A Chance To Rewrite It All - Zetro Translation

Yuna soon left, even though she didn’t want to, but I needed some work done, so I requested her to finish school for today.

After that, the first thing I did was to borrow a laptop from my neighbour.

They were kind enough that despite my past rude behavior they smilingly offered me the device, saying,

“You can have it as long as you want. We old people barely use it to see the news.” They said before handing me an almost brand-new laptop. Their son works in a bank and gives his parents expensive gifts whenever he returns.

Taking the laptop I returned to my house and started building a base plan.

Today is the 5th of July, just twenty-one days before….mom dies.

Her primary concern was me, and now, I have taken an oath not to make her concerned even for a moment, which could lead her to that point where she loses all her hopes in life.

And the secondary one was her work. Mom wasn’t a workaholic; rather, she never wanted to work at the corporate office at all. She wanted to be a full-time housewife, but my shitty father abandoned us and even stole all the money for some rockstar band he was creating.

After Mom’s death and once I got a stable life, that bastard returned to ask me for some money.

That was the day when I beat someone up that badly after Mom passed away. And God, it felt really good bashing that shit stain’s face in.

But for now, I didn’t want to focus on that. Rather, I wanted to earn enough money that Mom no longer had to work.

In 2010 there was no LINE introduced to Japan, and there weren’t many apps that came even close to that application. Although I have my original ideas which I can build, considering the current trend and need, my creations would get easily lost without giving much in return.

So, sorry, NHN, but I would be making something a little better than what you would have a year later.

Naturally, creating the whole application in one day was not possible, especially with such a low-end device.

Don’t misunderstand me. I am not complaining about the kindness the old couple extended, but to build my future, I needed something more advanced than this. So, for now, I just made the whole structure of the application and made a proper presentation of how it would be popular amongst people.

Once I was done, I checked the time…and was quite surprised to see that it was already twelve.

I got up and took out my phone. Searching through the contacts, I grabbed a sandwich from the dining table and bit on it.

God….how much I have missed this cooking.

*Ring* *Ring*

*Tak*

[Hello?! Why are you calling me? Didn’t I tell you-]

“Easy there, Hiyori. I didn’t call you to threaten you or something.”

Tsukasa Hiyori, my ex-girlfriend or sort. In my last life, I tried to threaten her for money once only to get a warning from the police since Hiyori isn’t the type who would act submissive and let someone blackmail her.

Hearing my words, she remained silent for a moment before again accusing me,

[I don’t believe you! You are calling going to threaten me again because I am engaged now! I know you very well-”

“Hiyori, can you meet me?” If I hadn’t interrupted the girl would have continued to rattle for a long time.

[Huh?! What are you-]

“This is about work. I have something I want to show you, and if you find it not worth your time, I swear I will delete every photo of yours and ours I have. Trust my words for this last time.”

I hopefully asked her. Truthfully, this was my shortcut, to have the support of Hiyori. However, if she rejects me now, I still have many other options…it’s just it will take some time and the more days I delay it the more days Mom will get tortured.

But fortunately,

[Where?]

With a smile, I told her, “The coffee shop is near the station. At 5, if that works for you?”

[Since when did you-well, whatever. I will come but if it turns out to be-]

“Bye, see ya.”

Disconnecting the call, I sat down at the dining table and took another sandwich.

My goal was simple. I will just crack a deal with Hiyori and get Mom to leave her job. After that, once I graduate from school, I will start slowly and build software as I used to do. Freelancing would continue until college graduation before-

‘Wait…I shouldn’t plan so far ahead.’ Stopping myself right there, I heaved a sigh.

After having brunch I went to my room to take a bath and change my clothes…or so I thought…

“Damn, I had such…vibrant taste?” Looking at the sets of clothes I couldn’t help but cringe.

A red tee that could barely fit me with white jeans and all. Most of the clothes were body-tight since, as a delinquent, I had to flaunt my body. Naturally, I go to the gym regularly as well, and by looks, I could easily rate eight out of ten.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt the piercing on my lips and ears was completely unnecessary, and also that blond hair. Naturally, I have dyed it.

I didn’t have much money on me as of now, or I would have gotten myself a makeover. But for now, I selected a decent pair of clothing, the only one I had, before wearing it.

I am meeting Hiyori, not as an ex-girlfriend but as a potential client. That’s why I wore a black shirt and black trousers. Combed my hair properly and removed the piercing from my lips and ears.

‘Hmm…decent enough…’ Looking at the mirror, I thought I should meet Yuna at the school—when suddenly the phone rang.

Taking it out, I saw it was from one of those gals with whom I hang out. However, right now they aren’t inviting me or something, rather they have sent a video…

….of Yuna.

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A/N:- Don’t worry, it won’t be depressing or something. On a side note, the real life stuff I am adding, not put much mind on them.