Tell me What's your motive

ICE CUBE ⚠️

(warning this chapter will include a sexual scene /smut)

"Where are we going to get 100 million?" you voiced in frustration.

Your mother interrupted, stating, "Well, no matter what happens, we will try. I will look for multiple jobs, and it starts now." Without wasting any time, you and your family embarked on a frantic search for employment, determined to confront the looming financial crisis head-on.

You diligently applied to multiple jobs and, to your surprise, got accepted into all of them. Determined to meet the looming financial challenge, you accepted each offer. As the next morning dawned, your thoughts were consumed by the array of responsibilities that awaited you in your newfound employment.

The relentless pursuit of multiple jobs left you with no time to focus on your studies, pushing your body to the brink of exhaustion.

Your mother, equally committed to overcoming the financial crisis, worked tirelessly during the day and took up additional work at night, even resorting to prostitution to make ends meet. The weight of the circumstances bore heavily on both of you, as the struggle for survival intensified.

You can't help but feel bad for your mom; she's so desperate for money to the point where she uses her own body. It was the worst week of your life. Your sister, who's a stripper, was also helping raise the money.

The anticipated worst-case scenario unfolded on Saturday night, with the deadline for the $100 million debt looming on Sunday. Despite the collective efforts, the amassed funds amounted to only $500,000. The realization of the inadequacy of the collected sum left you muttering, "We're so fucked," as the impending deadline cast a dark shadow over your already dire situation.

"What are we going to do?" you queried anxiously. "I'll work overnight," declared your mother with determination. "Same here, I will also work overnight," echoed your sister, joining in the commitment to exhaust every possible avenue to meet the financial challenge.

Despite the overwhelming odds, you decided to take any opportunity to contribute. "I'll go to the cafe. I'm on shift for the night, and I'll be the one closing it too. I'll see you guys tomorrow," you announced, hoping that even in the face of seemingly insurmountable challenges, every effort would count.

Bidding your family goodbye, you headed to the recently inaugurated cafe, the very place where you crossed paths with Rindou, Ran, and Sanzu. Upon arrival, a few lingering patrons still occupied the establishment.

Overwhelmed by exhaustion and frustration, you felt the weight of despair pressing upon you, contemplating the myriad efforts made by you and your family to generate the necessary funds. The looming deadline and the insufficiency of the amassed funds compounded the emotional burden you carried.

As you sighed in resignation, contemplating the insufficiency of the gathered funds, the cafe's door swung open, and to your surprise, in walked Ran. His smirk sent a shiver down your spine, injecting an additional layer of unease into your already frazzled emotions.

"You look tired. How's life?" Ran asked.

"Horrible," you sighed in response. "We've been working our butts off, and we only managed to raise $500k. It didn't even make it to $1 million."

He chuckled, further fueling your frustration. "Look, if you're just here to mock us, then leave," you said, annoyance evident in your voice.

"How about we have a game?" Ran suggested, catching you off guard with his unexpected proposal. "What game?" you asked, curious yet skeptical about his intentions.

"It's a game of ice cubes. I'll give you 10 million per ice cube," Ran proposed, raising an eyebrow at the unusual offer.

You were taken aback by the unexpected proposal. "What? What do you mean? How can I know that you're going to give me $10 million per ice cube?" you questioned, skepticism evident in your tone.