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100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Chapter 919: Her Everyday Hell

Author: ellezar_g
updatedAt: 2026-01-12

Day Ninety-Eight…

At Sawada Clan Secret Hideout

"Master, she is awake," Kazuki informed Mr. Hiroshi who had just arrived together with Tatsumi and Hanabi.

Mr. Hiroshi nodded, his eyes burning with hatred. He turned to Tatsumi and Hanabi.

"Follow me," he commanded them in his authoritative voice.

Hanabi and Tatsumi exchanged puzzled glances with one another. Their Clan Leader looked very serious even though Jane had finally woken up.

"Why do you think our Godfather is still looking furious?" Tatsumi whispered to Hanabi as they followed Mr. Hiroshi from behind.

"Stop asking, you dumb fool! Just be quiet. We will find out once he talks. It seems to me that our Clan Leader has something important to discuss with us," Hanabi whispered back.

They continued following Mr. Hiroshi until they reached the secret door. They passed through the bookshelves, entering the underground basement.

Both Hanabi and Tatsumi were surprised to see what was inside the underground basement. It was Monica.

"Damn! She is still alive!" Tatsumi blurted out in disbelief.

Hanabi remained silent, her eyes fixed on Monica who was lying on the sick bed.

As far as they could remember, Vincent shot Monica numerous times. They didn't expect her to survive.

They were still in a trance when Mr. Hiroshi broke his silence.

"I won't let this woman die easily. She made my daughter suffer from her schemes. She almost ruined my daughter's life. Death will be an easy punishment for her. I won't allow that. She needs to stay alive and suffer more!" Mr. Hiroshi declared, not hiding his deep resentment toward Monica.

Tatsumi and Hanabi could only nod in agreement. They could understand Mr. Hiroshi's feelings. He had heard everything about what happened to Jane. Monica orchestrated most of the schemes against Jane.

"I planned to prolong her life and torture her every day. She will be treated, and she won't die. She will suffer daily until she begs for death. But then again, we will deny her even that. Do you want to do this with me?" Mr. Hiroshi consulted Hanabi and Tatsumi.

"I will do it, Clan Leader!" Hanabi responded quickly without hesitation. Yes, she wanted to torture Monica to avenge Jane.

"Count me in. I will make sure to give her the appropriate punishment every day!" Tatsumi also agreed to do this.

Mr. Hiroshi smiled with satisfaction. "I don't want to involve Jane and Nathan in this revenge. I want them to move on, forget the past, and live happily. There's no need to tell them that Monica is still alive. She won't be able to leave this place again. If she does, then it only means she will already be a corpse by the time she leaves. And I will be the one to kill her."

Hanabi and Tatsumi could understand a father's grudge. Mr. Hiroshi won't hesitate to do this inhumane punishment just to avenge his daughter. He would make sure that Monica would suffer a hundredfold.

"You don't have to worry, Clan Leader. We won't tell this to Sis Jane. Tatsumi and I will take turns every day to torture this evil woman. We will assist you," Hanabi reassured Mr. Hiroshi.

They were aware that Mr. Hiroshi didn't want to show his bad side to his daughter. He wanted to be a loving father in front of his daughters– Jane and Abigail.

"Thank you for your understanding. This is the least I can do for my daughter. I almost lost her again. I won't be able to forgive this woman… including Vincent."

"I want you to catch and bring Vincent to me." Mr. Hiroshi gave his command.

"Leave this to us, Godfather. We won't fail you." Tatsumi replied with determination.

Jane, Nathan, and Ethan finally regained consciousness, so they could focus on collecting debts starting today. They had nothing to worry about anymore.

Mr. Hiroshi took one last glance at Monica. Her gunshot wounds were healed and she had woken up from a coma as well. But he won't let her rest today.

"Now, shall we begin our first session with her?" Mr. Hiroshi asked them, smiling slyly.

"Yes, Sir!" Hanabi and Tatsumi replied in unison.

Mr. Hiroshi entered the room, followed by Hanabi and Tatsumi. A few seconds later, a woman's scream echoed in the room.

Mr. Hiroshi did a basic torture today by removing the nails in her five fingers. He took pleasure in hearing her scream, cry, and beg him to stop.

"I won't stop even if you beg me. You made the mistake of targeting my daughter, my grandson, and my son-in-law. This place will serve as your hell on earth, Monica," Mr. Hiroshi sternly said, roughly removing her nails one by one using pliers.

Monica's wail and scream bubbled up in the room once again. Her tears, snot, and saliva had mixed. But no one inside the room took pity on her. Everyone believed that she deserved this kind of torture. No forgiveness! Just being ruthless and merciless!

"No! No! Please! Stop. Just kill me. Please just kill me already. It hurts a lot. I'm in pain. Aaarghhh!" Monica screamed and cried, trembling in fear, the excruciating pain spreading throughout her body.

When she could no longer bear it, she fainted.

"Wake her up! We are not yet done!" Mr. Hiroshi coldly instructed Tatsumi.

He obeyed him by splashing water on Monica's face. She had to be awake so that she could feel the pain of being tortured.

Mr. Hiroshi had just removed two nails. Three more nails left in her right hand.

"Godfather, let me do it!" Hanabi volunteered. She was dying to punish Monica today.

Mr. Hiroshi chuckled before handing the pliers over to Hanabi. "She's yours. Leave one nail for Tatsumi. Then we will continue again tomorrow."

"I have to go and see my daughter. I received a message from her. There is something she wants to discuss with me." Mr. Hiroshi was leaving the task to both of them.

"Go ahead, Godfather. We will take 'good' care of her," Tatsumi replied, eyeing Monica meaningfully.

Mr. Hiroshi tapped their shoulders before leaving the underground basement. He smiled when he could still hear Monica's loud scream.

"Welcome to your Everyday Hell, Monica." Mr. Hiroshi mumbled.

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