Chapter 7 - Fight in a rotting wood lair

does not pursue the matter in depth,

does not want to interfere in the lives of others.

But to interfere and then ignore it,

is another name for irresponsibility.

is screaming that it has a part to play, along with avoidance.

Spend your life in mediocrity,

sure,

just give up all chances to intervene.

Like the game,

life,

if you do not trigger the event,

then the trajectory of your life will not intersect with others.

This kind of life,

is written as "peace"

is read as "regret".

"Mr. Akao, the new goods I got this morning.

A sturdy man walked into the office with a fainted little girl on his shoulder. There was no one else in the office except the blond man Akao, who was lying on the sofa, because the company, to the outside world, had not yet started working.

"Throw it in the warehouse, this is the last one, the near future to change the place, you pay attention to yourselves. "

Akao raised his hand and waved it casually, without even looking at the girl who was brought in.

"The warehouse is full of stationery for disguise, Akao-san. "

The man was obviously not good at reading people's minds, he didn't understand that Akao's casual attitude was an impatience with him, a desire not to be disturbed.

"It's full, so don't worry about it, just go. "

"But if the girl gets stuck by something sharp in the stationery ......"

"You don't understand human language, do you? "

Akao, who was lying on the sofa, stood up and burst out in anger without reservation, his voice instantly filled the whole office with anger.

"What do you care if you put the goods in the warehouse, you don't care if it's dead or alive, just put it in, where's the fucking bullshit, fuck. "

Akao spat in the man's face and walked out of the office.

"......"

The man silently wiped the filth off his face with his hand, resentful, wanting to get angry but having no place to put his strength, cursing in a low voice, walked to the warehouse, kicked the door open, threw the girl on his shoulder inside, and ignored the girl's moan of pain, closed the door with a bang, and squatted in the corner to smoke.

At the table of the Uesugi family, there were only three people at the table this morning.

"Little Zongzong and Yuuki both left early today.

Yukino-san's tone seemed a bit complaining, for her, the whole family sitting together in harmony and eating together is quite important thing.

"Well ...... yeah, two people's duty days just happened to coincide. "

Yui echoed Yukino-san's mood and answered without looking unnatural.

The truth is, there is a lot more than the usual things that Yui knows.

"I'll be working late today, so I'm counting on you to take care of Yuuki. "

Uesugi Tano didn't know that the words he said casually while reading the newspaper could be parsed into another layer of meaning in Yui's mind.

"Yes, I understand. "

However, no matter what, whether it was said with a sense of responsibility or love for the family, Zu Zhi knew that it was her duty to make sure that her sister and her brother, who had just joined the family, returned home on time and safely today, as the number one sister in the family.

Yes, Yui's sense of duty is stirring, she is such a person.

The man who came out of the office was leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette, and from a distance, he saw a guy who had recently caught his eye, and he always felt that he could use this guy, but it seemed like he had a vague feeling that he would get a thorn in his hand.

"Good morning, Akao-san. "

The same, the other side also saw himself from a distance.

Akao only raised his hand in a small wave to indicate that he heard, and thus greeted the other party.

He was still hesitant to use this person, Itou Yoshihiro, even though it was said that a contract had been signed, but the contract or whatever, to put it bluntly, was nothing more than a piece of paper, just a formality.

He became more and more cautious, even to the point of suspicion, because the time to close and change the land was approaching. If it were not for the strong personal ability of Itou Yoshihiro, he would not have chosen to recruit a new person at this juncture, perhaps because he had previously taken a powerful lion, Gengou Watanabe, and made him greedy for the needs of his men.

"Akao-san is early, it's not even time for the company to start yet. "

"What are you doing here if you know you're not at work yet? "

Itou Yoshihiro saw the displeasure in that answer and took a moment to answer.

"I just came to see if there was anything I could do to help, so I guess I'm just being presumptuous. "

"Just go where you are and don't make a mess. "

Maybe Akao himself didn't realize it, but to Itou Yoshihiro's ears, the words "don't make trouble here" were not just a complaint, but meant a lot of things - for example, what they were doing that he couldn't know about.

But what is the point of even realizing this.

Weakness of will, cowardice, fear of trouble, all make people retreat, pretend they didn't think of anything and then hide far away, only to come back afterwards to regret what they should have done instead of avoiding it.

"I know, call me on my cell phone if you need me, I filled out the form with it."

What would this man, who prides himself on being the god of his world, do.

He chose to step back and leave in front of Akao, but in his heart he was already calculating how to infiltrate without being noticed, going completely to think about what would happen if he put himself in danger.

"...... wait a minute. "

However, he was stopped by Akao, and the possibility of this "Wait a minute" would point to good or bad?

"What is it, Akao-san? "

"The warehouse at the back of the company is a mess, so go and tidy it up before you leave."

Akao said so, such a retention really startled Itou Yoshihiro, but his response also surprised Akao, because he did not immediately agree, but hesitated a little before turning around and walking back to Akao.

"Only such a trivial matter? "

Unrelated to the tone of voice, Itou Yoshihiro who said such lines was really arrogant as hell.

"What else do you want to do? "

The strange thing was that Akao didn't feel disgusted by it, but rather found it interesting, this guy called Itou Yoshihiro, he really wanted to take him more and more.

"It's nothing, I'm just talking, so I'll go pack. "

"You can leave once you're done, there's nothing else today. "

"I understand."

Itou Yoshihiro gave Akao a salute in a slightly joking manner and walked quickly into the office.

Akao stayed where he was to finish his cigarette, and then without showing his face, he also entered the company and walked wordlessly towards the warehouse, wondering and wanting to see how Itou Yoshihiro would react to the things in the warehouse, for example, the 'goods' that had just entered the warehouse in the morning.

This was a common means he used to test newcomers.

He moved step by step, gradually approaching the warehouse, and could vaguely see the back of Itou Yoshihiro, the other party was still completely unaware of his approach.

The quietly approaching Akao, unaware of the Itou Yoshihiro doing his own thing.

Akao walked to the warehouse door about two meters outside the position, stopped, he saw Itou Yoshihiro, is a regular sorting of boxes scattered all over the floor.

This scene may be nothing, but after sweeping the warehouse once, Akao's face became ugly, he quickly step forward, hand on the shoulder of Itou Yoshihiro, in the moment of pressing, Akao clearly felt Itou Yoshihiro's body trembled, like a hidden worker who is always worried about being discovered, the moment of discovery and therefore the moment of shaking, together with the emergence of Fear.

"Where is the girl? "

Akao's hand gripped Itou Yoshihiro's shoulder, and his distrust of Itou Yoshihiro was stirring at this moment.

"What are you talking about, Akao-san. "

Not overwhelmed by Akao's aggressive aura, Itou Yoshihiro decisively broke Akao's hand and stepped back to keep a small distance from him.

"What's in the warehouse, isn't it all goods, Akao-san? "

"You ......"

Akao tried to get angry, but was interrupted again by Itou Yoshihiro.

"Even if there is a little girl, it's no longer goods, isn't it? "

Itou Yoshihiro said so, and showed Akao a particularly large paper box in the corner.

