Chapter 177: Chapter 42
At this mont, a black limousine was speeding through the city.
And inside this limo was a suffocating cocoon of luxury, sothing majority of the people couldn’t enjoy even if they work hard for the rest of their lives.
But for Kurosaki Kirei, at this mont, it felt more like a prison of agony.
He was slumped against the leather seat, his breathing shallow and ragged, every bump in the road sent a fresh, searing hot spike of pain through his mangled wrist, where the bone had been jaggedly displaced by Seijirou’s casual, monstrous strength.
His face was a contorted mask of sweat and bile, his features twitching with a volatile mixture of physical suffering and wounded pride.
"Sir, I have already contacted the hospital... the ergency wing is prepared for your arrival," the driver spoke up, his voice trembling as he watched Kirei’s reflection in the rearview mirror.
"Don’t!" Kirei roared, the sudden exertion making his head spin. "Don’t you dare bring
to the hospital! Do you want the world to see
like this? To see the Head of the Kurosaki Family had his wrist broken by a brat!?"
He can already imagine the headlines when people found out about this incident.
He clutched his forearm, his knuckles white as he hissed through his teeth. "Bring
to that place! Now! I want to talk to the Mister!"
The driver flinched visibly, his hands tightening on the steering wheel.
At the ntion of "that place"—the secluded, shady looking building where the air always felt stagnant and the shadows moved of their own accord—a look of visceral fear and disgust crossed his face.
He had been with Kirei in that place once, and he knew the kind of filth that crawled into that building.
But one look at Kirei’s crazed, bloodshot eyes through the mirror was enough to silence his conscience.
He swallowed hard, adjusted his tie, and veered the limousine off the main highway, heading toward the industrial outskirts.
Kirei leaned his head back against the headrest, closing his eyes as the city lights blurred into long, distorted streaks of neon.
"Kageyama Seijirou... Kageyama Seijirou..." he whispered the na like a curse, a mantra of pure, unadulterated hatred. "You think you’re untouchable? You think you can treat
like a common thug and walk away? You will pay for this... I will watch you crawl. I will watch the Kageyama na burn until there is nothing left but ash and regret."
The thought of vengeance was the only thing keeping the pain at bay, and in his mind, he could already see the Mister’s disgusting, oily grin, which for the first ti, actually didn’t repulse him.
Now, it felt more like a smile of a saviour.
He had been willing to sacrifice his humanity, his family, and every woman in his bloodline to save his family, and he is willing to do the sa to see Seijirou screaming on the floor, he would do it without a second thought.
With those dark, festering thoughts swirling in the backseat, the driver pressed the accelerator, the limousine carving through the darkness toward the lair of the beast.
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Kirei got out of the limousine, staring at the building where Mister had brought him once to et the rest of the elite mbers.
Ignoring the pain, he fixed his tie and walked inside.
The driver, feeling afraid, decided to remain outside. He had never wanted any part of this depravity that these people seems to enjoy.
He was a forr atheist, but after experiencing those things that these people did, he had himself converted into Christianity and started going to the Church.
Now, he just hoped that he will be safe from these people and that he wouldn’t just suffer an accident for knowing too much.
Back to Kirei.
As he entered the building, he imdiately went to the lobby and have the receptionist call mister for him.
However, his brows rose when he noticed that the receptionist was no longer that missing idol girl, this ti, it was another beautiful woman, who is wearing nothing but a spiked collar with a na tag.
Kirei finds it a pity, after all, that idol girl was quite beautiful, not to ntion since she was basically like a living doll, Kirei can unleashed all his dark fantasies without worry.
"Call Mister, tell him Kurosaki Kirei wanted to et him." Said Kirei, his eyes scanning the woman up and down.
Although she couldn’t compare to that idol in terms of looks, she has a much better body over all.
"... please wait, Kurosaki Kirei-sama." The woman said as she chanically began to dial a number on a telephone.
It rang for a few tis before soone picked up.
