The Dungeon Master's
Chapter 22 - Anger
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I who heard the news rushed out of the food stall.
The owner of the food stall stopped me because I had to pay for my order.
Even though I explained my situation, he still insisted on asking for payment. Worse yet, my food hasn't even been made.
Because I did not want to linger here, I took a piece of blue paper money with a nominal Rp. 50,000 and threw it at the shop owner.
The distance between where I am currently and the hospital where Rina was treated is quite far, which is about 15 KM based on the map application on the phone.
Not wanting to linger, I booked a taxi online through an app on my phone. While waiting for the taxi to come, I called back to my mother.
"How's it going, Mom?" I asked with a body that never stopped shaking.
"The conditions are critical, son. But the doctor said his life could be saved." My mother answered with sobs.
"Thank God then. I'll be there soon. Wait for me, Mom."
"Be careful, son."
After that I closed the call and immediately entered the car that had just stopped in front of me. Yeah, that's my order taxi.
After confirming my identity and confirming the destination, the driver immediately ran his car.
The street atmosphere is quite crowded. Maybe because it's still 8 p.m. Even so, the atmosphere in the car was very quiet.
I who was full of anxiety while exchanging messages with my mother did not open my mouth at all during the trip.
Until I realized, I had arrived in front of the hospital.
"How much does it cost, Mom?" I asked in a hurry.
"80 grand." Answer's short.
I immediately took the money out of my waist bag which is now quite fat. A red sheet of paper with nominal Rp. 100,000 I handed it to the driver, shouting.
"Take the rest."
I immediately ran as hard as I could towards the room that my mother had explained through a short message.
'Shelf!'
I opened the door with all my might until I hit the wall.
"How's Rina doing?" My yelling.
Without any answer from my parents who were currently crying over this incident, I immediately approached the body of Rina who was currently lying limp on the bed.
It's been horrible.
His right hand, which he used to slap and beat me when joking, is now gone.
Just leaving the fists.
So is his left foot.
My heart is broken not because of.
My feelings were mixed seeing Rina's condition.
Even if I offer my soul a hundred times to the devil, it will never be able to return Rina as it was.
As I turned my eyes, there was a piece of paper on the table next to Rina's bed.
the white paper looked very dirty with a lot of blood stains.
I grabbed the paper and started reading it.
After understanding the contents of the letter, my tears could not stop. I bit my lips so hard that they bleed. Even my right hand that had been clenching started to drip blood from the wound from the tip of the nail.
In essence, the letter was in the heart of Rina before jumping from the 4th floor at her school. He was unable to continue to trouble his family so he decided to end his life there.
But he survived.
My eyes were turned to my father. My eyes glared at him sharply. Instantly I pushed him to the wall with all my strength.
"You! It's all your fault that you kicked me out without listening to my excuses! You didn't know that Rina was under pressure! You're more selfish, aren't you?!"
I cried out to my father who began to tremble.
My eyes glared at him very sharply.
Eventually, he began to open his mouth.
"That's because you're playing games when your sister needs school fees!"
"I don't play in it you know?!"
A moment after answering my father, my hand immediately opened the waist bag I was wearing.
I grabbed something in it and threw it in my father's face.
"I told you I don't need your paychecks!"
My father's answer only made me even more angry. I held my father's collar tight and shouted at him.
My left hand then grabbed an envelope that was inside my pocket. A moment later I threw it to my father.
"Stop it!" My mother screamed and broke both of us.
I stepped back because I felt like everything I needed to say had been delivered.
My father opened the envelope I threw at him and was astonished.
His confused mind was clearly written on his face.
"E-Erik... How did you get this money?" Ask my father who is beginning to understand the current situation.
"I told you, I can make money from Re:Life, Dad."
I just answered him lightly as if it wasn't a problem.
My father who seemed to not believe my words kept staring at me.
"lik! Re:Life can only destroy a person's life!" His cry was full of disbelief.
"Then just look at this."
I handed the transaction slip at the previous rental place to my father.
I was relieved to decide to keep the slip.
Inside was my personal data about myself, my Re:Life account and the nominal I received.
After noticing all that, my father began to wake up.
"I'm sorry your father, son."
He said it with sobbing. Both of his palms covered his already wrinkled face.
"Everything is too late, Rina is already lying in a critical condition because you don't trust me and choose violence." I answered casually.
"But you know? I will always forgive you, Father."
The atmosphere of the room was filled with sobs after that.
After a while, I started talking to my father.
"So how's Rina doing?" My toot.
"As you can see, it's pretty bad. But it does not threaten his life. In addition to her right hand and left leg, as well as some of her ribs, Lina was fine." My father answered seriously.
"Thank God."
I was so glad to hear my father's words.
Although his right leg suffered a fracture, it was not as bad as the condition of his left leg which required him to be amputated.
"But...." My father tried to continue his explanation.
He then gave me a file.
When I opened the file, I could no longer speak.
Yeah, that's a file on Rina's treatment bill.
Behind it there are details about the installation of bionic or artificial hands and feet.
In the present day with technology that is quite sophisticated, the installation of bionic hands and feet that have the ability as good as the original hand is not difficult.
But there is a price.
"64 million for his treatment.then 370 million for bionic hands and feet...."
My body is starting to limp.
The atmosphere of the room was heavy.
My family, which is even struggling to find 12 million, is now faced with a much larger number.
But with my current situation, I am a little optimistic. I can make money from Re:Life.
Yes, my job as a monster merchant is very promising.
3 month.
That was the approximate treatment period of Rina. I need to make that kind of money in 3 months. If I ask the old me, of course the answer is impossible.
But now it's different.
"Dad, I'll go back home and enter Re:Life for money. Where's the house key?"
My father never answered me. His face that had calmed down was now sweating again.
"Pardon me one more time, Erik."
"Huh? I told you I forgave you. Now where's the key to the house. I'll make money at Re:Life for Rina's medical expenses."
"On that matter, I have sold the capsule along with all the items in your room, Erik."
The next incident you should not know.
Yes although at its core, Father and Son are both battered.