"......"

The words finally stopped Akao's mouth and took his breath away, and Akao, who didn't say anything more, just went straight to the box, opened it slightly to take a look, and then left.

After confirming that Akao has left, Itou Yoshihiro expressionless walk to the wall, back against the wall, gently exhale, the whole body is soft that way, sliding down to the ground, bowed legs sitting.

He did not calculate that Akao would actually come over to spy on him, such a serious oversight led to him just now by Akao directly scared. Despite being frightened once a serious faltering, he still tried and succeeded in confusing Akao past.

--There was no time to waste.

Itou Yoshihiro got up and walked quickly to the large box in the corner. The girl in the box was Uesugi Yuuki, her hands and feet were tied with ropes, her mouth was taped with thick tape, and she was still sleeping. Itou Yoshihiro took a picture of the scene with his cell phone, then loosened the rope without tearing off the tape. He was going to wake up Yuuki, but gave up when he thought of his current costume and the consequences of waking her up.

--A photo alone wasn't enough.

Itou Yoshihiro sought help from the police, but in contrast, he also had to provide evidence that would convince them, which is what he did when he came to Akao's office this morning.

Mizuo Koga sat on the floor, staring at the camera in his hands.

For an elementary school student, what happened today was too much, so much so that she was a little confused about what was reality and what was her fantasy.

For example, did the boy who just appeared in front of her eyes, comforted herself, and then disappeared, actually appear or not?

Mizuo could not find any evidence in this room that could prove that he had really existed.

"......Ziongzong Brother."

For the first time, she realized she was so needy, impatient and unbearable.

She knew there was little she could do, too little courage.

But she couldn't just hide at home like this and do nothing.

--You're the one who started the trouble, and now you're being such a coward, aren't you afraid of being laughed at, Koga Mizuo?

She, standing up.

--It's not just about you anymore.

Even if she can be sorry for others, sorry for herself, but she can't be sorry for Yuuki who was taken away for her own sake, no matter what, she has to do something, no matter how insignificant it is, she wants to do her part.

--Nothing to be afraid of.

Koga Mizuo, with the camera in her pocket, set out in a spirited manner.

She arrived with trepidation and trembling, but with her head poking through the wall in front of her, Akao's company was in full view.

--Nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be afraid of.

She moved first one foot, then the other, carefully letting her left eye show just that little bit.

--Eh?

Mizuo, who had a million ideas and was worried about discovery, found Akao's office empty, not even a single person, and the door was still closed, exactly the same as when she came in the morning.

"What's the matter, there's no one here. "

She muttered to herself, saying the words just for her own ears, otherwise she was afraid that she would be too defeated by the unexpected comfort to move on after this situation.

"You haven't done anything yet, Koga Mizuo. "

She said so and tried to move forward, but only her upper body moved forward, and her legs, which were not obedient, nearly made her fall straight forward like that.

Her legs were already so weak that they were trembling indefensibly.

--Damn it.

But we have to go forward anyway, right? We've come this far.

Koga Mizuo, clumsily moving her feet with her hands, took a difficult step and then finally jogged up and ducked into the outer wall of Akao Corporation.

In her just crouched down in the wall to hide when the roar of car engines suddenly sounded, three trucks one after another from the main road into the alley, lined up in front of the Akao company, Mizuo panic to lower their twin ponytails to avoid cocking out to be discovered.

Only a few minutes later, the situation was completely different, and Koga Mizuo was in a complete siege.

"I'm all set here, what about you guys? "

Akao walked out of the office with his hands clasped to his chest, and a man from the lead van came down to meet him.

"What else do you need to prepare for the errand boy, and how to load the goods this time? "

"There are sixty-three boxes in the warehouse and three pieces of goods, the lead truck is not loaded, the middle truck is loaded with two pieces and the tail truck is loaded with one. "

"Okay, let's get to work now."

"Let your staff to move, I am new faces here can not be used, but this is okay. "

Akao waved his hand at the office.

"Hey, Watanabe, come out and do something."

" OK"

A lion-like man walked out with a powerful gait, and the haughty expression on his face immediately created a feeling that he was defying himself.

This man is not at all like the type that would take a job, but rather the aura of the last descendant of the royal family, the famous bloodline, his arrogance is so natural that it seems to be there since birth, pressed so that people can't lift their heads, as if the king of the king's general vigor.

But when he is in a position lower than his own, such arrogance, such untamed, only makes people resentful.

"Hey, Akao, do you really want to use a guy like that. "

No one would like a guy like him.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"He looks like he's going to climb on top of you one day."

"That's his natural ...... appearance, but you won't feel that way after you've been with him."

"Yeah, that's how you can explain it. Anyway, I did warn you."

"Well, thank you for your kind words. "

Akao smiled confidently and patted the other man's shoulder slightly harder, signaling that it was time for him to get down to business.

"I'm going to have to get out of the car and get four people to patrol the area, and two people to watch the intersection. "

"Oh, I know."

As soon as the words fell, the three vans came down at once 17 or 18 strong men, divided into and began to work.

One of them went straight to the place where Mizuo was hiding.

It doesn't know if he found Mizuo, or his patrol route is so, his distance with Mizuo shrink a little,

one step, two steps, three steps, Mizuo forced not to escape, they have passed the safe distance between them, he took each additional step, Mizuo's possibility of escape is reduced by one step.

Mizuo's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, so strongly that her thin chest cavity could hardly bear it, as if it was not surprising whenever it ruptured. But, even so, she still clutched the camera in her hand and seized the moment to take a picture of what she saw in her eyes.

Then, the man, who was already less than five meters away from her.

--I'm sorry, I did my best.

The moment she pressed the shutter, she used up all her strength, including her heart, and she just sat down where she was told to, whether she was discovered or caught, she could do nothing more.

As she guessed, she was picked up by the neck and taken into the company.

She tried to struggle, trying desperately to kick the person standing behind her, but she could not reach him.

Mizuo took a deep breath.

A large hand covered her mouth, but all that came out was a series of muffled sounds of unknown significance.

"Shh, don't make a sound."

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ！！！！"

"I'm a friend of Ziongzong's. He asked me to watch over you."

"Uh-huh?"

"Got it?"

"Yes."

"Good to understand, come in with me, there are too many people outside."

It was not until the man put Mizuo down that Mizuo could see his face.

He was a young man of 5'8", with a thin frame, long hair tied in a small ponytail at the back of his head, and a low-pressed sword brow that made him look quite mature.

"My name is Itou Yoshihiro, and you are Koga Mizuo, right?

Itou Yoshihiro's voice was a little hoarse and inexplicably convincing, especially to Mizuo, who was still young.

"Yes, you just said that you and Ziongzong are ......?

"Friends."

"...... oh."

Mizuo was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but children are always in awe of mature people, especially in critical situations, and Mizuo had an indescribable feeling of wonder for the person who had saved her life in the nick of time.

"Can you walk by yourself?"

"Yes."

"Follow me."

Five minutes later, Itou Yoshihiro took Mizuo into a relatively hidden room and closed the door.

He knew that Mizuo couldn't have come to such a place just for fun, but he also knew that he couldn't keep the girl with him for sentimental reasons.

