223 Monke and Parents

Both Greg and Janice stared wide-eyed at me, a snarl threatening to spill out of my lips.

"J-Jose… Jionni, son." Greg smiled awkwardly as he continued to pursue physical contact with my fur, and frankly, I wanted nothing of it. "D-don't you remember us?"

"Oh, I remember you two perfectly alright." My frown grew even further as I forcefully snapped my arm back, refusing to let this waste of human space continue touching me. "The same couldn't be said about you to me though. You even got my name wrong. The very child you brought up."

At this point, a vein was threatening to burst in my forehead. I'm not going to lie: I want to clobber these two people and spread their entrails across the street just to get my revenge. But that was going against the agreement me and the leaders of this country had earlier.

"Unfortunately, as much as I want you two out of my sight and out of my Dungeon, unless you give me a reason to, you're free to set up temporary residence inside." I growled out, my rage simmering deep within the core of my body.

I pushed it down, however, not wanting to deal with the consequences of the aftermath.

"So, for your own sake, and mine, don't ever show this kind of display of affection again." I glared at the two humans, who were beginning to snap out of shock and give rise to something much, much worse.

"J-Jionni! This isn't how you speak to the parents who raised you with their blood and sweat!" Greg, being the more vocal of the two, yelled out as some spittle flew from his mouth.

Besides him, I noticed Janice beginning to show her true colors as well, her face being marred with a look not unlike a demon would have on a bad day.

'Yes, give me a reason to throw you out of my Dungeon.' Inside my mind, my rage gave way to glee as the two humans continued to dig their graves right in front of me.

In my peripheral vision, I saw some soldiers ready to pounce on the two humans for their disruptive actions. An action I was all too eager to see take place.

"I am not going to lie, you did raise me and make sure that I was healthy." Greg looked like he was going to simmer down for a moment. "But really, does that even offset the things that both of you did to me?"

And then I poured oil into the fire.

"Lemme just list the things that are, quite frankly, worrying things you did to me." I searched my memories for the actions they did, which was easy because they were rooted deep inside my mind.

I couldn't forget those, even if I wanted to.

"Physical abuse, mental abuse, sabotaging of social life, manipulation, the list goes on and on. I could stay here and list the things you did to me for the whole day, and still have more left over."

The soldiers around us listened intently, the actions they had done to me in the past being filed inside their heads as evidence to lock these two humans up.

"Let's not forget, all of this you did to me when I was underage." I grinned maliciously as the soldiers around us had the proper motive to knock these two humans out and bring them to the slammer. "I'm sure you denied an autopsy after my death, so the doctors couldn't see the various scars I had on my body."

Before Greg or Janice could make a rebuttal, I covered their mouths with earth.

"Now, as much as I want to check my body, I'm pretty sure it's either a rotten skeleton six feet under the ground, or ashes right about now." I sighed for a moment, and the two humans looked a bit relieved.

Until I played an UNO reverse card.

"Well, that's what pictures are used for." Taking my phone from my inventory, I scrolled through the hidden files and opened a few pictures showing some incredibly horrifying things.

Those being the various scars I had on my body, as well as some fresh wounds, each picture displayed on different dates.

I showed these to the two humans, who now visibly paled, and the soldiers, who saw the pictures, now had definite proof to arrest these two child abusers.

Seeing the soldiers approaching us, a smile crept up my face as I relished in the panic of the two human garbage.

'I love it when everything goes smoothly.'

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"Damn dude, you're ruthless." Drake approached me from behind with a snicker. "They had it coming, though."

"Eh, forget those two. As much as I wanted to do them in myself, I don't like to see their faces anymore in my life." I waved my arm as the police car carrying the two criminals drove off into the city. "Plus, since they had crimes against a child, they're probably going to get shanked in prison."

"Huh, good to know." Drake cupped his chin as he shook his head. "Anyway, my friends want to meet you."

"Oh, they do? Well, might as well rub my girlfriend in front of their faces." I grinned as Drake laughed.

"They're gonna be so jealous. Especially my two otaku friends."

"That, they will be." I nodded sagely. Looking at the now shrinking line of evacuees heading inside my Dungeon, I decided that the soldiers could do all the work from here. "Anyway, shall we go?"

"Sure. Make them extra jealous, by the way. I want to see their faces."

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~ Third Person POV ~

"You know, for a temporary house, this ain't half bad." Pol whistled as he set down his travel bag on the floor. "It's got electricity, water, a stock of food, and most importantly, the internet."

"Uh huh." Daniel just nodded as he observed the area outside, his eyes scanning for anything that could be of use to his other job.

"Hey, why not do some livestreaming while we're at it? Ask some catgirls to do some poses?"

"If we get into trouble again, I'm not bailing you out."

Pol sighed as he began to unpack. "Man, you're no fun."