Chapter 98 After 3 Used to

After 3 Used to

——Since then I have worked very hard.

I fought to the death to get revenge on those guys.

I studied hard, went to a good university, made connections with businessmen and influential people, started a company after graduation, made money…and became a “winner” recognized by everyone.

I lived a life of opulence that the average person could not imagine.

Drinking, women, gambling…and so on. I was intoxicated by that excitement of daily life.

The sweetness of my daily life made me forget about Takumi, my mother, and Ichika. The feeling of superiority of the winners brought the ultimate pleasure.

But people are creatures who are “used to”.

Eventually, I got tired of the pleasures and became bored…and drinking, women, and gambling, which should have been fun…became nothing more than a means of escapism.

And as I finished my twenties and entered my thirties…I no longer laughed.

It’s not like my business failed or anything.

The only thing that depresses me is that I’m not in good physical shape, probably because of my bad diet, but otherwise, I’m very well.

I have more than enough money. I’m not off the winning track yet. There are many people around me. My need for approval, my need to show off, and everything else is well met.

But I was bored.

No matter what I did, I was bored.

Maybe that’s why.

One day when I was thirty-five. I got a call from a high school friend I still keep in touch with about a reunion.

I had ignored…so far, but somehow I felt like going.

(Come to think of it, is…Takumi coming?)

It might’ve been the first time I remembered that guy in a decade.

I thought it might be awkward to see him face-to-face, but I didn’t mind.

Rather, I hoped——and hoped——that there might be some change in my mind.

Maybe I would be as energetic as I was when I was younger. Or maybe I would be able to sneer at that guy who was probably living his life as a loser…when he saw me now.

It had been a while since anything exciting had happened.

But unfortunately…or should I say is natural?

Takumi didn’t come.

Instead, that woman was there.

“Wow, it’s Takeshi! It’s been a long time, lol~…or is it that you’ve aged so much? You have become an old man, lol~”

Her cheerful, silly voice hasn’t changed.

Enjo Kaori, who I was good friends with when we were students, was there.

Was she Takumi’s ex-girlfriend and…my s🬀x friend?

Come to think of it, there was this woman.

“You look pretty old too, don’t you?”

Kaori, sitting next to me in the tavern; maybe a little younger than the women around her.

But even so, she looks to be in her early thirties at best. From my point of view, knowing the old days, she is still old.

“Huh? I spend a lot of money on beauty treatments.”

“Do you have that much money? That’s surprising. Rumor has it that you are in the ‘watery’ business.”

“…Well, I was with a rich old man. Ah, that perverted old man, I wish he would just die soon~ Then all his assets would be mine~”

When I heard the story, it seemed that Kaori married a customer from when she worked at a cabaret club. It seems that she married a rich old man.

I guess that means she married not for love…but for money.

Women like this often come to me. I ignore them because they are worthless garbage…but I heard that Kaori did well.

“Good for you. You had a hard time with your debt, didn’t you?”

“…That shitty host b🬀🬀tard promised to marry me! He just took the money and ran away, so I ended up marrying that shitty old man.”

As I thought, she seemed to be living the life I imagined.

When I was a kid I thought she was a light-hearted and good-natured friend…but as an adult, it’s strange because I see her as nothing but a stupid woman with no substance.

This woman who can’t take herself seriously seems to have had a little long life. Well, it’s probably better that she’s not ruined, I guess——