"What is this camera?"

"I brought it here to take evidence of their crime, but I didn't get anything decent. "

"Can I see it?"

"......."

Mizuo handed the camera to Itou Yoshihiro and waited for an answer with some anxiety and anticipation.

She had only taken one picture, and hadn't managed to capture any convincing evidence.

How could it possibly pass.

--I just added to the trouble.

"Well, this photo will do."

The judgment given by Itou Yoshihiro made Mizuo so happy that she jumped up in place and wanted to cheer, but she covered her mouth in time.

"Eh! Can I use it as evidence?" The shots were just ordinary scenes and they were just standing around talking. "

Mizuo tried hard to keep her voice down, but her tone was still strong.

"Well, it can, the license plate numbers of the three trucks taken here are all questionable, so you took credit for it, I'll use the memory card of the camera first, I'll send the photos to the police. "

"...... really? "

This really doesn't seem like reality to Mizuo.

"Is there any other problem? "

"No, no, no."

"Good job, little girl."

"Yes!"

In fact, Itou Yoshihiro didn't even insert Mizuo's memory card into his cell phone, and he was just pretending to send it, because the so-called "faulty license plate number" was just a falsehood.

The photos and exhibits that could be used as evidence, Itou Yoshihiro had already found all of them during the time that Akao stayed away. The information that can be transmitted through wireless communication has been sent, while the physical evidence was hidden by him in a secret place.

--And then, what to do with you, Mizuo.

Itou Yoshihiro looked at Koga Mizuo, who was standing in front of him with great interest, and was a bit worried.

It is obviously not sensible and scientific to take her with him to run into some trouble, and to send her back, now there are people from Akao everywhere outside, if only Itou Yoshihiro himself, maybe there is a way, but if you take a little girl in the sixth grade, then he can not guarantee a 100% safe and sound.

As for leaving this child where she is or finding a place to hide, this is the worst and most useless option, because he remembered that he had clearly told her to leave it all to herself to stay at home, but she still appeared here, with a camera hanging, and was nearly discovered.

When I saw her by herself, she was scared like a child in a haunted house, but now that she is with her, she is not afraid of anything.

--This child can't do anything if she is left alone.

--But if it's for someone else, if there's someone next to her, just watching, it can make her go forward.

--She is actually very afraid of being alone.

--Because Koga Shie didn't want her, because her mother didn't want her, so ......

-- so she was more afraid of being left behind than anyone else.

"What's wrong, Itou-san? What's bothering you? Tell me and I'll help you out."

"Yeah, thanks, but I've got a good idea."

"Oh, really? That was fast."

"Well, I'll take you to see two people. I think they're both the people you want to see."

"They?"

Mizuo looked confused.

"Just come with me, trust me."

"...... Well, I believe you."

Itou Yoshihiro, as Ziongzong, felt a sour feeling at this time, he had worked so hard for so long without being able to win the words "I believe you", but now, just in another shell, it was so easy to be trusted by this quirky and inscrutable little devil.

--The parent-child version of the drawbridge effect.

He could only allow the bitterness in his heart to spread out.

After all, he can not be pampered, can not be capricious, he does not have the power to do these things.

Because the king cannot show weakness in front of people, and the gods, too, cannot allow themselves to ask anyone for warmth.

After all, Itou Yoshihiro, Uesugi Ziongzong, who, as a chief surgeon, just now, decided to perform an internal surgery without anesthetics for this patient, Koga Mizuo.

This is cruel, but also necessary, because what needs to be treated is the heart, if the heart is anesthetized, no feeling of the heart, and how to take it?

The two of them went all the way without incident, just as Itou Yoshihiro had judged, Akao's men were busy with the periphery, while the interior was empty and undefended at this time.

In the process of climbing the stairs, the smell of A4 printer paper gradually became the mainstream of the air. Small and tight single office cubicles are the main layout of the second floor, just stand and you can see the opposite, dark stairway.

The enclosing screens that make up this layout are the most convenient option for hiding. Only, the dimness of the place, as well as the cold silence, are telling Itou Yoshihiro no need to hide.

There was no one on this floor.

The stacks of boring documents on each table are just decorations, here are just decorations, props for the blindfold. There were only two places that Itou Yoshihiro thought needed attention, the stairs behind him, and the stairs opposite.

Weaving back and forth between the pages and the plastic compartments, the second floor construction, seemingly neatly, but in fact, more like a maze. If, being blindfolded and led through this place ...... the impression left would be very different from the size this floor should have had. In addition, there are two positions separate stairs, which is not just a blindfold.

-- is obviously deliberate.

This layout structure that was set up in order to detain certain people in general, a layout that was designed to create trouble for outsiders in case of an emergency, allowed Itou Yoshihiro to confirm what he had just thought.

Itou Yoshihiro continued to move up with Mizuo. The elaborate structure was transformed into immobile corpses lying behind them, and in front of them was the blackened iron gate.

The door latch was hung with a stiff-edged brass lock the size of a fist.

Itou Yoshihiro looked up the stairway for a while, but found no place to climb up.

--There was no way to go up from here.

Although he had just been up there, the door had been locked without his knowledge. He didn't take this as evidence that he had been discovered, because it was common sense to lock the door when going out, and it was only natural to lock some internal equipment when all personnel were working at the company's entrance.

But how he was going to bring Mizuo up became a tricky problem.

Itou Yoshihiro searched for light in this dimly lit floor and went to the window. The drainage pipe, which he couldn't reach from downstairs, was above the window, and after confirming that no one was downstairs, he turned back to Mizuo and looked at him.

"Come here. "

That was a commanding tone.

"Huh? What is it?"

But Mizuo had already been tamed like a rabbit, and obediently walked over to Itou Yoshihiro without the slightest resistance.

"Don't move, I'll take you up."

Itou Yoshihiro said, one hand picked up Mizuo, shouldered, one foot on the sill of the outer extension, only one hand grasping the drainage pipe, along the outer wall protruding all the way up easily, found a barely landing place, with the fastest speed to find a half-open window, from the pocket of the nine-sectioned whip fluttered, rustling in the air. The head of the whip around the middle of the window bar returned to the hands of Itou Yoshihiro. Stepping on the wall, one by one, wrapping the nine-section whip around his arm, Itou Yoshihiro reached the third floor.

The arm strength as well as finger strength required to do so was completely invisible from his lean frame.

But he did it.

"Arrived."

Mizuo was put down on the ground, and Itou Yoshihiro's body was so fast that she still didn't understand how she got up to the third floor.

"Wait for me here. "

Itou Yoshihiro did not intend to spend more time on communication between the two, and after quickly confirming that no one was around, he left Mizuo at the window by the stairway, and disappeared into the corridor in two or three big steps.

Itou Yoshihiro stood at the door of the room, he just knocked on the door, and, which of them will be the two to open the door, he really can not guess.

The person who opened the door was Koga Shie.

"There is nothing wrong, right?"

Itou Yoshihiro saw Yuuki on the bed in the room, and she was asleep, so it was only natural that Koga Shie would open the door.

"As you can see."

