Chapter 192: I swear I’m going to kill you.

Upon hearing the list of rules, Keiko and Yumiko looked at each other, feeling that much of their worries had faded. Although they still felt uncomfortable, the situation was far better than they had anticipated—at least it was being taken seriously and not treated as a mere game. But at that moment, Ryuko’s serious voice echoed through the room.

“Keiko, Yumiko, the last thing we want is to hurt Kai. We love him with all our hearts, so at the very least, please give us a chance to prove ourselves. All we want is to be happy and to make Kai happy—nothing more. It’s not just lust or desire; it’s real love. And to prove how serious I am, I’m willing to give you any kind of evidence you want—enough to destroy my career with a single phone call.

“I’ll hand you the key to ruin me on a silver platter—just tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you. All I ask is that you give me the benefit of the doubt. I don’t want us to fight. I don’t want Kai to be forced to choose between you and us. He doesn’t deserve that. He’s worked too hard for our happiness, and I’ll do everything in my power to ensure his.”

Hearing Ryuko’s voice, full of determination, Keiko and Yumiko turned to look at her, visibly moved. At that moment, Shino spoke with an expression just as serious and resolute as Ryuko’s.

“I’ll do the same. If you want a sworn confession, photos, videos—whatever you want. But I’d like to add that Kai can’t be involved in any of those proofs. Other than that, everything is on the table.”

“So, what do you say?” Upon hearing her sisters, Nemuri couldn’t help but look at the two mothers with an expression full of pride. She then added with the same determination.

“You can ask the exact same from me. We’re completely serious about this relationship, and we’re willing to do whatever it takes. In fact, check your phones.”

Remembering something, Nemuri quickly grabbed her phone and sent a message to the two mothers—the photo the three of them had taken together to send to Kai during the sports festival. The moment Keiko and Yumiko saw it, their expressions darkened considerably. That’s when Nemuri spoke firmly.

“That one photo alone is more than enough to deal a serious blow to our careers and reputations. And if you want, you can ask for more. We’re not just talking—we mean it.”

“…”

Even though Keiko and Yumiko felt a deep bitterness upon seeing the photo—since that explicit image was more than enough to let them imagine everything those three traitors had done with their Kai—it was also undeniable proof of how seriously they were taking the relationship and how important Kai was to them. They were willing to risk everything for a chance at happiness, and that inevitably moved the two mothers.

“… Alright. I can see now how serious you are…” Keiko said in a conflicted voice as she deleted the photo, something Yumiko did as well, before adding in a serious tone.

“We’ll give you the benefit of the doubt, as you asked. But I’m going to ask something of you too: no matter what happens, don’t hurt my Kai. That’s something I would never forgive.”

“Don’t worry, that’s the last thing we’d want.” Nemuri replied seriously, prompting Keiko to speak up with clear irritation in her tone.

“And 'be careful'—Kai is far too young to be a father.”

“We know, and we’re being careful.”

Shino responded firmly, to which Nemuri and Ryuko nodded in agreement, as they took their sexuality very seriously. The three of them constantly kept each other in check to ensure none of them forgot any form of contraception or missed their pill.

“We’re entrusting you with our Kai, along with our girls. They’re the most precious things we have.”

After a few seconds, Yumiko spoke with a small sigh, just as her beloved daughter wrapped her in a tight hug, quickly beginning to thank her with a voice filled with joy.

“Thank you, Mom. I knew you’d understand. We just want to be happy, and we’re not hurting anyone.”

With a warm smile full of endless motherly love, Yumiko embraced her daughter and gently ran her fingers through her hair, starting to believe that maybe—just maybe—things could actually work out. But at that moment, Nejire leaned close to her ear and whispered in a low voice only she could hear.

“And don’t worry; I know that if you decide to join us, everyone will be on board. I’ll take care of convincing Kai, and that way I’ll give you a grandson, and you’ll give me a little brother, and we’ll raise them like siblings—without ever telling them who’s whose mom. It’ll be so much fun.”

Upon hearing her daughter, Yumiko widened her eyes in disbelief and turned to look at her, quickly noticing that Nejire was gazing back at her with the sweetest, most innocent smile in the world—as if she hadn’t just said one of the most outrageous things Yumiko had ever heard in her life. It immediately made her question whether she had raised her daughter properly—no normal person would come up with something like that.

Meanwhile, Momo clung to her mother and thanked her with genuine happiness, which brought a warm smile to Keiko’s face. She embraced her now fully grown daughter with a slight feeling of loss—her little princess had grown up and now wanted to be happy with her Kai. It made her inevitably aware of the passage of time, something she had almost forgotten, as it hardly seemed to leave a mark on her body.

“Mom, even though Nemuri didn’t mention it, we’ve already talked it over, and I’ll be Kai’s legal wife, so all our plans are still on track, fufu.”

In the middle of their embrace, Momo suddenly whispered into her mother’s ear, prompting a wide smile to spread across Keiko’s face. After all, since she had never been able to marry, she had always carried that regret in her heart.

So, she wanted her daughter to have the most beautiful wedding in the world—and if it was with her beloved Kai, it would be complete happiness. She even began considering passing down all her possessions to them while still alive, keeping only a few things for herself to maintain her lifestyle.

But even though that was her plan—and she had no intention of changing it, to the point where she would personally ensure that her daughter’s wedding would be a magical and unforgettable day—at the same time, a twisted image began to creep into her heart: a vision of herself wearing Momo’s wedding dress, having a secret ceremony with Kai in the middle of the night, once her Momo was already asleep from the excitement of the day.

