
Chisa's people have been keeping an eye on Kiyohira. He takes several turns before he loses them on his tail. Chisa has no idea what he's trying to do. On his way to visit the two men who might have the original photograph, that photograph might help him in the future. He decides to visit the pervert who took sneaky photos of girls. The pervert runs a local photography shop. "Sir, are you here to take a portrait picture?" The man looks older than he is. He has a dirty smile on his face. There aren't many customers. The portraits in the shop are all nearly nude women . Kiyohira is disgusted to see him. "I am here for something else." He places the picture. "I want the one that has Chisa's face." The man picks up the picture. It's been a long time, but he remembers this. It's because Chisa was the most beautiful girl in their school. He wanted to get some nice pictures of her in nice angles. He didn't expect to see this side of her.He was intrigued. The other girl was miserable. He didn't want to ruin his goddess' face, but he also couldn't keep it in his stomach. He took another picture that didn't include her face and distributed it in Rie's class. However, he doesn't want to hurt his goddess that he can only see her in the photos now. He has no intention of revealing it. The man looks at Kiyohira suspiciously. "Why do you have this?" Kiyohira takes out the gun that he prepared for a time like this and presses it against the man's temple. "So, it's you. You already knew what was going on and you didn't bother to get her help. Why are there so many trash like you?" Trash . The man is quite immune to the word. However, there is a gun pointed to his head. Feeling the cold metal against his skin, the perverted man breaks into a cold sweat. Kiyohira eyes him darkly, ready to pull the trigger. There is not a single hesitation in his eyes. There are many ways to ruin a man, but people like these men shouldn't live in the world. The world doesn't fall into the chaos because of the evil people. It remains into the chaos because of people who don't take actions and stay silent despite seeing the evil in the world. "I helped. I sent the pictures to all of her classmates." The man doesn't dare to move. Who is this man walking around with a gun? Mafia? "They didn't do anything." "You should have given it to the cops." Kiyohira jeers at him. "So, do you have the pictures or not?" The man nods his head. He has more than one. He did follow Chisa until he was kicked out of the school. He kept those treasures. "I have them. I will give you everything." *** I take the medications by the bedside. I recognize them because I have taken them for two years. I feel a little better physically. Find authorized novels in Webnovelfaster updates, better experiencePlease click www.webnovel.com for visiting. Chisa. She's human too. She bleeds and gets hurt too. She's as mortal as I am. Why was I afraid of her? I should have fought back long ago. I did fight back. Back then, I couldn't win. I didn't try again because she always made me believe that she was invincible and I was someone who deserved what was happening to me. There is a limit of torture that one can face. I tried escaping and hiding. I couldn't hide from myself. I walk to the door and open it slightly to peek. There is no one outside. I run down the stairs and go where I tried to choke Chisa. I won't lie, but I felt good when I saw her in pain. It wasn't even 1% of what I have gone through. I am much happier about something else. Chisa had a phone in her right hand and a purse in her left hand. When I tried to strangulate her, she dropped the phone and her purse. That was not surprising. I saw another phone fell out of the purse. I kicked it away from her. She didn't notice it. I check beneath the couch and grin. The second phone is there. If my suspicions are right, she must have used this phone for things that need to be hidden from the world. "Chisa, having too many secrets means that you are also fallible." I grab the phone. "I want to see what kind of secrets are you hiding."