Koga Shie turned sideways to let Itou Yoshihiro in, but Itou Yoshihiro had no intention of stepping forward.

After collecting evidence, Itou Yoshihiro, who noticed that Akao and his group had started to move, took Yuuki out of the warehouse ahead of him and put a substitute of about the same weight in the original box containing Yuuki to delay discovery.

It was impossible for him to carry Yuuki around with him, so he entrusted him to Koga Shie.

The location of Koga Shie was discovered by Itou Yoshihiro inadvertently during the process of collecting evidence, but this is not surprising when combined with the information that he had seen Koga Shie enter the company at night near dawn.

To Koga Shie, Itou Yoshihiro was a stranger.

"There's one more thing I need to ask you. "

Itou Yoshihiro didn't think of trusting Koga Shie as a gamble, he knew she was trustworthy because his previous suspicions about Koga Shie had been proven.

"I'll ask for your help to take care of one more child, and I'll come to pick it up before noon. "

"It doesn't matter, I can't sleep anyway."

Wouldn't it be enough to just say "Okay", but Koga Shie always had to put on a mask of indifference, and Itou Yoshihiro knew that such lack of candor, as well as her paranoia, were the reasons why her relationship with Mizuo had become so strained.

"Then I'll bring her over, right next to me.''

A minute later, Ziongzong brought Mizuo into the room. The moment Mizuo and Koga Shie met was brief, the two just glanced at each other and misplaced their eyes, as if they were strangers with no connection.

But this meeting will change something that exists within them.

Itou Yoshihiro, Ziongzong, thought so.

"Then I'm counting on you."

With these soft words, Itou Yoshihiro closed the door and left, leaving the three people inside.

This would lead to something, and that's what he was expecting.

Even though it was already morning, the interior of the five-story building with the signboard of "Kureha Heart Freight Trading Branch" was still asleep, especially on the third floor of the building, and most of the area was covered in darkness except for the area by the window that was slightly lit.

In between the light footsteps rarely sounded, and it was the prostitutes who were walking, returning to the various dormitories, among which one belonged to Koga Shie.

If it were normal, she would have fallen asleep long ago, and the day was her night, and she could not find the light in the night.

Ever since, after taking that kind of job for money.

Her insomnia this morning was unexplained, her body would always be inexplicably capricious, not caring at all about one's mood or taking care of one's needs. So, when the tall, thin man tumbled in through the window, she saw it clearly.

He was a young man of five-foot-eight, with a lean frame, longer hair tied in a small ponytail at the back of his head, and sword brows that were pressed down to make him look rather mature.

The light from the window was blocked by him, casting a thin shadow on Koga Shie's face. She did not know this man, nor had she seen him before. She was already numb to life and had no interest in this sudden intruder, who, coincidentally, did not seem to notice her either, and after a moment's pause, walked towards the door.

The alcohol that she drank last night, after resting all night, suddenly rolled up in my stomach at this time.

"...... uh-uh."

Koga Shie clenched her teeth to hold back from throwing up, but this muffled sound from her throat made the intruder notice her presence. He closed the door in a flash, crouched down while putting his hands in his pockets, the speed of his reaction and the decisiveness of the way he took the response made Koga Shie think he was the type of character in the movies.

Secret agent, assassin, anti-terrorist unit, whatever, the degree of seriousness of his work made Koga Shie can't help but have a hint of interest in him. But she remained lying on the bed as she was, just letting things continue to unfold.

The intruder quickly followed the sound to its source, and he squinted against the light from the window, noticing the woman lying on the bed, curling her body into a ball, Koga Shie.

In his eyes, the purple dress, with the curve of the body, sunk into a large number of deep folds, buried, originally dotted with, small white flowers. The wisteria that had opened so gloriously that night, now withered on the wall. The makeup was removed from her face, making her look much older, and her whole body was crawling with something called 'tiredness'.

Her eyes stayed for just a few seconds.

Koga Shie didn't understand the reason for such a serious examination of her gaze, but she didn't feel any fear at all.

--It was the consequence of last night's alcoholism.

She mocked herself and continued to let herself stay on the bed like this, waiting to die, the smell of alcohol spreading through the dormitory with her breath.

The intruder began to approach her, and Koga Shie sensed hostility from him. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of pain, what a naive and capricious realization, too childish to be someone who did not fear death, but she was.

'I won't interfere with your business.'

Koga Shie said so before the intruder could get his hands on her.

"I won't disturb your business, so don't come and disturb my sleep either."

She regretted that this would be the end of the matter, but she was really afraid of pain, and she was not a strong woman.

"Disturb?"

Except that things weren't at all what she thought they were, from the beginning, she wasn't a scriptwriter, just an actress, and it didn't seem to matter? At least in her own mind.

"Since you are already awake, I won't bother to wake you up, please clean up your room, it's a mess, the smell of alcohol is quite heavy, open the window and open the door to ventilate yourself, spray some air freshener if you have it, in about ten minutes I will bring a child over to entrust you with care, please move fast. "

The tall, thin intruder said so, his body is really slender and not at all convincing, but his hoarse voice, but Koga Shie can not help but seriously write down what he said.

--Who are you to command me?

With such thoughts in mind, Koga Shie watched the intruder leave her room.

Then, she got out of bed and began to tidy up her room.

This intruder, was an amazing guy.

When he brought back a little girl called "Yuuki", Koga Shie had already finished tidying up her dormitory, the room was small, ten minutes was more than enough for her. As if Koga Shie had uncharacteristically cleaned the room, the intruder entrusted 'Yuuki' to Koga Shie without the slightest hesitation, and after the sleeping little girl was brought up and placed on the bed, he showed no intention of staying and left straight away, leaving only a short message to Koga Shie.

"My name is Itou Yoshihiro, and I would like to thank you for taking care of her for the morning. "

What kind of overbearing and unconventional guy is this?

Koga Shie wondered how she hadn't felt any dislike for this man, which was incredible.

So, when Itou Yoshihiro brought the second girl, Koga Shie felt that her reaction had finally become normal.

She had the urge to strangle this man right then and there, with her own hands.

But she didn't do it, she couldn't do it, and she couldn't do it.

Koga Shie only glanced at her briefly, and then did not have the courage to look at her head-on again.

This child was her daughter, Koga Mizuo.

In the two years after her birth, she had also lovingly called her 'Mizuo-chan', but after that man left, she lost to life, abandoned herself, betrayed Mizuo, and stopped living an ordinary life like an ordinary, able-bodied person.

"Then I'm counting on you."

She could only let Itou Yoshihiro leave with these words, and stood by the door, letting her eyes wander around, her heart unable to find a place to land, fidgeting.

"Yuuki, it's me."

She sat down on the edge of the bed and spoke softly to the other girl who was sleeping.

"I'm sorry for bringing you into this, you have nothing to do with it. "

Koga Shie also wanted to talk to Mizuo in a normal way.

"But it doesn't matter anymore, Brother Ziongzong has found a very powerful uncle, I think he can be trusted.

But Mizuo didn't give her a chance at all.

After Mizuo stopped talking, the dormitory fell into a frightening silence.

