{Dude? No way, shut up!}
"I am for real, man. Why would I lie about this? I am deadass a gold digger right now! Haha, she pays for everything."
The man uttered with a wide grin on his face.
Both his legs were on the table inside his small office while he held a phone close to his ear.
He was also dressed in a tuxedo; the sound of music echoed from beyond the door.
{Dude, how did you bag such a cute rich woman like Yahoshi Ona?! I'm so freaking jealous!}
The young man pulled the toothpick out of his mouth before he responded.
"I didn't do anything; she came on to me, hehe. Her father runs many businesses, and since I am dating her, he put me in charge of one of his clubs. I'm basically doing nothing and still earning 50,000 dollars weekly! I'm rich!!!"
Mischief glittered in his eyes.
{Aw man, I wish I had a cute girlfriend. Sigh, try sending me some funds every once in a while; man is broke as fuck right now, I can't even afford to pay attention to anything.}
"Urgh." The man threw a disgusted look. "I don't care what you do; never ask me for money, tsk, jerk."
He placed the phone on the table after hanging up.
'When I was broke, it's not like any of you tried to help me. I only called to brag; don't go asking me for shit.'
His gaze was now fixed on the ceiling.
Jacob Garin was known to be a graduate of a low-end university back in his home county. He had been looking for a job for nearly two years and was never able to land one.
The reason?
He had zero skills when it came to communicating with others. It was so bad he had to type out messages and show them what was written there.
Of course, this affected him a lot.
This only changed after he met Yahoshi; she taught him how to be more confident and even shared the skills and knowledge on how to successfully run a business.
If it weren't for her, he would have never become what he is today.
'Though I do feel bad that I don't love her, it's beyond my control; as long as I am not betraying her, I can live with that guilt.'
He smiled.
'Besides, my life is going so great now; I doubt anything can ruin it. Hehehe!'
Bang bang!
Someone knocked on the door.
Glance.
'Uhn? Was I supposed to have guests coming? Where is my damn secretary?'
With a frown on his face, he approached the door.
Upon getting there, he pulled the knob.
"What the hell do you want?! Can't you leave a damn appointment? It's my damn break!"
He had already yelled before he got a good look at who was standing before him.
"Yahoshi…"
His face paled.
Yahoshi had her hands on her waist, a deadpan look on her face as she remained in a single position.
"Y-Yoshi, c-come in. I didn't know it was you."
Jacob took a couple of steps to the back, allowing her to walk into the room.
She was dressed in a rather stylish gown, so she must be heading to a meeting.
As she got to the middle of the office, she remained standing, with her back facing him.
"Yahoshi, why are you here? You didn't tell me you were coming." Jacob moved closer, rubbing his hands together with a forced smile on his face.
Silence settled for a while; Yahoshi said nothing.
And this made Jacob especially nervous.
'What the hell happened now? Don't tell me she is having one of those days? I don't have any condoms, and I certainly have no strength to do seven rounds. Lord help me!'
After a while of deafening silence, Yahoshi turned around to look at him.
Tears trickling down her cheeks.
The sight left Jacob shocked, mostly because it was the first time he had ever seen her cry.
Then she spoke.
"We have to break up."
Those words settled in Jacob's brain.
It took him a while to process it, and when he finally did—
"Oh dang it, for real? Why? No, you don't have to tell me; I am sure you have your reasons. I'll respect them. It's alright," he held his hands close to his chest. "You are doing what you think is right."
"And I am taking all the money I gave you."
"You are not doing the right thing!" Jacob stepped forward. "Why? What happened? Come speak to me, darling."
Yahoshi glanced to the side before responding.
"My father found a suitor for me; he is the son of a popular politician. He said we can't be together anymore, and so, he wants to take everything back. I can't. I gave you my heart, my time, my love—"
"Why stop there?! Give me your money too."
She glared at him, then sighed.
"In any case, I came up with a solution. If I can't have you, I don't want anyone to either. I told you this before, but you are mine."
With that, she pulled out a pistol from her purse and aimed it at Jacob.
'What the fuck?!'
Before Jacob could even open his mouth to stop her—
Pa!
Yahoshi pulled the trigger, and he went crashing to the ground, lying in his own blood.
….
[Congratulations, you have been wished upon to be reincarnated into a new world.]
[A selected soul has been found; replacement has taken place.]
[Enjoy your new life.]
Gasp!
His eyes fluttered open, and there he was, lying in the centre of the room.
'What the hell?! Did I die?!'
He quickly sat upright, trying to find any injury on his body.
During this search was when he noticed the strange clothes he had on.
Rather than his suit, he was wearing low-quality clothes: a white shirt that was stained in several colours and a pair of brown, torn trousers.