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"" - speech

italics - memory

[ ] - thoughts

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D-Day (4)

Nami pulled out a small object from the briefcase. "This is the most important - the star of today's show."

"The... Star...?" Aunt Lisa repeated.

She pressed a button. "That is their schedule, so be sure to memorize it. I'll send you another copy through email. Further instructions will be provided. Of course, as I said before, we will pay you immediately after you succeed." She pressed it again. The voice from the recorder sounded awfully familiar.

"So, aunt, what is the meaning of this?" Nami glowered at the woman.

"What could you be talking about?" She laughed as if ignorant.

"Is that so? Is that all you have to say?" Her hand gripped the recorder tightly. Before her aunt was able to speak, Nami pressed the button again, starting it from the very beginning.

Aunt's voice echoed. "Your job is simple. Knock out the family members and steal all valuables from the Tsukimukai Household. You're a professional thief, so this shouldn't be too difficult. I'll text you the address after the phone call."

"You'll be paying me afterwards, right? But the pay is quite low... I don't know if it's quite worth it." A male's voice snickered.

"You can keep anything that you steal from the house as well."

"Alright. Is there anything else that I should know?"

"Someone will be going with you. Don't interfere with what they are going to do that day and you'll receive an extra pay."

"Hush money. Sounds good to me."

"Once you steal the valuables, leave the house and keep watch for anyone who might approach the house. If someone is trying to enter the house, give a call to the number I provide you and tell them to leave immediately. After that, you can leave me a message, so that I can send you the pay."

"Sounds simple enough."

"I just sent you something to your phone right now. That is their schedule, so be sure to memorize it. I'll send you another copy through email. Further instructions will be provided. Of course, as I said before, we will pay you immediately after you succeed."

When Nami pressed the button again, her aunt said, "That has nothing to do with us. What is the meaning of this audio recording?"

"Really?" She gently tapped the recorder against the table. "Then I wonder why the thief decided to reveal everything to us about how you ordered him to steal from my family's house, and gave him information about my family and the scheduled routine that everyone follows in that house."

"It could be someone who has a similar voice as me. That doesn't prove anything. That man could have researched your family and house himself."

"So you'll continue to deny it." She closed her eyes for a moment before opening them. "Then this should put an end to your incessant avoidance." She picked up another small object and turned the briefcase for everyone to see. There was a mini screen. She then pressed the play button on the remote.

"The company will be mine as it should have been from the very beginning!" A familiar male voice snarled.

"Please. Please spare my child. She did nothing wrong." Nami's father begged as he began choking on his own blood and saliva. On the floor, the lifeless body of Nami's mother continued to bleed, staining the white carpet like red whirlpools.

The familiar male chuckled. "How low you have fallen. Just consider it your bad luck for being the eldest son. As for your daughter, I'll traumatize her until she can no longer remember what happened clearly. Isn't that right, dear?" He pulled on a small child's hair, dragging her in front of her father. Before her father touched his daughter's arms, the male kicked the child's stomach as her head slammed into the wall harshly.

"NAMI!" Her father dragged his body to reach her, but the male slammed the golf club against Nami's father's shoulder. At that moment, the child passed out."Why... Why are you doing this to us?"

"Like I said, bad luck." The male's screeching laughter echoed.

"Yowa, I never believed that you were capable of doing such a horrible act." Nami's father whispered.

"You believed in the wrong person." Yowa snickered. "You should have listened to your grandparents when they told you to stop, but you never listened, did you? That was your first mistake."

"Just because of that?" Horror flickered in Nami's father's eyes.

"Yes, because of that." Yowa raised the golf club in the air - ready to bash his victim's head in.

Before the video could continue, Nami stopped it and turned the briefcase towards her, shutting it so that no one could have access to the evidence, except for the chosen few. "Even with this much evidence, do you still continue to deny it?"

"..." No one said anything.

"Not only were you trying to trick your niece into giving you the company, but you even had the audacity to kill my parents - my only family - in front of me? Do you truly believe that I would let you both go that easily?" She roared in uncontrollable rage. "HOW DARE YOU?!"

"What do you want? Money?" Aunt Lisa quietly asked. "I might have been the one to give orders to the thief, but I never killed my older brother. I never ordered anyone to do so."

"Lisa!" Uncle Yowa snarled.

"What I want is your endless despair and deep regret. That won't be accomplished until you both are in jail or in hell." Nami then smiled. "Money? As if that would do anything."

[They will be buried and caged in the hell of their own making - their greed.]

"You destroyed the people I love. You took away everything from me - my life, my reality, and the innocence of my mind." Her eyes narrowed. "Fortunately, the thief that you hired has a huge tendency to record all conversations and any suspicious acts of the other party in an effort to protect himself."

"How..." Uncle Yowa's eyes swirled with disgust and condescension. "HOW DARE YOU TRY TO TAKE WHAT'S MINE FROM ME! A CHILD LIKE YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED BACK THEN!" He grabbed the flower vase from a nearby drawer and lifted it in the air to hit her.

Nami screamed as Uncle Yowa's figure matched with the shadow of the violent male from her memory of the murder in her eyes.

"Nami!" Uncle yelled out in horror; he covered her to protect her from the impending attack when she shut her eyes. The sound of the vase breaking reverberated in the room.

"Attempted murder and multiple murders." A refreshing male's voice echoed. Nami opened her eyes cautiously once she realized that they were okay. "Lifetime prison or capital punishment. Which one do you think it will be, prosecutor?"

"I would say capital punishment." A calm female walked over to them.

"That's what I thought." The male smirked.

"Aren't you going to arrest him?" She quirked an eyebrow at him. He flushed red.

"Of course, I am! I was just about to do that!" The police investigator muttered as he quickly made the arrest.

"One down." The female prosecutor smiled at the investigator.

"One more to go." They both stared at Nami's aunt. She turned pale.

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