Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 261 Want to see "what you like"

Sunglasses, gloves, belts, and other such accessories are commonly seen on Wu Fengshui, reflecting a sharp, military-inspired style.

She really likes this.

Shiramu understood, glanced at his phone, and realized that there was still plenty of time before the game started, so the two of them could stroll around the streets.

"Let me think about what I need to buy..."

Wu Fengshui looked left and right, then pulled Bai Mucheng forward.

Both of them were very easygoing and didn't have the habit of preparing shopping lists. They just shopped around and decided what to buy as they went, and the things they bought were all kinds of things.

Sunscreen, umbrella, small folding fan, flashlight...

While it may not be necessary to delve too deeply—after all, "Kure no Sato" is a city—this feeling of "preparing for a trip" is indeed quite nice.

"..."

The two walked around, stopping frequently, and bought several more sets of shirts and pants to change into.

When it comes to summer festivals, traditional clothing is of course indispensable in addition to ordinary clothes, which is also the focus of shopping today.

Shiraki contacted Kizaki of the "Hanayama Group" and learned that there was a good traditional clothing store nearby, so he took Wu Fengshui there with him.

The shop manager is an elderly woman who has collaborated with various yakuza groups for many years. She has an excellent reputation both inside and outside the yakuza world, and her skills are quite good.

"..."

Upon hearing that the two were friends of the Huashan Group, the old lady was very enthusiastic and pulled Wu Fengshui to have his body measured, insisting on personally customizing a yukata suitable for the celebration.

Bai Mucheng, carrying large and small bags, sat on a wooden chair outside the shop waiting.

The surrounding area is full of shops selling traditional crafts, each with its own unique style. There aren't many tourists, but a few knowledgeable foreigners come specifically to visit.

"Oh? What a coincidence, it's Brother Shiraki!"

Hearing the familiar greeting, Bai Mucheng looked up and saw King Lalma XIII of the Thai Royal Family, dressed in casual clothes, and the "God of War" Gaolang accompanying him.

Lalma laughed and said, "I came here to experience the exotic customs, and it feels really good. By the way, where is Miss Yusa?"

Bai Mucheng glanced at the message on his phone, "She's with Maruk, they should be over at the food street."

Lamar nodded and strolled leisurely into the store.

Gaolang, acting as a guard, waited patiently outside the shop—along with Shiraki Cheng.

Shiraki Cheng could clearly sense that Gao Lang was looking left and right, as if he was on guard against something.

"It has nothing to do with Your Highness; it's my problem."

Gao Lang, with his deadpan eyes and a helpless expression, said, "In short, if a loud-voiced Burmese man asks you about my whereabouts—don't tell him."

"..."

The old lady helped Wu Fengshui take the measurements and designed the bathrobe style, and they agreed that she would come to pick it up in two days.

Lalma also wanted to have a men's suit made, but the old lady believed that slow and careful work yields fine results and firmly refused, even though Lalma offered too much money.

……

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After saying goodbye to the three, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui continued to stroll around.

The shopping street was much busier than expected, and I even ran into more acquaintances—

【Strangler King】Imai Kosuke, and his old friend 【Tiger】Wakatsuki Takeshi.

The two had each won a match in the Kengan community and agreed to hold a celebration party nearby, planning to go for a barbecue buffet.

"I'm in excellent condition!"

Xiaoyuzhou bumped fists with Bai Mucheng, pointing to the scars on his face—the ones that had been inflicted by Sibek.

"Thanks to Dr. Yingchu, the wound is healing very well and is getting shallower..."

"..."

After saying goodbye to the two, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui walked to another street and ran into an acquaintance.

——Foolishly Katsumi.

Compared to the four people I met before, it was rather strange that the current director of the Shinshinkai, "Katsumi Yuchi," was shopping alone.

"Haha, what a coincidence, Brother Bai Mu..."

Keji scratched his head sheepishly, "I came with my parents, but shopping with them was so boring, so I made an excuse to slip away."

At this point, Katsumi suddenly leaned closer to Shiramu Cheng and said with a helpless smile, "Besides, when I'm with them, I always feel like a third wheel."

Bai Mucheng immediately understood.

Katsumi's adoptive father, Doppo Guji, and his wife had a famously good relationship, a fact well-known in martial arts circles.

Back in the Tokyo Dome underground elimination tournament, Doppo Guji once declared that he would give his wife the "champion belt" worth 1 billion yen as a necklace, a scene that was extremely dashing!

