Chapter 110 – Kidnapping (1)
It was just starting to get dark.
Momiji was huddled in a small room, fiddling with the flip phone Takuya had given her, checking its functions.
No, more than checking its functions, this flip phone was the only way she could feel Takuya’s presence in this stuffy house.
—Beep, beep-beep, beep.
“Hehehe.”
Momiji, who had been pressing the phone’s keypad for a while, felt a laugh escape her lips without her realizing it.
This smile wasn’t because pressing the keypad was fun.
It was simply because she was happy.
The past few months had been filled with things that had only been dreams for Momiji.
The bullying at school had stopped, a hero had appeared to save her, and most of all…
‘Takuya-kun… I want to see him.’
She had fallen in love.
If the Momiji from a few months ago, or more precisely, the Momiji who had been about to commit suicide, saw this version of herself, she would be shocked that she could ever be this happy.
Even she, herself, was surprised.
Of course, her family was still indifferent to her, but that would get better someday.
Momiji thought this as she continued to play with the flip phone Takuya had given her.
As she was fiddling with it, Momiji suddenly missed Takuya and thought,
‘Should I contact Takuya-kun?’
Thinking this, she went to Takuya’s contact information and was about to text him.
—Ding-dong!
That was until someone rang the doorbell at Momiji’s house.
Momiji thought it was another person coming to collect money from her dad.
This had happened more than once or twice.
Of course, she briefly wondered if it could be a stalker.
‘But I haven’t seen them lately. It should be fine.’
With a bit of apprehension, she walked towards the door.
“Yes, I’m coming.”
When she opened the door, she saw.
“Haa… haa… Finally. Finally!”
A middle-aged man with a creepy look, breathing heavily, staring intently at her.
And seeing this man, Momiji instinctively knew.
This was the owner of the sticky gaze that had been following her, the stalker.
Realizing this, Momiji tried to close the door immediately, but.
—Thud.
“Where do you think you’re going, Mi-chan?”
The middle-aged man, no, the stalker, quickly grabbed the door before it could close, and opened it wide. Momiji, unable to resist the stalker’s strength, lost her grip on the doorknob and fell to the ground.
Momiji, seeing the middle-aged man blocking the doorway, realized she couldn’t escape. She quickly opened the flip phone, trying to send a distress signal.
‘Qu, quickly! I have to contact Takuya-kun!’
Thinking this, she tried to type quickly, but.
“Trying to call the police? It’s too late, Mi-chan!”
The kidnapper said this, and then brought something to her mouth.
Momiji felt her consciousness fading.
But even then, Momiji used her last bit of strength to send the text message, and at the same time.
—Thud!
She dropped the flip phone and lost consciousness.
***
Tsutomu, after getting dressed, rushed to a pachinko parlor, surprisingly.
The reason he came here wasn’t to gamble for fun.
He had never gambled with money in his life.
He took a slow breath, looking at the place filled with cigarette smoke that obscured the view, contrasting with the flashy entrance, and people with a similar vibe to him.
After exhaling the air in his lungs, Tsutomu, as if he had made up his mind, walked into the pachinko parlor, looking for someone.
The person he was looking for was surprisingly.
—Beep, beep, ding!
“Agh! Failed again! Damn it, my money!!”
A man with a cigarette in his mouth, looking like a thug, clearly a delinquent. No.
“Good morning. Momiji’s father.”
“Huh? I’m in a bad mood, who are you?!”
It was Momiji’s father.
Tsutomu spoke to him.
“I have a good offer for you.”
“A good offer?”
“I want to give you money. Can we talk over there for a moment?”
“You want to give me money?! Then we should talk! Let’s go outside.”
More precisely.
“Are you willing to sell your daughter?”
“What the hell are you─”
“The price is about 1 million yen.”
He was here to buy Momiji from that man.
Tsutomu had already stalked and figured out what kind of people Momiji’s family were.
Momiji’s family were the kind of people who were often called human trash.
Her mother was the type who spent more money on hosts than on her daughter, and her father was the type who wasted money at pachinko parlors, a typical example of human trash and a lower-class human.
And Tsutomu was trying to buy Momiji from those people.
He had about 2 million yen right now.
