Dealing with scum

[Yuito's POV]

{MURDER!!!!!!}

{BLOODY MURDER!!!}

The author's screams were a sweet melody to my ears, a temptation that was testing my morals and urging me to cross the line I must not pass.

It was hard.

'Please, you're not helping.' I said in my mind as I looked down upon the shivering form of the scum known as Hayato.

He was the main villain in Saki's life. 

"Tell me, what should I do with you?" I asked and took my hand off his face. His chest heaved up and down as he took in air to his lungs.

His very breath was shaky and his face screamed of a pathetic will going spiral in fear. It irked me that he was even seen as a man by society.

I grabbed his carefully styled hair and brought his face to my level. I stared into his eyes as tears and snot fell from his face.

A worm. He was a worm.

I was kneeling down while his body was sprawled on the ground. The room was dark and the air was cold and an antique smell lingered.

I grabbed his hair tightly in my hand and slowly pulled it, adding more and more strength every second until it was slowly removed from his scalp.

He did not scream though, he just sobbed. His body was not even courageous enough to scream.

It was unfair, I know. He was being punished for the crimes he had yet to commit. He has earned my ire because of what he would've become, not who he is now.

But on the other hand, I knew first-hand that it was certain he would've committed his crimes without my intervention. Even Tsukimi was unable to truly change even with my influence.

Also, even if he had not done the things I hated him for, he was not a good person. He was a human trafficker whose victims went way before Saki and he was also an illegal drug dealer.

Even though I was not angry at those qualities he had right now, he was not innocent and could be said to deserve what I was and will do to him.

I held him suspended like that and checked his pocket. I took out his phone and switched it on, but the lock screen blocked me.

"Tsk." I clicked my tongue and tried to find a solution. I saw that there was a fingerprint pass so I grabbed his hand before moving to grab a specific finger.

*Crack!*

I pulled at his index finger and twisted it before ripping it off his hand entirely.

It was amazing how violent your actions can be when you have my level of strength. 

"AHHHHHH-"  He screamed in pain but a quick chop to his throat silenced him. His voice was gone as he let out hot air and a silent scream.

I dropped his head and focused on trying to open the lock screen using the separated finger. I pushed it against the back of the phone but I was still denied access.

It was the wrong fingerprint.

I had broken a finger from the wrong hand. It was a surprise.

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Or maybe not since I intentionally ripped a finger from his left hand.

I threw the finger at his face before I caught his right hand. And just like before, I ripped his index finger as blood splurt out madly, painting the floor in a deep colour of red.

Hayato rolled around and squirmed in pain. His pleas were unheard as I robbed him of his voice.

I tried the finger again and to my slight annoyance, it was the correct fingerprint. I immediately looked through his gallery and his messages.

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"You are one messed up mother fucker are you not?" I asked with a chuckle as I looked through his phone. 

There were messages of illegal drug dealings, and in his gallery, there were even videos of him and his friends gang-raping a girl. 

Not only illegal drugs but there was evidence of human trafficking.

I switched off the phone and put it in my pocket. I approached Hayato who had walked away from me and was trembling in one corner of the room.

"HIIIIIIIISGHGSG!!!!!"

"PSSHHHHHHHHHH MSAAHGHH!!!"

His screams were incoherent sounds as he waved his hand madly, trying to shoo me away like I was a bad dream, a nightmare.

I followed the traditional punishment for the hentai villains I have met so far and stomped on his dick, making sure to crush his balls as his back arched in agony.

I let him suffer in pain like that for a few moments before I kicked him in the ribs, forcing air out of his lungs as he flopped lifelessly like a puppet having its strings cut off.

"Listen, here's the deal.' I said and although he was unmoving, I knew he could hear me. "I will let you go but you must not tell a single soul about what happened here."

"I will take your phone which has all the evidence of your crimes so don't even think about crossing me. Consider yourself unlucky to target the wrong girl today." I said and turned around before leaving him in the storeroom.

{You are not leaving things like this right?} the author asked in my head.

I shook my head, "Of course not, I don't leave my business unfinished."

Even though I want to kill him, murder is not something to be taken lightly in the modern world. I need not stain my hand or risk anything for a lowlife like him.

After all, I have a family now. I am not only risking myself but my family. I did not want to be involved in any crime, especially when I was a high-profile person.

I will follow the same formula as I did for Chizuru's teacher and put him in jail. That guy was in jail for money laundering and illegal betting, plus sexual harassment against a minor.

I also pulled every string I could to prolong his sentence so he would rot there for a while,

I planned to do the same for Hayato. With all the evidence I had, I could lock him up for life. What I said to him back there was just a lie.

I will let him heal and give him a few days before I give this phone to the police for evidence. I have also already taken down his locks.

Or maybe I could act like him and message the contacts on his phone and threaten them in a foolish way, pretending to be him so that they would kill Hyato. The Yakuza are ruthless like that no?

Now that's also a neat idea. A bit unrealistic, but possible.

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"No way, I can't believe Yuito Fujita is the shop I am working at!! This is a dream come true!!" A girl around the age of twenty squealed happily with a blush on her face. 

"I mean, what is there to not believe? I am right here.." I said and looked at the name tag on her clothes, "...Emi san." 

I shifted my focus to the computer in front of me as I deleted every CCTV footage taken today and also yesterday for good measure.

"I know, I know. I could hear you, and your smell." She said and blushed. "You are so very real."

I let out a sigh as I finished deleting every footage and even cleared the trash bin. I stood up from my seat and went towards the older girl.

It was fortunate that a girl - and a fan of mine - was managing the shop. It made it easier to convince her and she willingly let me use her computer after I told her some lies and asked her to not look since it was private.

She took a step back and fidgeted as I approached her, "You are a lifesaver, Emi." I said and pushed her up against the wall.

"I-It's nothing. You're welcome." She said and shyly met my eyes.

I admit, she was not bad-looking at all. She was everything a beautiful Asian girl should be. 

I leaned in towards her face as if to kiss her but I passed her lips and breath near her ear. I slightly blew on it and I felt her body shiver.

"And I would be even more grateful if you keep this a secret. You can keep this a secret for me right?" I asked to which she nodded rapidly like a cornered rabbit.

"I'm counting on you." I said and gave her a peck on the cheek before I left her.

Her back slid down against the wall and I felt her gaze until I left the room. 

"Well, there is that." I said and stretched before looking at the time.

"Shit, I am late," I said and ran out of the shop and towards the girls waiting for me.

And that was business done.

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[IMAGE : There are too wolf inside of me...💀]

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