12.
“You’re trying to run away?
L
You have to pay your debts, it’s the law! You
used to be a boss, you don’t know anything
about trust?
Smash everything! Destroy their house!”
All the decorations were smashed into pieces.
Mom and Ethan tried to protect the vases and
paintings.
Cries mixed with shattering sounds.
After they finished, the leader grabbed Dad
by the collar and pulled him up.
“Pay the money now.
Or we’ll smash your head.
Pay up!”
く
Mom and Dad insisted that they didn’t have
any money.
But the thugs glanced at each other and
punched Ethan.
I thought they were finally getting smart.
Ethan could fake his death to avoid the debts.
He must have money.
“Pay up! Pay up, pay up!”
Ethan couldn’t do anything.
I fake–cried. “Stop it, stop it. Just pay them.”
Ethan snapped.
“What are you doing? Do you want me to be
killed? Give them the money!
Please, don’t hit me! They have money! The
old people have money!”
The thugs let him go.
Mom and Dad exchanged looks and took out
a bank card.
The leader snatched it.
“Password!
How much is in there?”
Dad started to cry. “Just… just over a million.”
“Leave some for us. We’ll pay you back later.”
The thugs cursed at Mom and Dad and left.
I looked at them with resentment.
Over a million.
I was practically starving to death last time,
and they never gave me the money!