Tokyo: Starting with a fake boyfriend

Chapter 101 Great Revenge Achieved

The time it takes for a person to regain consciousness after being drugged depends on the amount of drugs used.

That being said, the effects of the drug will gradually weaken over time, and it can be awakened by external stimulation.

"It's so cold!"

In his confused state, Yamabuki Tomoya suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold, and shivered violently, letting out a cry.

It felt like someone had splashed ice water all over him, making his whole body ache with cold.

He tried to stand up and stir the ice water, but when he tried to straighten up, he was thrown off balance and found that his hands and feet were tied up and he was lying on the cement floor.

"I've been kidnapped? I remember now, Akari Tsumugi drugged me." Realizing this, Yamabuki Tomoya was immediately horrified.

Although he had never been kidnapped before, since he always had Fukuhara as his driver and bodyguard, anyone who was tied up would realize what was going on.

“Since it’s a kidnapping, they probably didn’t intend to kill me; they just wanted my money.” Yamabuki Tomoya, having been in the business world for many years, quickly regained his composure.

He immediately stopped struggling and began to look around to understand the situation.

As his gaze wandered, he noticed the damp smell of blankets and the salty, fishy smell of the sea breeze in the air, indicating that this must be an abandoned factory near the sea.

"Da da da".

Just then, the crisp sound of wooden clogs rang out.

The sudden sound caught Yamabuki Tomoya's attention, and he looked in the direction of the sound and saw the hem of a black kimono and feet wearing tabi socks and wooden clogs.

Seeing this, he realized something and suddenly looked up.

As expected, the owner of the black kimono was an old man with thick black hair that flowed backward like a dragon's whiskers, his sideburns were tinged with white, his features were deep and sharp, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and his dignified face bore the marks of time.

Upon seeing this person's appearance, Tomoya Yamabuki's heart skipped a beat. He felt it was unbelievable, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He had just thought that Akari Tsumugi and President Shimada were plotting to kidnap him, but he never expected that the mastermind was actually his father-in-law, Hojo Ryoma!

"Snapped!"

"Surprised? Unexpected?"

Hojo Ryoma, who strolled over leisurely with his hands folded in his sleeves, saw that he had been spotted, raised his hands and clapped them, looking down at him with a half-smile on his lips, his words carrying a distinct Kyoto accent.

"What a surprise! What a surprise! Father-in-law..."

Seeing that he was joking, Yamabuki Tomoya couldn't figure out what he was thinking at all, and could only smile and agree.

However, before he could finish calling out "father-in-law," he was slapped across the face.

"Shut up. The patriarch didn't tell you to speak. You have no right to speak."

Suzuki Masao interrupted his act of calling him "father-in-law" with a slap, and said coldly.

"You're just a driver, how dare you..."

Suddenly slapped in the face, Yamabuki Tomoya saw who had hit him and immediately flew into a rage, roaring like a wounded beast.

"Snapped!"

However, before his temper could flare up, another slap came.

After being slapped twice, Yamabuki Tomoya felt a burning pain on both cheeks and dared not speak again.

The situation was dire, and this predicament was very unfavorable for him.

"Oh dear, don't be so rude to him. This little beast is still my daughter's ex-husband no matter what."

Once he calmed down, Hojo Ryoma slowly began to dissuade him, in the leisurely tone characteristic of Kyoto people.

As a native of Kyoto, he spent at least 60 of his long 62-year life in Kyoto, and his lifestyle and accent have become completely ingrained in him.

"terribly sorry."

Faced with his dissatisfaction, Suzuki Masao immediately bowed to him and admitted his mistake.

"Lord Hojo looks so scary, yet he's so gentle?"

Seeing this, Akari Tsumugi Rio, who was watching from ten meters away, was shocked.

Regardless of what others thought, Tomoya Yamabuki's expression was already extremely unpleasant.

Because of the words "little beast" and "ex-husband," he could sense his father-in-law's attitude; he was determined to teach him a lesson.

"Speaking of which, why did I come here?"

Having stopped his subordinate's rude behavior, Hojo Ryoma rested his chin on his hand, looking at the little beast on the ground, and suddenly fell into a daze, muttering to himself as if he had forgotten something.

"..."

After he finished speaking, the abandoned factory building fell silent.

Seeing this, Suzuki Masao, wearing leather shoes, took two steps forward and kicked Yamabuki Tomoya in the shin, shouting angrily in a cold voice:

"The head of the family is asking you a question, speak!"

"Ah! It's wrong to speak, and it's wrong to remain silent. What exactly do you want?"

Suddenly kicked, Tomoya Yamabuki let out a painful scream, and then became enraged.

Although he knew his father-in-law was there to reprimand him, he felt this was too much of a bullying tactic.

"answer the questions!"

Suzuki Masao didn't care whether he was in pain or angry; he simply made his demands in an icy tone.

"Because I'm divorced from your daughter."

To avoid further beatings, Yamabuki Tomoya blushed and looked at Hojo Ryoma again, no longer daring to call him father-in-law.

"It shouldn't be."

Upon hearing this answer, Hojo Ryoma pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

The next moment, Suzuki Masao kicked Yamabuki Tomoya in the shin again.

"Ah! Because I shouldn't have run away from home with your daughter back then and secretly went to Tokyo."

"Ah! Because I shouldn't have made her suffer so much with me, and even caused her to argue with you."

"Ah! Because I shouldn't have cheated on my husband, I shouldn't have betrayed and hurt your daughter."

"Aaaaaah! What do you want?!"

Tomoya Yamabuki explained all the reasons he knew, and when he found that his father-in-law was still shaking his head, causing him to get kicked every time, he immediately got angry and roared furiously.

