Snake Mound George's face became even more unsightly.
Miyajima Kiichiro continued to sneer.
But a moment later, Snake Mound George managed to reveal... a smile.
A smile?
Miyajima Kiichiro was puzzled, but Snake Mound George was indeed smiling.
In fact, Snake Mound George's smile was because he was gambling.
And this was a gamble he was sure to win.
Just as Snake Mound George had expected.
Kiichiro's iron-hooked fingers held great strength, but after reaching a certain point, it seemed to stop applying force, no longer increasing.
This was not because Miyajima Kiichiro had reached his limit.
But because Snake Mound George had reached his limit.
Miyajima Kiichiro dared not kill him.
So Snake Mound George smiled.
If Miyajima Kiichiro were forty or thirty years younger, Snake Mound George would certainly not have dared to gamble like this. Young people are often easily hot-headed and might do irreversible things.
But Miyajima Kiichiro was already this old; he had too many things to consider and would never easily stain his hands with a human life.
Moreover, this was in broad daylight, under everyone's watchful eyes.
"Mr. Kiichiro." Snake Mound George rasped out the words: "You are like a lion, an old lion whose claws have been cut off... You no longer have the ability to take the life of your prey."
"You—"
Kiichiro wanted to twist Snake Mound George's neck immediately.
He knew he still had the strength.
But he also knew he truly didn't have the guts. He had been seen through.
"If Mr. Kiichiro is willing to let go." Snake Mound George smiled: "I'm willing to show Mr. Kiichiro some interesting things..."
Kiichiro hesitated slightly.
He knew that his bluff would no longer deceive Snake Mound George, so he merely snorted coldly and lowered his arm.
"How about it?"
"Does Mr. Kiichiro know how his son has been amusing himself all these years?"
"...I'm not interested." Miyajima Kiichiro said with a slight frown.
"You will be interested." Snake Mound George smiled mysteriously.
He uncomfortably touched his throat, then coughed twice before pulling out his phone from his pocket.
As if searching for something, he scrolled through several pictures.
Then he aimed the screen at Kiichiro.
Miyajima Kiichiro saw a photo displayed on the phone screen: it was a muscular black man.
His chest was bare, revealing quite impressive pectoral muscles.
But Kiichiro could tell at a glance that these were dead muscles, not useful.
"First, allow me to introduce Mike, our international friend," Snake Mound George said with a smile. "His relationship with Mr. So… is 'very good'."
"This old man doesn't need to know what friends that scoundrel has made," Miyajima Kiichiro said indifferently.
"No, no, no, old sir, you need to know." Snake Mound George wiggled his long finger, his ring glinting in the sunlight. "Perhaps you can't tell, but Mike is a very popular black man… not only with women, but also quite liked by men," he added.
"…" Kiichiro's brows furrowed into a 'river' shape.
He couldn't quite understand what Snake Mound George was saying, but the latter thoughtfully provided a hint.
"In other words, Mike is actually bisexual." Snake Mound George opened another video, the corners of his mouth curving upwards even more. "And this is Mike and Mr. So's 'daily' life…"
In the video, Miyajima Mr. So was wearing…
Miyajima Kiichiro stared in disbelief at his 'son' in the video, because he was wearing a very short skirt, revealing his underwear underneath, which was a thong… The center of the thong even had a hole, and something was poking out of the hole, wiggling.
Miyajima Mr. So was squatting with his legs slightly bent, like a frog.
His eyes were covered by a black blindfold.
"What's your name?"
"Miyajima~~Mr. So~~~?"
Though he was a man, his voice was full of flirtation.
And the voice of the person asking the question was full of ridicule; it was clearly Snake Mound George.
But Miyajima Mr. So in the video seemed completely unaware of his mockery, answering obediently.
"How old are you this year?"
"Three Generations~~"
"Where do you live?"
"Tokyo●●District Miyajima Kendo Dojo~~~"
"Who else is in your family?"
"Father Miyajima Kiichiro, younger sister Miyajima Tsubaki, and younger sister's daughter~~Miyajima Sakura~~Oh, Mike, hurry… hurry up~~"
After answering a long string of questions, he howled as if craving something.
"Do you like playing with Mike?"
"I like it~~I love it so much~~He's my daddy~~" Miyajima Mr. So answered indistinctly.
Then he hugged Mike's dark body…
Miyajima Kiichiro turned his head away from what happened next, unable to bear watching.
He was greatly shocked after watching, yet he couldn't believe it.
"…How… how could this be? Mr. So… how could he have become like this?"
Miyajima Kiichiro was practically trembling all over, even the muscles in his face couldn't help but twitch continuously.
It was shock, and also extreme anger.
He couldn't even believe that the person in the video was truly his… 'son'?
It was as if some strange switch had been flipped, turning him into a beast.
"I'm afraid you, old sir, are to blame for this."
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Snake Mound George turned off the video and said with a smile, "Back then… I remember it was more than ten years ago, wasn't it? If you hadn't heavily injured Mr. So's '邒' (genitals), how could he have fallen to this state?"
Miyajima Kiichiro glared:
"That beast tried to seduce a middle schooler and failed; he deserved it!!"
That was a long-buried past event.
Miyajima Kiichiro tried to forget it, but it always came back to him in his dreams late at night.
Miyajima Mr. So, who was already a university student at the time… that scoundrel, actually tried to use an aphrodisiac to make a middle schooler comply… Fortunately, he was discovered and stopped in time, otherwise that girl's innocence would have been ruined. And the person who gave him the aphrodisiac was this very person…
Snake Mound George.
At that time, Snake Mound George was probably only middle school age, yet he was able to incite a university student to do such an outlandish thing, which shows that this guy has been a very dangerous person since childhood. Now he is already an adult… This is also why Miyajima Kiichiro is so wary of him.
"Well, I can't control that much," Snake Mound George said with a playful smile. "That was Brother Mr. So's own choice…"
He spun his phone around once, then asked Miyajima Kiichiro in a negotiating tone:
"Mr. Kiichiro, do you want me to release this video?"
Miyajima Kiichiro sneered, "Are you threatening this old man with this? Go ahead and release it if you want. Anyway, I'm old and thick-skinned, and besides, that scoundrel and I cut ties long ago…"
"I know, I know."
Snake Mound George interrupted him, saying, "Mr. Kiichiro, what are you afraid of, right? But, I heard that your daughter is a well-known figure at Shirakawa High School. If a video of her uncle acting so lewdly falls into the hands of her classmates… Hehe, I can't say what will happen then."
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