Kirei wasn’t listening, his mind was lost in fantasy staring at the large breasts of the woman, and that dangling piercings on her nipples, with both piercings connected by a small chain, which is also connected to another piercing on her clitoris.
He wanted to badly tug it, see if the woman would react.
"...yes sir." The woman finished as she put the telephone down and turned towards Kirei, "Kurosaki Kirei-sama, the mister had agreed to et you. Please proceed to his office."
Kirei finally snapped out of his thoughts and nodded. He couldn’t let his lust cloud his mind now, after all, he still needed to take revenge.
Without another word, he turned around and headed towards the elevator.
He pressed the highest floor and waited as the door of the elevator closed.
And as he was lifted, he couldn’t help but think of that girl earlier.
He doesn’t know her na, but that blonde girl was definitely the Kageyama Heir’s bitch.
However, what he really focused on was that aura that girl possessed which was almost the sa as the mister.
He couldn’t help but wonder... Could he also possess that power too?
He never really thought about it since he always thought that Mister was a special case, and that he was the only one who has that power, but now... He couldn’t help but feel a little greedy.
Just then, the door of the elevator opened, and Kirei imdiately stepped out.
He didn’t waste any ti looking around and imdiately headed towards the Mister’s office, the place where the mister brought him to introduce him to other elite mbers of the circle.
He rembered that the district head of departnt of education was also part of this circle, and he was the main supplier of little girls to the circle.
There is also a high ranking police officer and an old judge who are part of the circle, covering any traces left behind by the circle.
It was only then that Kirei realized just how powerful this circle is.
Kirei stopped in front of Mister’s office and knocked on the door, and almost imdiately the door opened, and a little girl, completely naked and full of bruises and whip injuries opened the door, smiling.
"Ah, it’s mister Kurosaki! Welco, welco, mister is waiting for you!"
The little girl opened the door and Kirei stepped inside. This ti, the office was no longer filled with depraved acts, but instead a solemn atmosphere.
There is a long rectangular table on the center, and around it are dozens of old n who held power and authority, the elite class of this district.
On the table, several dishes was served. But the most eye catching one was a whole roast pig...or rather, it seems like several pieces of at that were forcefully shaped into a pig.
Looking at that pig, Kirei couldn’t help but think of that idol girl who was replaced, but he imdiately shook his head to rid of those thoughts.
"Ah, Kirei, you’re here." Mister, seated on the center, greeted him, "Co, co, sit with us. We were just about to have a al."
"Yes, yes, Kirei, have a seat."
"You really know how to choose a timing!"
"Hehehe, Kirei, how was that girl I gave you? Wasn’t she very obedient?"
"Hey, Kirei, what happened to your wrist?"
At that, everyone turned silent and shifted their gaze towards his wrist, which was broken.
Kirei imdiately knelt on the floor, "Mister! Please help
take revenge!"
Mister stood up, looking angry. "Who did this to you!? How dare a re mortal hurt an elite mber of my circle!?"
"Mister, it’s the Kageyama heir! I was just about to bring my daughter back so I can deliver all won in my family to you today, but that Kageyama brat actually interfered and broke my wrist!"
"Kageyama...?"
"Could it be... That Kageyama?"
"Kirei... you really kicked an iron plate. The Kageyama Family isn’t easy to ss with."
Mister stared at Kirei and began to ponder the pros and con.
On one hand, the Kageyama family are incredibly influential, with foundations deeply rooted in the history of the country.
So ssing with them could risk the complete collapse of his business empire.
On the other hand, if he refused to help, he could risk his other mbers losing their trust in him, which could also risk the collapse of his business empire.
He was conflicted, and even resented Kirei for offending those people and worse, choosing this mont where every elite mber of his were gathered here.
He looked at his elite mber, all of them looking at him, waiting for his decision.
He gritted his teeth. Fine, he hasn’t heard of Kageyama being involved in supernatural world anyway, so what’s there to be afraid of?
He was a chosen one! The only one deed worthy by the god to be his ssenger!
"Don’t worry, Kirei. I will avenge you."
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