The clumsy Koga Shie, after repeating the same mistake countless times, still failed to change herself this time.

"Why are you here."

Such cold and stinging words were not her intention, the exact opposite of what she had in mind.

But, she was still dwelling on those useless "qualifications of caring for others", "her own dirty profession", "not being able to call herself a mother", she was really a clumsy person.

"I came here to help my friend out. "

Neither of them looked at anyone, but the conversation was going on, and it was not a tacit understanding, but indifference.

If it were a normal mother and daughter, there would have been a conversation like "This is dangerous, how can you ignore yourself like this". It's like an official report, after the necessary words are said, there is nothing more to say, and the dead silence that was just waiting on the sidelines is now ready to move again.

"The bruises from the day you hit me are still there. "

So, when Mizuo said these words without warning, Koga Shie's body trembled.

"Why did you reject me? Isn't it good to live together? "

The day that Koga Mizuo said was the day that Ziongzong picked her up at night.

"Even if you beat me a lot, it doesn't matter, it's too ...... much to live alone. "

Mizuo's voice gradually choked up, she was not bound by the world's useless rules and regulations like Koga Shie, she was not good at patience like Koga Shie, she was still just a child, she wanted to say what she wanted.

She just wanted to live with her mother.

It was not an excessive request, as it is for all children.

In such an extreme situation, she couldn't hold back.

"Even if you hate me, even if you don't want to see me, can't you just live together? "

Koga Shie closed her eyes and tried to cover her ears, not to listen to Mizuo's sobbing words, knowing that if she continued like this, she would not be able to support herself.

However, her hands did not obey her, and she refused to cover her ears.

"I'm here today because I want to free you from this job, mom. "

Mizuo's voice was small, her words clashing with the dust in the air, so fragile that they seemed to disappear if she wasn't careful.

But, that which had remained in Koga Shie's heart for so long had collapsed with a bang.

She didn't know how long it had been since she had shed a tear.

She just wanted to shut herself out and be alone for a while.

"I'm sorry, Mizuo."

When the trembling, fragmented voice came out of her mouth, Koga Shie couldn't restrain her feelings anymore.

"I've never hated you."

The sunrise climbed higher into the sky, crossing the clouds and casting a beam of radiant gold in this small dormitory.

Itou Yoshihiro, standing alone at the intersection outside"Kuraba Heart Freight Trading Branch", looked around. The nine-section whip was folded in the middle and inserted into his belt from the bottom to the top, and the head and tail were put into his pocket. This way, in case of an enemy, he could quickly put the nine-section whip into battle by simply pulling out the head and tail.

He thought of the ice-point schoolgirl who either didn't speak or was a biochemical machine gun, Katagiri Mai.

--"Does this act of doing as you please make you happy? "

--"Does it make you feel good to freely use your power to help the weak? "

--Do you know what hypocrisy is?

--Do you think this "casual" attitude can really help?

--"Do you think that your casualness can be called kindness?"

The situation he was in, the situation he was about to face, would be more convincing than any words.

He still couldn't agree with Katagiri Mai's words, "Goodness" is always good, no matter how small.

Since he had refuted her verbally, he had to show it in his actions as well.

"Hello, I'm Ziongzong Uesugi, the middle school student who reported to the police station earlier. "

Ziongzong, who was dressed as Itou Yoshihiro, was calling in his own voice.

"I know, there is a caller ID here, this is Kazuaki Tojo, what can I do for you? "

"I sent some of the evidence an hour ago, is it enough to open a case? "

"The case was opened five minutes after I received it, and the police are on their way to the place you told us about."

"How much longer will it take to arrive?"

"About 15 minutes."

--That's too slow.

"Can't we go any faster? They've got three trucks on the way. "

"I'll arrange for the traffic police to block the road for the trucks. "

"Yes, that's right."

"That's it, don't take any action, you hear me? "

"Yes, I understand. I'm counting on you."

Itou Yoshihiro hung up the phone and turned it off.

Ziongzong Uesugi will listen to the orders of the police and will not act rashly.

But Itou Yoshihiro is not a middle school student, Itou Yoshihiro is an adult and has the ability to judge the situation independently.

Itou Yoshihiro was determined to be here, burning up like a fifteen-year-old boy.

The fatigue he had accumulated all night was treated as if it did not exist, and he was not at all interested in the complaints his body was making.

The bricks that formed the wall flew behind him in the corner of his eyes.

He couldn't wait, he couldn't do nothing and wait for someone else to help the two girls he was so hung up on.

He didn't know how strong he was, but he knew that if he went in alone, the chances of getting out in one piece were lower than if he had fallen in love with ancient Japanese.

"Have you finished loading the car? "

Akao was a bit dissatisfied with today's efficiency, because he had personally supervised the field, but the speed was not faster than before, and he was a bit sorry that he did not leave the guy called Itou Yoshihiro to help.

"One of them has just been loaded, and the other two have not been checked yet. "

The answer from his men made him want to hit someone, but to maintain the atmosphere, he just grunted.

"Then let's go with one first. "

He had already had several experiences with this kind of transfer operation.

"Understood."

"Hey, go get the driver up, it's time to go."

"Oh."

"......"

All these busy scenes came into the view of Itou Yoshihiro.

--Six, seven ...... eight people.

Running, he slowly slowed down until finally, he stood in front of the main gate of "Kuraba Heart Freight Trading Branch".

"What are you doing? Get out of the way and go away. "

"What are the patrols doing? ......"

Immediately, someone came up to chase Itou Yoshihiro away, but he didn't take Itou Yoshihiro too seriously, he just yelled at him from afar.

"The car, there is no need to drive."

Itou Yoshihiro swung a whip, and the head of the whip fell heavily on the front window of the truck, which immediately made a cracking sound, and cracked white marks appeared on the glass, and then, another blow fell on the same point, and the glass was hit and turned into pieces.

Such a noisy provocation drew the attention of everyone present.

In the face of the crowd's attention, Itou Yoshihiro wrapped the nine-sectioned whip that was flying in the air around his hand, and after scanning the room, he spoke in a thin voice.

"I am here to stir up trouble."

The huge manor house was a vast expanse, a huge mansion hidden in the sea of forest, with flying eaves poking out above the canopy of trees.

This was the private land of the Manranyama family, the size of which was a little larger than ten standard soccer fields combined. Such a scale is proportional to its power in the business world. As one of the three giants of the Japanese business world, the Manranyama family has a deep and unshakeable reputation.

Inside, the Miss Manranyama family's eldest daughter was receiving a 'guest' in her office room.

The eldest lady was named Manranyama Souren , with long black hair and a dignified appearance, a Yamato Nadeshiko-like girl. The man standing in front of her was a man of about forty years old, nearly one meter nine meters tall with a strong body full of oppression, like the black rigid oars of a giant wheel that is as hard as people dare not approach.

"Mr. Shinran, can you please help me kill someone?

It was a conversation that was abnormal from the beginning.

"You're not like the polite Mr. Narumi . "

"Father is father, I am me, I just want to ask you to do me this favor, can you? "

"Yes, I can. ...... But is it a request for this gift? "

The man called Shinran was currently holding a large bow over two meters long in one hand, and from the conversation, it seemed that this was a gift from Souren.

