The Legacy System

The message he had received was from Daisuke. He was reminding him once again that the matter of his old working place had yet to be concluded, and they were waiting for his instructions.

All this time Eric had been extremely busy dealing with many important things, and deals that were vital for the future.

He hadn't been able to take a good rest for a while now, and had a lot of pent-up stress inside him, ready to be unleashed.

What would be a better stress relief for him, than settling some accounts of the past, as it was time for his revenge to continue.

Due to his busy schedule, and lack of time, he had even let Tina on her own, and hadn't dealt with her as he should.

His revenge upon her was far from over, in fact, it had just started, he had a lot more in mind on how to deal with her.

But now she wouldn't be alone because she would have another painful colleague to suffer alongside with, and that was precisely one of his so-called brothers.

He was starting with this guy, as he was the quickest target for him at the moment, not to mention that he was also the easiest one.

With those thoughts on his head, as soon as he got out of the Company building he sent a message to Daisuke to prepare everything in the shortest amount of time possible.

Now the only left problem was escaping the nose, and trailing of the siblings, as he couldn't allow them to see him with Daisuke, or what he was about to do.

Telling them to buzz off was out of the question, as that would only serve as a warning to them, and they would just monitor him even more tightly.

The only left opportunity was to escape and run away from them. Deciding that, he waited for his best opportunity, which came rather quickly.

As they were walking towards the car, they were faced with a large crowd of company workers in front of them, as he took that chance to mix with the crowd and disappear between them.

The siblings didn't expect such a sudden move and disappearance, but they immediately acted and started looking at their surroundings, and the people around them to find him.

No matter how much they looked around, they were unable to find even the smallest trace of him.

On the other hand, Eric was no walking down the street dressed like a janitor who had just finished his working hours.

After checking around him, and making sure there was no one on his trail, he took the janitor's clothes on top of his normal ones, as he took a cab towards his old working place.

Even though it was a bit far away, and there was also a heavy traffic jam on his way there, he managed to arrive there in less than 2 hours.

Right now, it was around 7 o'clock in the evening, as the sun had already disappeared leaving its place to the moon.

The normally buzzing, and crowded place was now empty, and silent, as a big notice 'Closed for Renovations' was hanged at the door.

This place brought him a lot of memories and nostalgia, where the largest part of those memories only included the torture, pain, and tiredness he went through in this place.

No matter how much he looked at it there were no happy memories in his mind about this place. In fact, even those that could be called happy seemed just pitiful with his new point of view.

The person he had considered his friend, was just a fu*king worm that not only had betrayed him but that most probably had never considered him as a friend.

That stingy sadistic owner that would always find him the hardest things to do, and would still try to pay him less.

That tyrannical bi*ch he treated as his Young Miss, that would always bully him, and let her anger, and stress on him.

He hated them, and this place!

In fact, right at that moment he got an inspiration to crumble this place to dust, and build it totally anew, only like that could he have some kind of redemption to himself.

As he thought like that, he knocked on the front door to announce his arrival, and in no time the door was opened by two burly guards, who immediately let him inside.

They were both acting really courteous and respectful to him, that he might even think they worked in this place.

Now that he thought about it, this was the first time he had entered this place through the front door, as the owner had ordered him to not even think about it while he worked there.

The excuse was clear and simple, he was afraid that Eric's entrance from the front would make them feel this place was cheap and worthless, and they might leave.

He couldn't have his paying clients leave just because his staff wasn't pleasing to the eyes, could he? In order to make him realize the gravity, he had even threatened him with his salary if he did it.

Losing his salary only to enter once from the front door, that was total madness to the old Eric, as he would never do something like that.

Now that he thought about it, everything he had been through in this place, and everything he had thought at the time was truly pitiful and laughable.

If he met his old self right now, he would probably give him the beating of his life for being that kind of person.

The more he thought about his past, the more his anger and wrath rose inside him, as it felt like the old pouch where he had sealed all his sufferings, and torture he had been through, was slowly opening.

Each bad memory brought the next one, as he was once again reviving them inside his mind, and he could feel that the seal was slowly disintegrating completely.

Right as he was losing himself in his thoughts, he heard a soft, and weak voice say to Daisuke and his men,

"Master Daisuke, where is this Young Master of yours? And what kind of a person is he?"

For a moment he wasn't able to recognize this soft and weak voice, as he thought that perhaps Daisuke had captured the wrong guys.

Placing a black mask on his face, that he easily bought from the System's Shop, he entered inside only to be baffled, and dumbfounded once he understood to whom that voice belonged to.

He would have never expected, that this voice belonged to the Tyrannical bi*tch that was supposed to be his Young Miss.

It was so weird for him to hear her speak softly and with a weaker voice, as he was used to her screaming like a maniac, insulting him all the time.

He didn't believe his words, and ears for a moment, as he just looked at the view in front of him, and especially at the people in front of him.

Right now, there were four people in front of him that he was slowly observing from head to toe, the stingy old owner, his 'brother' Katsuto Daichi, that tyrannical b*tch, and the owner's wife.

The last one didn't have much relation to him, as she would simply not care about him, and treat him as some kind of bug, but he didn't really care though.

Since she was here tonight, she would get her fair share of fun, and looking at her she wasn't bad. While she was a bit old, she still looked fine, as her curves, and appearance were not far from average.

Still, the protagonists of the night were the other three, who in their own way, and measure had gained his hate and wrath.

Beside them, Daisuke and his men were just keeping a watch on them, without saying a single word. They didn't dare to, and as soon as they saw Eric enter, Daisuke immediate came and kneeled in front of him,

"Master, everything is under control, we are waiting for your next instructions!"

Eric didn't say anything as he just walked past him, and slowly approached the table where his people of interest were seating.

All this time, just as Eric was observing them, they were observing Eric, each one with their own opinions over this guy.

They didn't know why they were brought here together like this, as they didn't have much relation with each other, and even more the fact that they were brought here by the Yakuza.

They were all dying to know and understand what was going on, but Eric didn't seem like he was about to say anything soon.

He was just looking at them one by one, observing them carefully from head to toe, without making even the smallest noise.

From the four of them, his eyes stopped for a longer time on Katsuto Daichi, and that little tyrannical bi*tch, and it was clear that those two were more important to him at the table.

Seeing this, the stingy owner was thinking that most probably his stupid and senseless daughter had offended someone she shouldn't, and trouble had been brought to him.

This was truly bad news for him, as it meant that his soul might be touched tonight, or even worse get heavily injured.

Why should life be so miserable to him, he should just disown her, and throw her in the middle of the streets. Only like that would his 'soul' (pocket) be saved from her bullets.

But before he could even open his mouth to say something, he heard Eric say something that startled, and stunned him,

"Hello everyone, I am…