3 Chapter 2 - Revenge 1

After Matsu emptied his balls and came all he could into Toga's tight pussy, she disappeared, and a message from the system appeared. It was a message to celebrate his first time using the system.

[Congratulations on using the system for the first time and acquiring a skill and points.

Here's a bonus for you!

You've received 10 extra points! ]

"Extra points? That's right, I didn't even look at my Status." Matsu got up from his bed and walked towards the bathroom while looking at his Status floating in front of his eyes.

Name - Matsu Hiroto

Class - Villain

Level - Null

Strength - 10

Agility - 15

Endurance - 10

Magic power - 120

In addition to the basic stats, one thing caught Matsu's eye.

[ Percentage for Class Up - 1% ]

"I can upgrade my class? I thought the villain class was unique and couldn't be upgraded. But that doesn't matter now; let's stick to the plan." Matsu lifted the corner of his lips.

He had put together a plan in his mind.

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"Hey, Yamada, can you meet me right now?" Matsu called one of his "friends." Yamada was one of the men who had set him up and made him lose his job. He was the mastermind behind it all.

[ What? Why? I thought you didn't want to see me anymore. Hahaha. ]

"Can you meet me or not? It's important. It's about work."

[ Hm? What do you mean? Didn't you just get fired? ]

"Come and meet me, and I'll explain everything. I'll send you the address. I'll be waiting for you there."

[ Wait- ]

Matsu turned off his cell phone and then looked in the mirror. His appearance had changed completely. He was now paunchy, with white hair all over his head. He looked like his boss.

"I've always wanted to see this fat son of a bitch dead."

Punch!

Matsu punched himself in the face and started laughing in front of the mirror.

He was sure he was going to have a lot of fun.

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Yamada had just received a suspicious call. Sitting in his work cafeteria, he was with his two friends, Haruki and Kenji.

They were all wearing suits; they were dressed elegantly.

"What did that idiot want?" Kenji asked.

"He wants me to meet him somewhere. Oh, he just sent me an address. Is this a restaurant?" Yamada showed Kenji the screen of his cell phone.

"Yes, it's a restaurant not far from his house. Haven't we been there before?" Kenji said, and Haruki beside him confirmed it.

"We've already walked past this restaurant but never eaten there. It's a dirty, cheap restaurant. I'd never go into a place like that."

"Yes, yes, we know how stingy you are." Kenji tapped Haruki on the shoulder. "So, Yamada, are you going to go there? Or are you going to keep that worm waiting?"

"Don't you want to go? We can laugh at his face together. I already miss cursing that idiot."

"Nah. I've got a date now." Kenji refused.

"I can't go; my mom wants me to take her to the airport. She's going to Korea today." Haruki said.

"Tsk."

"Tell Matsu I miss him." Kenji stood up and placed his glass of juice in front of Yamada. "Take this present to him and make him eat this glass. It'll be fun to watch him die with his throat cut. Well, of course, I'm joking."

"You looked very serious. Weren't you the one who gave us the idea to kill that idiot? You're a psychopath, you know that?"

"What do you mean, psychopath? I just wanted to know what it was like to kill someone. Haven't you ever felt like that before? And since you wanted to get rid of him, I thought we could kill him."

"I think you're a crazy psychopath," Yamada said, and Kenji shrugged.

Haruki, pretending to listen to everything, picked up his cell phone and stood up, walking away.

"Good luck, Yamada."

"..."

Kanji said goodbye and walked awkwardly out of the cafeteria with his hands in his pockets.

"Haaaa... Should I go? Well, I have nothing to do now." Yamada texted his wife that he would be late, put his glasses on, and left the building.

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Matsu was sitting at one of the tables in a dirty restaurant. His appearance was the same as that of his boss. When Matsu saw Yamada coming through the restaurant's front door carrying his suitcase, his hands began to itch.

A strange smile appeared on his face, and he became uneasy.

The knife into his waistband began to hurt him, but he didn't mind.

"Boss?" Yamada, who saw his boss sitting at the table at the back of the restaurant, couldn't believe his eyes. He became very nervous because he thought Matsu had somehow set him up.

Maybe Matsu had shown his boss proof of what they had done.

'No, that can't be it.' Yamada was visibly nervous, and Matsu realized it.

"Good afternoon, Yamada. You have something to tell me, don't you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, boss."

"You don't know? You are a son of a bitch, aren't you?"

"Excuse me?"

"You fucking piece of shit." Matsu stood up, taking the knife from his waist. Matsu's blade passed through Yamada's neck with a single movement, causing a deep cut.

"What?... Guh..." Yamada's suitcase fell to the ground, and he brought his hands to his neck.

GYAAAAA

The only customer inside the restaurant noticed the blood gushing out and dirtying Yamada's hands and the restaurant floor. She desperately ran away. The restaurant owner, who heard the woman's scream, was distraught as he watched the grotesque scene.

Matsu climbed on top of Yamada. Holding the knife in both hands, he stabbed Yamada's chest several times.

"Son of a bitch. Son of a bitch. You son of a bitch. You piece of garbage. You piece of garbage. You piece of garbage."

Yamada, who still had his hands on his neck, couldn't feel any more pain. His vision began to darken.

The last thing he saw was his boss's face contorting with hatred for him.

More than 30 stab wounds had been inflicted on his chest and face. His body had been deformed, and the grotesque scene left on the restaurant floor had never been seen in that area.

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