"No, this is just a favor to me. "

Manranyama Souren smiled politely, her words were humble, but her attitude was not condescending.

''Oh, you're getting better at talking as you grow up, little girl, so which unlucky guy was chosen by you? ''

Mr. Shinran was amused by her, and received the large bow behind his back.

''It's this boy in the picture.''

Mr. Shinran reached out and took the picture from Souren-san, and after just one glance, he frowned.

"You're going against Narumi, aren't you, Souren.

"Shin ......"

Before saying the name, she stopped in time.

"Father, has he given instructions? "

"...... is a 'forbidden object', issued a while ago. "

Mr. Shinran stretched his hands helplessly and took a few steps back to lean against the wall, waiting for Souren to make a statement.

"Then ......"

After a long hesitation, Souren spoke again.

"Can you please give him a sufficient amount of warning so that he won't get involved in the life of ordinary students in the future? "

"Can you tell me the reason for this, Souren?"

"This is a request from the Manranyama family. ...... Can I say that?"

Souren bowed deeply to Mr. Shinran.

"I don't hate such a statement."

Here, they made some kind of agreement.

Under the office building, inside the outer fence, the shards of glass that fell to the ground reflected the sunlight on the ground, and the autumn leaves fell quietly, overwhelmed by the depressing atmosphere of the place.

Itou Yoshihiro has been surrounded by a group of eleven enemies he has seen, all holding metal batons in their hands, and where to hide a knife on the body, that is also a matter of course.

Can fight or not, Itou Yoshihiro do not know the answer. But this has been out of common sense, a person against eleven people, even with firearms such as guns in hand, that is also very difficult to deal with the situation, not to mention, here and now is only a weapn, a person is not possible to beat is a person.

A third-year high school student, and eleven adult strong man.

The circle was shrinking little by little.

"What are you doing, Itou Yoshihiro! "

Akao, who was in the pile of people, recognized the visitor as a guy who had recently worked under him as he approached.

"Well, if it isn't Mr. Akao. "

Itou Yoshihiro waved to him without any tension, and his reaction made the people around him relax their guard, thinking that it was just a misunderstanding.

"I'm here to make a scene, but I don't seem to have made my point clear. "

With a smile, Itou Yoshihiro muttered, the volume was deliberately lowered by him, and no one around him heard it.

"Then it would be rude. "

His hand reached out to his pocket, a move of unknown intent that made the people around him instantly alert, but their reaction speed was too slow compared to that of Itou Yoshihiro.

The hand that swung forward from the bottom threw the nine-section whip forward, and then twisted the wrist back to the elbow to bend the head of the whip back into the hand.

In just a moment, the person closest to Itou Yoshihiro fell down.

The head of the whip struck him right in the middle of his forehead, at the highest point, the vital point, giving him a heavy blow, causing him to lose consciousness and fall straight backwards.

"This way, you all understand, right? "

Itou Yoshihiro said so, the volume was still low, but this time the opponent responded, and the raised baseball bat was the best answer.

--Then you're welcome.

For Itou Yoshihiro, there was no such thing as being polite, he was not a polite guy from the beginning.

As he sent the nine-knot whip again, he pressed the button on the end of the whip, and the N2 jet at the base of the whip immediately began to work, spewing powerful airflow into a strong thrust, and this sudden acceleration again disrupted the opponent's rhythm, passing through the block of the baseball bat and hitting the small of the back.

"Two."

He threw his nine-sectioned whip around his body and confronted several enemies who were advancing cautiously, looking for the next opportunity to attack - the key to the battle between long-range and close-range weapons is distance, and Itou Yoshihiro intended to use the distance he had from the start to eat them up.

However, it doesn't matter even if he can't finish them.

Because the nine-section whip is a weapon without length, it is a long-range weapon, but it is more than a long-range weapon.

The process of entanglement is arduous.

Tight nerves can not have the slightest relaxation so as not to miss any opportunity to attack or defend, the slightest negligence will bring fatal injuries.

After ten minutes, Itou Yoshihiro gasped and dropped the head of his whip, which was flying high in the air, from top to bottom, on top of the last enemy on the field, and the enlightening blow took away his will for just a moment, and he fell to his knees, then fell face down on the ground.

"......"

--I can't believe I won.

Itou Yoshihiro felt incredible about this victory, he hadn't even been touched once.

Since the result was good, he didn't have time to worry too much about it first. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to check the condition of the nine-section whip, which had suffered no damage except for a few minor abrasions, and had three N2 jets left after initially using one. This should be said to be the killer move of Itou Yoshihiro, a single point of injection can increase the impact force to one point five times, which is an excellent complement to his slightly lacking in power.

--seven ...... eight ...... ten.

He then counted the number of people he had put down and realized that one person was missing, the guy with the blond hair, Akao.

--fled into the building, I think.

He vaguely remembered that, plus he himself had attacked through the entrance, there was no way he would have let anyone out.

--The police were about to arrive.

Rationally speaking, there was no need for Itou Yoshihiro to continue to fight. What should be stopped was already over, and he didn't know how many people were in the building or what armaments the other side had hidden, so going in alone always seemed like a bad idea.

But it was Ziongzong who obeyed the police command, not him, Itou Yoshihiro.

The leisurely slow flip of the nine-section whip, he felt that not personally to go hard, head-on punch Akao, is not like his style.

If there is no Akao, Koga Shie may be bound by the profession of a prostitute.

If there was no Akao, Koga Shie might have been able to clear herself early on and stop thinking she was dirty and disgusted with herself.

If it were not for Akao, Koga Shie would have lived with Mizuo, like a normal family.

If it were not for Akao, Mizuo would not be alone in the middle of the night, bruised and battered on the road with no one to take care of her.

If it were not for Akao, Yuuki would not have been taken away, would not have been locked up in a warehouse, would not have been injured by sharp stationery.

If it were not for Akao, he would not have stayed out all night alone and frozen, not worrying about this and that, not living like a student, gagging and playing with friends in school, or meeting a girl around the corner in the library.

If there was no Akao ......

Itou Yoshihiro capriciously put the blame on Akao's head

to the root of the matter, the guy who did child kidnaaping, the guy who endangered the future of the world, just one reason, Itou Yoshihiro should use his fist.

He has set up his role as a hot-blooded man with the appearance of an older man and the heart of a 15-year-old boy.

Akao, he is a big bad guy who reaches out to children.

The so-called bad guys, the so-called bad guys, the definition is so simple.

The self-proclaimed gods of Ziongzong will judge you as guilty, you are unforgivable.

His hair is messy, domineering and unruly, just like his personality, which will never be straightened out. At the moment, he is leaning back on the sofa and dozing, having just finished the task at hand plus waking up early, making sleepiness sweep over his whole body again.

He is called Watanabe Gengou, a man who is as arrogant as a lion.

While he was resting peacefully, a series of rhythmless footsteps disturbed him in his sleep.

"What is it, Akao-san, that you are in such a hurry to leave? "

He opened one eye and caught the figure that flashed before him.

