I Was Reincarnated As the Hated Scummy Best Friend in a Gal Game and the Protagonist Is Useless

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6. The Conclusion of Sakuya and the Master

There are two ways to attack a person.

The type like me, who loses by attacking themselves.

And then there’s another type—.

“A guy like you can endure whatever is done to you, right? But if I hit your weak spot, it’s an easy win.”

“It must be tough raising your daughter alone after your wife passed away. You’ve raised her to be the complete opposite of coffee—sweet and without manners! She has no respect, calling strangers ‘you lot’ and calling me a ‘little woman,’ she’s such a terrible child.”

“No, a woman who makes herself bloody like that can’t really say who’s terrible…”

“What!? Hideyori, you betrayed us!?”

Emi’s information-gathering skills are truly high and capable.

The old man’s eyes are filled with anger, fear, and awe, brimming with tears.

“Let’s stop this stupid revenge for big sister! She wouldn’t want that! Anger doesn’t create anything! Living happily is the mission of those who are alive!”

“Hideyori, you’re reading too stiffly…”

“If you won’t stop the revenge… then shall I do it in front of father?”

Emi faces the woman she dragged in.

The woman trembles violently and tears well up in her eyes as she faces me.

Silently, she touches her chest.

“No… help… please help me, Master…”

“Master-san is just standing there, watching. It’s rare for help to arrive when it’s already arrived, isn’t it?”

Eimi giggles and points it out.

As she listens to his pointing, she touches her long hair.

The weak resistance is elevating my mood.

“I won’t… Master-san… and Otou-san… please spare me… I’ll say it… Please forgive me…”

She speaks in a faint tone, begging for mercy.

With tears floating on her eyes, she forgets the pain of her injury and makes a desperate plea.

She takes her hand away from her hair and looks at her father with her gaze and body.

“Dad, you’re a terrible father. Since you’re a kind daughter, I won’t touch her today.”

She’s a girl who’s not my type, with a small bust and a low height.

“【Only allow the mouth to open】”

“Okay, Sakura-chan!”

“Mas-ta-…”

I’ve been suffering so much, and it’s almost time.

It’s better not to make a noise, or the neighbors or people from Eimi’s house might hear and spread the news.

“Please don’t touch my daughter anymore!”

“If that’s the case, it’s an even exchange. Don’t touch us either.”

“I understand…”

By cutting off the effect of the “Command Control”, the father becomes capable of movement, and the daughter runs to him.

Oh, it’s so enviable…

The fact that there’s a parent who loves and cares for her…

“Let’s make a promise between the two of us. If the third party finds out about ‘I’m carrying a gift’, ‘what happened here today’, and breaks the promise, the father will kill the daughter, and the daughter will kill the father. All the methods of revealing are forbidden, and even if it’s not intentional, if the two are the cause of the revelation, the promise will be executed. If one of the father or daughter is dead, ‘the moment the promise is broken, I will kill all the people I currently care about’.”

The effect of the gift has taken hold of the two.

They escape quickly, with the father carrying the daughter outside, and disappear.

Just threatening them enough, they won’t resist anymore.

“What did you, Shuurai-kun, attach a promise to it for?”

Eimi looks unhappy and asks with a tone of disgust.

“There are ways to make people talk without forcing them, or forget what they said. Or even end up like Uncle-san and the others… But why did you have to make such a complicated promise?”

“It’s boring, isn’t it? Living a life where you’re always afraid of my fear is more interesting.”

“Ah! It’s great! Wonderful!”

Emi clings to my arm.

The blood of the old man’s daughter seeps into my clothes, but it’s cheap, and I don’t particularly mind.

“Sigh… It’s lonely not having someone who cherishes me…”

“Don’t worry, Hideyoshi-kun, you have me.”

“Ah…”

Emi kisses me on the cheek.

Even after victory, it feels empty.

I can’t feel anything but hollow love from a woman who I manipulate and who moves at my convenience.

There’s no one who would show me the kind of serious love that would make them stop their sister’s revenge in front of a dying girl.

Then, my smartphone rings.

I answer the call without even checking who it is.

“Hideyoshi, are you doing well…? Have you gotten used to life without your uncle and aunt? Risa is also worried about you.”

“…Yeah. It’s lonely, but I’ve gotten used to it.”

“I see. You have Sasaki with you too, huh. Sorry for calling so late at night.”

“It’s fine, I don’t mind.”

I end the short call with Takeru.

He’s a real incompetent.

It’s hilarious how he always calls just a bit too late.

Someday, this guy who isn’t affected by gifts…

—I’ll make him submit.

——

I can’t sleep…

I’m starting to worry if I’ve become addicted to caffeine since elementary school.

Drinking a total of five cups of coffee today from Master and Sakuya was a mistake…

I had a strange dream for a moment, but dreaming is proof of light sleep.

Thinking about inviting Emi and Takeru to exercise tomorrow so I can sleep properly, I spend the sleepless night with my eyes closed.