Seeing this guy tied to the ground like a shrimp yet still daring to be so arrogant, Suzuki Masao, standing to the side, was almost laughing out of anger.

He dares to be so arrogant in front of the head of the Hojo family; I wonder what he's like in private.

"Wait, I remember now."

Hojo Ryoma showed no reaction to this, only muttering to himself as if his brain had been rebooted.

"what?"

Tomoya Yamabuki forced himself to calm down and wanted to hear what he had to say.

Faced with this question, Hojo Ryoma did not answer immediately. Instead, he approached him with a smile, squatted down, and grinned menacingly:

"Because you are still alive in this world, I will not be at peace if I do not kill you with my own hands."

"What? No, no, no, no... How could you do this? I'm Xiao Nan's biological father!"

Hearing his cold, murderous tone, Yamabuki Tomoya was startled and felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly spoke up.

"You little beast, is this all you're relying on to dare divorce Xiaoxue?"

Hearing this, even Hojo Ryoma was amused and annoyed.

He had been wondering what gave this little bastard the audacity to divorce Xiaoxue, and what made him so arrogant just now. The reason was actually this? Because he was Xiaonan's biological father?

"Didn't your men say that as long as I obediently sign the divorce papers, you would spare my life because I'm Xiao Nan's biological father?"

Realizing that he wanted to kill him with his own hands, Yamabuki Tomoya was terrified. His face turned pale, and he stammered.

"My men? Which ones do you mean?"

"Shiratori Osamu said he was your subordinate, that you sent him to force me to divorce Yuki, and that he could guarantee my survival."

"Is that so? He guaranteed you'd live?"

Hojo Ryoma was somewhat surprised to hear this, and then asked with a strange expression.

"Yes, he promised."

"What does his guarantee that you'll live have to do with me? Did I ever guarantee that to you?"

"No... You can't kill me. If you kill me, you'll be Xiaonan's father's killer! If she finds out, she'll hate you for the rest of her life. Besides, I've made an agreement with her that she'll call me every now and then!"

Upon hearing this, Yamabuki Tomoya was stunned for a moment, and when he realized what was happening, he was so frightened that he almost wet himself. He spoke in a panic.

Faced with his threat, Hojo Ryoma remained silent, only glancing at the person beside him.

Sensing his gaze, Suzuki Masao coughed and repeated his words, his voice suddenly changing:

"Cough cough cough! Xiao Nan... Xiao Nan... Xiao Nan, please don't call me anymore, Dad is very busy."

The voice acting industry is very developed in Japan, and voice imitation is such a common skill that anyone can do it if they put in the effort to learn it.

"you……"

Hearing that the voice he heard was very similar to his own, Tomoya Yamabuki's body trembled as if struck by lightning, and his face showed despair.

It would be strange if he still couldn't react after things had developed to this point.

His father-in-law probably wanted to kill him many years ago and was just waiting for him to get a divorce.

If he doesn't get a divorce, that's fine. But if he dares to get a divorce and separate from his wife and daughter, once his father-in-law takes over his phone, there are plenty of ways to fake his voice and ruin his relationship with his daughter.

"Any last words?"

Having easily crushed his reliance, seeing his ashen face, Hojo Ryoma felt a surge of satisfaction and asked in an icy tone.

"I am Xiao Nan's biological father. If you kill me, you will be your granddaughter's father's killer. You can't kill me, please, don't kill me, I don't want to die."

With his last hope of building a good relationship with his daughter before leaving home destroyed, Satoshi Yamabuki can only try to grasp at the last straw, which is the blood relationship, and desperately begs for mercy.

He wanted to kneel down and kowtow, but the bindings were too tight, and he could only curl up and down like a shrimp.

"Really? You don't want to die?"

Seeing his kowtow and begging for mercy, Hojo Ryoma heard this statement again and suddenly had a thought, a smile appearing on his lips.

Thinking about it carefully, the title of "granddaughter's father's killer" is indeed not a pleasant one.

Moreover, this little beast deceived his own daughter for twenty years, causing her so much suffering. Killing him with one blow would be too good for him.

"Yes, I don't want to die. I know I was wrong. Please, spare my life."

No one wants to die as long as they can live. When Yamabuki Tomoya heard this tone, he realized that there was still a chance for things to turn around, and he became very excited, increasing the intensity of his apology.

"Hehehe..."

Hojo Ryoma didn't speak, but instead gave a sinister smile.

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"Don't let him die, let him live a good life, send him to a mental hospital to be cared for."

As night fell, Hojo Ryoma, having completed his revenge, left behind a single sentence and walked towards the factory gate, laughing heartily.

It feels so good, so incredibly good! All the pent-up frustration I've had for years has finally been released.

How could he have ever thought of killing Yamabuki Tomoya? It was such a waste of talent.

Although he wouldn't be at peace if this little beast didn't die, wouldn't it be enough to just break his arms and legs and keep him under control?

"Master, what should we do with this woman?"

Suzuki Masao glanced at Yamabuki Tomoya, whose limbs and fingers had been forcibly broken, who had lost consciousness from the pain, and whose blood and urine were all over the ground, then looked at Akari Tsumugi Rio, who was trembling with fear not far away, and loudly asked for instructions.

"Give her the final payment, send her whole family abroad, and never let her return to Japan for the rest of her life."

In high spirits, Hojo Ryoma waved his hand and gave instructions.

Although this woman witnessed his atrocities and knew many things, the rules of rewarding merit and punishing crime must not be broken.

As he stepped out of the factory, a convoy of six black cars was waiting for him.