How Did Hashirama Died Novels & Stories

It's cold you bastard! I bowed, "Watashi no warui, Fumihara-sama. Sayonara." [Trans: My bad, Fumihara. Goodbye.] And in a very swift move, his head slowly falls back after I slit his neck deep open. His sluts turned pale. I didn't waste any time and jumped out of the window. The last thing I heard was their screams. Fumihara Shiro must thank me because I didn't torture him. He's lucky I'm eager to come back to the Philippines because of Agape. Becsuse if it happened, I have a lot of time in my hands,

"After me died… your company never even went bankrupt." Takuto blinked. "What?" "Yamada—the executive who framed you—his fake accounting was uncovered just one week after me death. Auditors caught everything. If i had just… waited…" Rishi laughed without mirth. "If i still endured for a few more days, we would have survived everything." Takuto’s world tilted. He felt it in his bones—the sheer absurdity of their previous ending. The waste. They had died for nothing. Their love, their sacrifice… meaningless in the eyes of time.