1 Prologue

Miyamoto Takahashi was a normal Japanese white-collar worker. He would leave for his office at 8:00 am in the morning and he would come home at 9:00 pm in the evening. He had a boss who would bully him from time-to-time. He was married to a beautiful woman and he loved her a lot. Though she was just a little bit better than average, given his looks and financial conditions Takahashi felt that he had spent all his luck by getting her.

Takahashi's life was a pretty generic and hectic life, so he didn't get much time to show how he loved his wife and he was very regretful about it.

In 2 hours it would be 12:00 am and the date would change to 23rd December, 20XX. It was the day of their marriage anniversary. He had just picked up the 23,000 yen custom-made cake from the most famous cake shop, called Haven, in their city.

It was a 3 layer cake, filled with sweet fruits and covered with vanilla flavour fondant. Since she didn't like a lot of cream so he had asked them to tone it down. At the top of the cake, there was a heart-shaped red modelling chocolate. A red candy stick in the shape of an arrow was pressed into to the modelling chocolate in such a way that it looked like it had pierced the heart from the left side, and emerged from the right side. Also, Miyuki was etched above the arrow and Takahashi was etched below the arrow, on the chocolate. The sides of the cake were decorated with gold leaf cuttings.

Since he wasn't rich enough to take her to a very fancy candlelight dinner, Takahashi wanted this cake to be the best cake she had ever tasted.

It would take exactly 1 hour and 49 minutes to reach his home from this shop. He knew it because he had already taken this route 5 times this month. He hadn't told his wife about this because he wanted to surprise her. He had told her that today he was working overtime, so he would be late coming home. He started driving back home while humming a happy tune and imagining all the possible reactions Miyuki could have.

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Takahashi stopped the car outside his apartment and carefully took out the giant cake. He walked to the lift and pressed 12 on the panel. It hardly took a minute to reach the twelfth floor. But Takahashi felt like an eternity had passed. Finally, he heard the familiar bell sound before the elevator gates opened.

He reached the room 122 and tried to unlock it with a key. Surprisingly, it was already unlocked. He didn't pay much attention to it and carefully opened the door. As soon as he entered the room he got the biggest surprise of his life. A pair of male shoes were lying in the genkan. That by itself was not that unusual. But if you combine that with the lewd moans coming from the living room, things took a very different turn.

Takahashi felt like the world was spinning like crazy. His knees seemed so weak that he almost fell down. He wiped the cold sweat forming on his forehead and gathered the courage to look inside the living room. He regretted it a lot.

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Takashi was sitting in his car smoking a cigarette. His eyes were glassy. He seemed to have lost his soul. The guy Miyuki was having sex with turned out to be their ex-classmate, Akihito. They were in the same faculty while in university. He thought that Miyuki and Akihito were sometimes a bit too close to each other, but he never imagined they were this close. Why? Because he thought of Akihito as his best friend and Miyuki as his love. He never even imagined in his dreams that they would betray him.

He had immediately walked out of his apartment because he couldn't stomach the thought of looking at Miyuki back then. Also, he knew that nothing good would come out of confronting her in that situation. He could feel a deep hatred fermenting within him and he didn't know what he would do if he saw them again.

After a couple of hours of deep contemplation, he realized that this stuffy feeling in his chest wouldn't go away until he tortured both of them to death.

He had a goal now. All he needed was a perfect plan to not implicate himself after the deed was done.

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It had been 3 weeks since that day. Takahashi was sitting on the couch in his living room while drinking a can of chilled beer. Miyuki was cooking pork curry for dinner in the kitchen.

He had installed microphones and camera all over the house secretly. He had also been checking Miyuki's phone at least once every day. All of this, so that he could understand their basic routine. Inadvertently he had also gathered a lot of proof of adultery, but he simply didn't want to take this case to court. The court could never douse the fire of hatred burning inside his heart.

His had already made a perfect plan. He has a business trip starting on 28th January, and he had naturally informed about this to Miyuki, as a responsible husband should. Miyuki planned to go to Akihito's house that day so that they could have kinkier sex.

He planned to take action that night.