"You're here, just in time, help me clean up that guy, Itou Yoshihiro, you know who it is, right?"

--Itou Yoshihiro?

In the back of Watanabe Gengou's mind, there was indeed such a vague shadow.

"I know, but I want ...... for today's salary."

"You're getting five times today, is that enough?"

"Oh, that's enough. I appreciate it."

He wanted to get twice as much and be satisfied, but he didn't expect to meet such an open-minded boss, so he walked downstairs with great enthusiasm, and he vaguely heard the sound of the fight outside, so he got a good idea of the strength, speed, fighting style, and the weapon used by this man called Itou Yoshihiro.

--It was a long whip? It seems a little different.

Watanabe Gengou descended the stairs four or five steps at a time, and then on the next floor, he met with Itou Yoshihiro.

"Oh."

Itou Yoshihiro stopped in his tracks and greeted him with a smile.

--Strange guy.

"Well, hello."

Watanabe Gengou tried to respond with a smile, but judging from the change of expression on Itou Yoshihiro's face, he knew that he had failed. Even if he himself tried to make a calm smile, the effect to others was bound to be a condescending scorn.

"This isn't the first time we've met, is it, sir? "

Although it was a question, there was no tone of question at all, and his eyes, which were slightly brown, looked rather cloudy. Watanabe Gengou was a little taller than Itou Yoshihiro, and his sight from above was quite sharp.

"The same place where he works for the same person, so naturally it would not be the first time he met him. "

Itou Yoshihiro casually inserted his hands into his pockets, and Watanabe Gengou, who noticed this, took a half step back.

He hadn't seen where his opponent's weapon was, if it was a long whip, it should have been stowed somewhere on his body and was easily visible, but he couldn't find it.

--Not a whip?

"So, what are you doing now, beating up your own employer?"

"Beating up your own employer? Haha, that's a funny way of saying it, I like it. "

Itou Yoshihiro smiled and took two more steps forward, while Watanabe Gengou took two steps back accordingly.

"It's just that this employer, the bastard called Akao, offended the two girls that I like so much, so I came to clean him up. "

"Girls", you mean loli, or two? You're such a pervert."

"When you say that, it seems a bit."

Itou Yoshihiro was amused by Watanabe Gengou, and Watanabe Gengou himself found this guy Itou Yoshihiro very funny.

"Five times the daily wage is not a big deal, it's only for one day anyway. "

Watanabe Gengou tilted his head.

"If you want to escape, you can do it now, I'll pretend I don't know anything. "

It was hard for Watanabe Gengou to give up the monetary benefits, and the decision he made now was a sign of how much he was interested in Itou Yoshihiro.

"Where is that coming from? If you want to escape, please feel free, I won't attack you in the back. "

The sparks that crossed between their words gradually took on the smell of gunpowder.

"I'm not boasting, but I'm very strong. "

"How strong?"

Itou Yoshihiro's surprise attack was so fast that it matched the word "surprise attack" perfectly.

When Watanabe Gengou was slightly embarrassed for saying that he was strong, the head of the nine-knot whip flew in the air, and when Watanabe Gengou reacted, the distance between the head of the whip and his forehead was less than ten centimeters.

"Wow--"

He decisively took the evasive posture of lowering his waist and avoided the head-on blow with ease.

--What is that? It doesn't look like a long whip.

Itou Yoshihiro's movement of the whip was so fast that Watanabe Gengou couldn't see what kind of weapon it was, but he only estimated the distance of his opponent's attack.

"You're really mean, how can you suddenly strike when you're talking about it. "

"Do I have to say "I'm going to hit you" before hitting someone like a child, like a movie idiot? "

Watanabe Gengou was quite satisfied with this answer, rather he also thought so, and while talking, he already ran, no matter what weapon it was, there would be no more secrets once he closed the distance.

Just as he predicted, the rapidly decreasing distance made his opponent falter, and Watanabe Gengou swung his right fist with all his might, but instead of landing on Itou Yoshihiro's head as he had expected, his fist was avoided by staggering the force with his arm, and taking advantage of this short break, he took several steps back and swung his whip, a violent ranged whip that forced Watanabe Gengou to retreat three or four meters with his arms shielding his front.

-- Finally, it was clear.

--What is this knotted metal whip?

--Never seen anything before, too interesting, this guy.

Watanabe Gengou craned his neck and took up a fighting stance, stepping left and right in small steps, leaping forward.

Itou Yoshihiro knew he was in for a tough fight.

The guy in front of him, called Watanabe Gengou, had insight, thinking ability, and reaction power beyond his imagination, and was not in the same category as the gang at the door.

--so it should be glad that he was not at the door just now.

Itou Yoshihiro thought closely about the way to deal with this tricky guy.

The way he looked at himself was full of disdain, but his attack was so serious that he felt he had no chance to take advantage of it.

--My body looks thin in his eyes, right?

--compared to his strong muscles.

It was a matter of a split second. The nine-sectioned whip is not an open and honest martial arts tool, the nine-sectioned whip is a concealed weapon.

The first attack did not succeed, and Itou Yoshihiro felt that his chances of winning were less than half.

He put his left hand diagonally across his chest, his right hand slightly lower, perpendicular to his left hand, and placed it on the inside, switching to a close combat stance.

The flow of blood began to accelerate.

"Finally I can see, you are using a metal whip or something like that, what is it called? "

Itou Yoshihiro didn't understand why his opponent wanted to talk at this time.

It's called "I won't tell you."

But it's not like he wouldn't use the conversation to disturb the other party.

"......"

So, Itou Yoshihiro's answer made Watanabe Gengou so speechless that he even lost the thought of fighting for a moment.

How did you meet such a childish and funny opponent?

This was Watanabe Gengou's mental activity.

"Let me guess, is it called a metal knuckle whip? "

Watanabe Gengou again began to approach tentatively, because Itou Yoshihiro looked like he was taking a close combat stance, but what else was hidden there, Watanabe Gengou could not tell.

"I'll tell you if you guess correctly. "

In response to Watanabe Gengou's approach, Itou Yoshihiro began to move around the circle. He felt that this opponent was much more powerful than he thought, and the thought that he would not be able to defeat him, even though he had not felt that he would lose when he had just fought eleven to one, now came to his mind.

In the exchange of blows just now, obviously caught his breakthrough to impose a counterattack, but not a single hit, with a distance of no more than two meters, from the time he saw himself strike to the nine-section whip hit him, just within 0.1 seconds. And he not only reacted, but also dodged.

Observation, foresight, reflexes.

--Dangerous guy.

Itou Yoshihiro suddenly took a big step forward and swung his nine-sectioned whip in a half circle behind him before slashing down at his opponent head-on, but even with this unexpected attack, he still failed to hit him.

No, to be exact, it didn't hit at all.

There was a hint of blood on Watanabe Gengou's lips.

"How about No need to show such a grim expression, tell me quietly? "

Watanabe Gengou's smile was as arrogant as the king's eyes, but the dark red blood flowed from the crack of his lips, along his chin, and dripped onto the ground, spreading out on the black marble floor, turning into a crimson flower inside the black curtain.

