The Hero Who Returned Remains the Strongest in the Modern World

Side: Murayama Fujiwara

My name is Fujiwara Murayama.

Seventeen.

157 cm tall and weighing 52 kg.

He's a very normal high school girl with an overly big chest called the G-Cup and a class committee chairman and also a baseball manager.

However, the home environment is not a normal high school girl.

I think my father, who worked for the company, started investing in stocks when I was in junior grade.

At first, I traded in kind with surplus funds, but your father's had his hands on credit deals since I was about middle school, right?

I made money like an idiot in the beginning and traveled abroad many times a year......

Father on track got his hands on FX's high leverage and the family collapse began.

The deposit, which had tens of millions of yen, melted in an instant, and I sat down to my relatives to get it back and I owed it...

The money melted, too, and I was cut off from my relatives, and I lay debt from various financial companies.

And at the end of the day, I got my hands on Dark Finance, and I finally lost my neck.

- Your father left his family and jumped into the train at the rush.

Make sure it wasn't a direct murder with the story that you were getting a lot of life insurance on dark finance... well, I guess that's how you got pushed.

But that wasn't the end of the misfortune that struck our family.

Looks like he borrowed it from some crazy place where the interest rate was 10% every 10th... even the life insurance money couldn't cover the debt.

And...

"Your father's debt needs to be paid back by the whole family."

Our house - a tatami in a run-down wooden apartment, that's what the man in the black suit said while sprinkling cigarettes.

Face to face with the man...... across the shabudai your mother was grounded and me and my brother were trembling in the corner of the room.

"I can only do the part too... even if I try to give my money back... sorry. Excuse me! Excuse me!

"Well, you can't make money in a middle-aged man with no education, no career, no qualifications."

The man extinguished the fire by pressing a shortened cigarette against a tatami.

"... ah"

The man yelled and scattered loudly at his mother, who looked up at the burnt tatami.

"I didn't tell you to keep your head up!? Fucking baba!"

"Sorry!

Again, your mother rubbed her head against the tatami.

"What you did with me... you shouted out loud. Well, it depends on what you're going to do."

"You... da?

"Me too, I've been thinking a lot. How can we all be happy, including me and your family? That's how I thought about it… I noticed it."

The man turned his gaze to me, and laughed nicely.

"You have a girl here who can make money! If you take off your glasses, you're beautiful, and most importantly... these boobs, right? Someone I know ran a prostitution club that specializes in high school girls. If you can get me to work there...... it's a big bleeding service. Stop all interest rates on swollen debt up to 20 million. You can pay me back 90% of my salary on a monthly basis."

Your mother's back trembles all the time and blood draws from my head.

"This kid is seventeen! Give him a break... Give him a break!

And the man laughed and affirmed aloud at Nicole.

"By the way, I can't give a shit!

……

……

Often, silence comes to the room.

Only the trembling sound of me and my brother and the sobbing sound of your mother echoed indoors.

A man has asked me to break the indoor silence.

"So? Was it Vine Flower?

"... Yes"

"What do you want to do?

"… let me think for a moment"

Nicoli and the man smiled.

"It would be good. I'll give you time until tomorrow evening. I always try to be a gentleman. Please, don't make me do anything stupid."

And so the man snapped his fingers patsy.

Then, 190 cm tall, of a likely musculoskeletal black t-shirt and G-bread - a big man with a metal bat came into the room.

The big man walked to the corner of the room and stopped in front of the tans.

And swing a big, big metal bat...

- I decided to make a full swing for Tans.

Bagoo! And the sound of destruction rang, and the wood pieces scattered - a big hole in the tans.

With that sound, Vic makes me, my mother and my brother wield their bodies loudly.

"Well, your brother's head... think a lot about not being like this tance"

And so the big man approached the man in the black suit with a humble smile.

"Brother? This female kid's gonna be a selling mon too, right? Then do you mind if I taste it?

The man in the black suit stood silently and urged the big man to give himself the metal bat.

And...

Cacon dry sound.

The full swing of the man in the black suit was decided on the face of the big man.

Thus, the big man collapsed on the spot making an exaggerated noise as the great tree fell.

"Says the fool off too! This kid hasn't made a statement yet!? If you didn't do it voluntarily, you wouldn't budge in professionalism!? You think customers will be happy with the reluctant service you are forced to do!? Work hard from yourself to serve with a sense of responsibility for the 20 million debts left by your scumbag, trashy father! I need you to be like that. Uh, we're in trouble!

Gah.

Gas.

Gucha.

Towards the big man who fell on his back, the man in the black suit slaps the metal bat relentlessly.

"Stop! Brother! I'm dying! Seriously, I'm gonna die!

"Dead once, cure the fool!

Gah.

Gas.

Gucha.

The man in the black suit slaps the metal bat even more relentlessly against the big man who fell on his back.

"Yabe... my brother... you..."

My nose broke and the guy in the black suit slammed the metal bat down even more on the bloody guy in my face.

"You? You don't make any money on orange yakuza right now, do you? Don't let the ducks live, don't kill them, squeeze them! How many times have I told you, you brains!

"Obe... obe... agi... obe... obe... come on..."

So the man in the black suit threw the metal bat over the tatami.

That's how he smiled at me nicely.

"Well, for today, it's a warning. Please don't make me do anything stupid, okay? Then around here... let me pick you up. I'm hoping for a good reply. Fujiwara?

Thus, the men left the house, and later only the destroyed tans and bloody tatami remained.

That evening.

I was walking in Forest Park for nothing.

- There's nothing more I can do.

Your mother is just crying, and your brother is just shivering.

To do something about this... I knew I would...

It made me cry when I was thinking about that.

And so - I met my classmate Morishita, who sits on the bench and talks with pleasure... a year of school met Abeno senior upstairs.

"Ah, Chairman of the Commission"

"Morishi... you?

Someone who helped me with the pinch during the schooljack incident.

Honestly, I thought it was pretty cool... so I was approaching you... and I sighed when I saw the two of you that seemed close.

I know I look good there.

But I'm by no means a transgressionist like Senior Abeno - not as beautiful as jumping out of a museum.

Yeah. That's what I figured. Morishita, even when you were on a date with me, you changed your face and flew away about Senior Abeno.

There's already a lot to think about, but, well, I guess I'll have to accept it.

"What's going on, Mr. Chairman? You're pale, aren't you?

Honestly, I think he was pretty mentally involved.

And I think Morishita-kun = a righteous hero had established himself in me on one of the schooljacks.

So I'm the most open-minded...... Morishita I've said this to you.

"Help... Morishita-kun"

And I... will later... realize when things turn out to be unscrupulous.

Senior Abeno and his classmate Leila-Sakaguchi... as if they had found the nest of Me O Ruthlime, they were delighted to be the steps to get into Yakuza's office first and finally realized it.

I don't...

- They asked me to help them.