“That’s wonderful news, my princess. Together, we’ll make it the best wedding in the world…” Keiko said in a voice full of motherly love, gently shaking her head to drive away those intrusive thoughts. Her words made Momo smile sweetly before clinging tightly to her mother once again.

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Back in his office, Haruto collapsed into his chair, feeling completely exhausted, defeated, and utterly humiliated—torn between terror, disappointment, and rage. He grabbed a bottle of whiskey from his liquor cabinet and began drinking straight from it in large gulps, hoping the burning liquor would help him cope with the turmoil inside him.

“Motherfucker!!!”

After downing nearly a quarter of the bottle in one go, Haruto hurled it against the wall with a furious scream. The finely cut crystal shattered into pieces, spilling the limited-edition liquor across the floor. But rather than calming him, the sight only fueled his anger and growing sense of helplessness.

“Saito Kai!!! You fucking son of a bitch!!! I swear I’m gonna fucking kill you!!! And you’re not getting away either, Yumiko!!! You goddamn whore!!! You’re fucking that bastard like some worthless slut, aren’t you?! You fucking cheap-ass bitch!!!”

With his mind in complete chaos, Haruto began shouting at the top of his lungs as he swept everything off his desk, then kicked it over in a fit of rage. The force sent his chair rolling backward until it slammed into the bookshelf behind him, causing several books to fall and hit him on the head. But Haruto didn’t even register the pain—he simply sat there, staring blankly at the ceiling.

(When did my life go to hell like this? Why now? When I was finally about to fix everything… when I was ready to leave it all behind and start a new life… Why?)

As countless questions swirled through Haruto’s mind, tears began to fall down his face. After all, he knew he was finished—Yumiko knew everything and treated him as less than garbage, and that creepy bastard knew everything there was to know about Aiko. There was no longer any chance of running away; he was completely cornered and could only submit to the will of those two. The beautiful life he had dreamed of with the woman he loved was no longer possible.

“Haruto-sama, are you alright?! What’s going on?!”

Suddenly, rhythmic knocks echoed against the office door, accompanied by a melodic and deeply worried female voice. Haruto looked toward the door with a conflicted expression, unsure of what to do. But as the knocking and the voice grew more urgent with every passing second, he had no choice but to get up and open the door—after all, the child she was carrying could be affected.

“Haruto-sama, are you okay?!!”

As she entered the office, Aiko asked full of concern, her face and hands red from the exertion. The sight melted Haruto’s heart, and he quickly pulled her into a tight embrace, silently swearing to protect her from all harm—especially from those two despicable people who were coming for them.

“Haruto-sama… they can see us…” Being held like that, Aiko whispered nervously, glancing around in a slight panic. That’s when Haruto spoke in a low, grave voice.

“Aiko, Yumiko knows everything. She knows about the company, about us, and about the baby…”

Upon hearing Haruto, Aiko couldn’t help but cover her wide-open mouth with both hands in shock. But after just a few seconds, she asked in a soft and somewhat frightened voice.

“What are we going to do, Haruto-sama?”

“I don’t know… Yumiko wants to leave me with nothing, but I…”

Haruto tried to respond, but at that very moment, both his phone and Aiko’s vibrated and emitted the same sound simultaneously, cutting his words short. He didn’t recognize the sound, and Aiko always kept her personal phone on vibrate while in the office—this alone made Haruto’s face pale noticeably, while Aiko, a bit embarrassed, reached for her phone, assuming she had forgotten to silence it that morning.

But when she picked it up, Aiko was surprised to see that her phone was not only already unlocked, but also had a document open. That startled her slightly, but driven by curiosity, she read the first few words—and the content made her body stagger.

[Miss Tanaka Aiko, I wonder what your father, Mr. Tanaka Hiroshi, would think if he found out that his proud daughter—whom he worked so hard to put through the best universities, specializations, and more—is pregnant by her married boss, and even worse, that she conspired with him to steal the lifelong work of his wife?

[I even wonder what would happen if the photos of School girls that your older brother, Mr. Tanaka Ryoichi, has on his phone were made public. What would those wealthy families do if they found out that a pathetic man, a teacher at one of the most prestigious schools in the country, is “getting intimate” with their daughters? What will the school do? What will the authorities do? And how would your father feel knowing that his two proud children are nothing more than criminals?]

Although the document continued to expose even more, including photos and videos as evidence, Aiko couldn’t keep reading. Her strength left her completely, and she collapsed into Haruto’s arms, terrifying him and prompting him to ask in a panic.

“Aiko?! Are you okay?! I’ll take you to the hospital right now!”

“Haruto-sama… please, don’t let him destroy my family… My father couldn’t take it… He just recovered from a heart attack…”

With her eyes filled with tears, Aiko clung to Haruto’s shirt, pleading in complete desperation. Haruto took the phone from her trembling hands and began to read it frantically, but just seeing the beginning made him clench his teeth with all his might. A voice filled with deep hatred escaped his throat—he knew exactly who the sender was.

“Saito Kai… I swear I’m going to kill you, even if it’s the last thing I do…”

“Haruto-sama… let them have everything; let’s just leave this place. I don’t need money—let’s start over somewhere else. With my small savings, we can be happy anywhere… please… don’t let my father find out; it would kill him…”

Terrified and in tears, Aiko begged as she clung to Haruto. He could only clench his fists so tightly that they began to bleed, feeling the hatred eating away at him from the inside. The only thing he wanted was to tear that creepy bastard apart with his own hands.

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