--And finally, I've met him.

"Don't be disgusted with me, you're still pretending to be cute at your age. "

Itou Yoshihiro didn't move forward because he was too greedy to attack, he took the nine-section whip back to his side and circled his opponent again.

Watanabe Gengou also has no intention to rush, he whistles while slowly approaching Itou Yoshihiro as if nothing is wrong.

--He was trying to force him back and eat him up.

Itou Yoshihiro chose to retreat, he had too little grasp of this guy's means of attack, but, after retreating a few steps, he felt a cold touch on his back.

Behind him was already the iron gate, and there was no way to retreat.

-- This guy is arrogant, but not stupid, and the circuitous approach turned out to have a purpose.

Itou Yoshihiro knew it was too late to notice this, and the opponent's slow steps were still closing in, and he was alerting Itou Yoshihiro's attack range while still seeking a distance that would allow him to hit him before Itou Yoshihiro could strike.

He is not so arrogant as to ignore everything, he fears Itou Yoshihiro's ability to attack.

Pulling back his open hand and putting it naturally into his pocket, Itou Yoshihiro thrust his hands into his pockets, as did Gengou Watanabe.

The threat of the unknown is the eternal enemy of man, the same as always.

As Itou Yoshihiro guessed, the other side's pace was slowed down as a result. The opponent was controlling the angle he could escape from while shortening the distance, and he was confident that he could dodge his attack within that distance. Itou Yoshihiro and he looked at each other, looking for even the slightest break in each other's eyes.

The two hands that Itou Yoshihiro had stuck in his pockets held the nine-sectioned whip and the cell phone respectively.

This is his last bet to get out of the corner after being pinned down.

He was not interested in what would happen to him if he failed, what he cared about was how a man could keep the two young ladies upstairs waiting, and what reason could a man have to justifiably miss his appointment.

He noticed his body temperature was rising rapidly, adrenaline was being secreted in large quantities, making his heart rate increase, blood pressure rise, and his whole body senses were hyper-excited.

The adrenaline is a double-edged sword like a stimulant, if you can't adapt to it, you will only damage your body, or even lose your strength on the spot.

"What's the matter, don't you want to attack? "

Watanabe Gengou said provocative words in a languid manner, and with each foot and step, he was silently closing the distance.

It was obvious that he was the one with bare hands, but he was calm and comfortable, making various expressions without any concern. Whenever he spoke, the blood that had not yet stopped flowed out of his split lip, and he was constantly applying pressure towards Itou Yoshihiro, trying to shock his opponent and take advantage of his hesitation in the gap.

--It was close.

With about three meters to go, Watanabe Gengou's pressure made it difficult for Itou Yoshihiro to move an inch. It's not the height, it's his aura at this point, which is completely overpowering, both in terms of fighting technique and physique, making Itou Yoshihiro feel like he's at a disadvantage.

At the same time, the nine-section whip is a weapon that requires space, and the space he can use is constantly decreasing.

Like a sealed glass box filled with water at a steady rate without stopping, the water had risen to the neck of Itou Yoshihiro, who was waiting for the moment when the fish leaped out of the water, but if he jumped too late, he would suffocate and die.

Watanabe Gengou stopped.

He pulled his hands out of his pockets and pressed his neck.

--This is coming.

Itou Yoshihiro held his breath.

--Massaging his neck was just an illusion, moving his hands to the ready position was the intention.

"I told you, I'm strong."

Watanabe Gengou spoke while squeezing his knuckles, making a loud clicking sound.

The distance was about to reach the critical point of two meters, a distance that Itou Yoshihiro could attack by simply striking, and a distance that Watanabe Gengou could rush into close combat with a single stride.

When thinking is useless, just trust your instincts. Human beings are hardy creatures who have survived the strict selection of nature by relying on their "instincts".

What Itou Yoshihiro saw was Watanabe Gengou with his arms in front of him.

What Watanabe Gengou saw was Itou Yoshihiro with his hands in his pants pockets.

Where he would attack from, which side of the weapon was hidden, these were the things they focused all their attention on at the moment.

The difference is that Itou Yoshihiro knew that Watanabe Gengou must have been thinking about the question "which side is the weapon hidden on" and used all his senses to judge, while Watanabe Gengou did not think about the possibility of Itou Yoshihiro.

Which one of them was more nervous.

If the nerves are too tight according to the layout of Itou Yoshihiro, Watanabe Gengou will definitely lose.

The first person to make a move was Itou Yoshihiro, the left hand holding the cell phone was quickly withdrawn from the pocket, Watanabe Gengou, who caught this action, immediately stepped to the right of Itou Yoshihiro, but what flew towards him was not a nine-section whip, but a cell phone, this moment of dismay gave Itou Yoshihiro a perfect opportunity to attack, while Watanabe Gengou used one hand to pluck the oncoming cell phone, the nine-section whip in Itou Yoshihiro's hand had The nine knotted whip in Itou Yoshihiro's hand had swept towards the upper part of Watanabe Genno's body following the track from the lower right to the upper left.

Although Watanabe Gengou barely evaded, the sharp edge of the whip head still cut his clothes and cut his skin, and the cut flesh and blood fragments barely stayed on the whip head for a while before being blown off by the strong wind pressure, leaving only dark red blood spots.

This is far from the end.

Not waiting for the opponent to stand firm, Itou Yoshihiro has already chased his body to within the attacking distance, turning his body to throw the nine-section whip horizontally, there is nowhere to escape Watanabe Gengou, only with his left hand to protect his body, barely withstand the blow.

The muffled sound of the whip head colliding with the arm was the sound of bones breaking.

Itou Yoshihiro had no mercy on him, and the head of the whip circled around the track and then attacked Watanabe Gengou's head again, which he thought was the last blow.

However, Watanabe Gengou dodged it, bent down and rolled in a forward lunge, pulling away from Itou Yoshihiro in one fell swoop.

--Damn.

Itou Yoshihiro was in pursuit of a quick ending the fight, but his opponent was enjoying the fight with the usual leisure.

"You, and your weapon, are a little scary.

The two men, who had regained their distance, once again entered into a confrontation, and although Itou Yoshihiro had inflicted considerable damage on Watanabe Gengou during the exchange, the relationship between the two men's auras did not change now.

Watanabe Gengou lifted his left hand and scratched his hair, his expression like a child seeing a toy he likes, a toothy child, an arrogant lion cub, and seemingly in a happy mood.

Itou Yoshihiro's state of mind, on the other hand, took a sharp turn for the worse. He thought that the other party's left hand, which should have been broken, was now scratching his hair as if nothing had happened, and that the other party's physical strength was far beyond what he had perceived.

'Play with me a little longer.'

Watanabe Gengou said so with a relaxed expression, but in fact he was already suffering from pain, although the ulna of his left hand was not broken, but it was also cracked to a shallow depth, and he was pursuing the ultimate state, forgetting the pain with his own excitement.

"...... are you a monster. "

Itou Yoshihiro, who did not know the inside story, silently raised the seriousness of the matter to a higher level in his heart, and he reorganized his stance, determined to use his full strength right here.