That was about 20,000,000 won in Korean currency.
His hobbies, like stalking, murder, and taking photos, didn’t cost much, so he had saved a considerable amount of money.
And Tsutomu was going to use this money.
‘I’ll, I’ll buy Momiji from her family with this.’
He was planning to buy Momiji from her family.
How was this possible?
Considering the hobbies of Momiji’s parents, 2 million yen was a considerable amount of money.
Of course, if you thought about it as selling a person’s life, it was an absurdly small amount.
But Tsutomu knew.
He was sure that the people in front of him, who were thinking about whether to sell their daughter after hearing the price, would definitely sell her. Tsutomu was certain.
And if he said this, one might wonder why he was buying a woman.
Why not just kidnap her as usual? But the reason he wasn’t doing that was very simple.
He was anxious.
Surprisingly, the police had already come to him about a body disposal case.
Of course, it was just for an investigation, but Tsutomu understood it as the police having gathered enough evidence to consider him a suspect.
Fortunately, the police investigation had become lax thanks to the physical education teacher incident, but Tsutomu was still sensitive to the knife tightening around his neck.
That’s why Tsutomu was planning to do it safely this time.
He would buy Momiji from her parents so that they wouldn’t report it.
And then, he would imprison Momiji in a deep mountain that he had prepared in advance.
He would slowly savor Momiji’s body for a very long time.
Whether it was her flesh or her body.
‘Hehe, hehe, just imagining it is so fun.’
He was a lolicon and a necrophiliac.
Tsutomu thought this to himself and gave a creepy smile.
Seeing this, Momiji’s father looked at Tsutomu with a disgusted expression, but he continued to hesitate.
It wasn’t just the thought of selling his daughter that made him hesitate.
He was a piece of human trash who thought it would be better to sell his useless daughter right away if he could.
The reason he got married in the first place was because the woman he had slept with for money during his host days got pregnant.
The reason he was hesitating was something else.
‘Could I sell her for more?’
He was thinking if he could sell his daughter for a higher price.
‘Maybe I could get more if I sold her through a madam?’
He thought for a moment, but then shook his head.
‘No. Madams only look for pretty girls.’
If she had taken after him, she should have been pretty, but his daughter looked like that woman who got pregnant, so her face wasn’t very pretty.
Would anyone pay 10,000,000 won for such a daughter?
Come to think of it, it seemed like there was no one but this idiot in front of him.
“…Are you really going to give me 1 million yen if I give you my daughter?”
“Hehe, of, of course.”
“Ah, but, it seems too little…”
“I can’t give you any more money than this.”
“Tsk, fine. I’ll sell her. I’ll sell her.”
In the end, Momiji’s father sold Momiji for 10,000,000 won at Tsutomu’s words.
Tsutomu gave the man the money bag he had prepared and said.
“I’ll take your daughter today.”
“Whatever.”
Momiji’s father said this and went back inside the pachinko parlor.
As if he didn’t care about Momiji at all.
Watching him, Tsutomu started walking again.
His next target was the place where Momiji’s mother worked.
He went to Momiji’s mother, who was working, and asked if he could talk to her.
Momiji’s mother frowned at his words, but when she heard about the money, she quickly came to a corner.
And Tsutomu made the same offer to Momiji’s mother.
“You’re really going to give me 1 million yen if I sell that useless girl?!”
“Ah, yes, yes.”
“Kyaa! Then I can sleep with ikemen so many times~!”
“Haha, I guess so.”
“Of course, I’ll sell her! Ah, should I write a contract too?”
“Ah, no. I’ll just quietly take your daughter.”
“Oh, I’m grateful then~”
And Momiji’s mother also sold Momiji without any hesitation.
After giving all the money, Tsutomu walked down the street with his head down, desperately holding back his laughter.
“Hehehe.”
‘Th, this means there are no more walls blocking me and Mi-chan!’
Now that the wall blocking him and her was gone.
Thus, Momiji’s kidnapping was carried out with the tacit consent of her parents.
***
And at the time Momiji was being kidnapped.
Takuya was.
[Save─]
He was confused by the mysterious message Momiji had sent.
No. More precisely.
【Third Choice】
He was even more confused by the suddenly generated scenario.