Shopping with these two must be incredibly stressful.

"There is really no way..."

Bai Mucheng put his hands on his hips, looked at Wu Fengshui questioningly, and then suggested to Ke Si, "We're about to have lunch, would you like to come along?"

Katsumi smiled and said, "Okay, it's on me."

But during their journey, Bai Mucheng started chatting with Wu Fengshui again.

Shiraki asked curiously, "Are you satisfied with the style of the yukata you ordered?"

"Not bad!"

Wu Fengshui smiled, his eyes narrowing, and tilted his head to ask, "Want to see some reference photos of the models?"

Shiramu Cheng thought for a moment, then said, "No, forget it."

Wu Fengshui was a little disappointed. "It's really good-looking. Aren't you interested, Bai Muqin?"

"Hmm... I should say, it's enough that you think it looks good, right?"

Bai Mucheng stroked his chin. "You've already chosen what you like, so I just need to admire how you look in it."

"I want to see 'what you like,' not 'what I hope for,' because that's what makes it unexpectedly 'good'!"

"..."

Wu Fengshui blinked his black-and-white eyes, smiled and curved them into crescent moons. He didn't say anything, but simply put his arm around Bai Mucheng's arm.

Yuji Katsumi followed for a few steps, then suddenly clutched his stomach and groaned, making an excuse that he had eaten something bad for breakfast. He then parted ways with the two of them, promising to treat them next time.

Swish swish!
Yuji quickly left, hiding in a street corner. After Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui left, he helplessly wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Phew! Being with these two makes me feel like a third wheel even more than when I'm at my parents' house!"

……

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After lunch, the "Summer Limited-Time Double Event" in the shopping street will begin.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui went to the booth to register.

Due to the large number of participants, the event was divided into two stages: preliminary rounds and final rounds.

There are three preliminary booths, located in various parts of the commercial district, where the competition will be held simultaneously to select three "near-champions" who will then compete in the final.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui can only participate in one of them.

While waiting for the game to start, the two ran into an acquaintance, Ichiro Nakata, the current president of "SH Frozen Food Company".

He came here to deliver sponsored iced drinks.

Rito took over the company from the Nogi Group and became a member and exclusive fighter of the Kengan Association. When there was a shortage of manpower, he would personally deliver the goods.

"Oh! Mr. Bai Mu, and Feng Shui Girl, you two are here for the event?"

Rito tossed out two bottles of iced drinks and took a hearty sip himself.

He was a little confused: "Are you here for the prizes? Or just to play?" "Your family isn't short of money, are you? You can buy the prizes. The games you'll be playing are just simple ones, nothing special..."

Hearing Rito's question, Shiraki smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Just like works of art, things or actions that are infused with human effort and will are fascinating in themselves, and that's what I like the most."

Li Ren crossed his arms, seemingly lost in thought.

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The preliminary rounds are about to begin.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui teamed up to participate in this limited-time event, cracking their wrists and necks as they did so.

Looking at the couples around them, including lovers, fathers and sons, brothers and sisters, the two couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

think carefully--

This was the first time they had participated in an activity for "ordinary people" since they had become acquainted.

To what extent should we go?

"..."

The first game was about smashing jars with sandbags.

Holding a sandbag, stand ten meters away and smash it at a pile of iron cans stacked like a flat pyramid. You only have one chance to count the number of cans you knock down.

This kind of long-range throwing that requires precision is naturally Wu Fengshui's forte.

"hey-hey……"

The girl weighed the sandbag in her hand, assumed a throwing stance, and instantly activated her body's "liberation," with blood vessels bulging around her eyes.

call out!
The sandbags were thrown out and struck the iron can pyramid like bullets.

Strangely, even though the target was hit squarely, only one can at the bottom was knocked away, while the rest of the cans remained standing.

Wu Fengshui was stunned.

The answer is inertia and friction!

The knowledgeable host immediately explained, "This lady threw it too hard, and the jar was opened too quickly, like pulling out a tablecloth quickly without the dishes falling over. That's why the jar remained standing!"

"—You get 100 points!"

Wu Fengshui: "..."

The girl, her face dark, retreated back to Shiraki Shōwa and Rihito's side.

Li Ren could only manage a forced laugh, while Bai Mucheng was brimming with confidence.

"Great, fantastic!"

The next activity is his turn, and it's a purely physical activity—hitting the sledgehammer amusement park.

Originating from a strongman competition, players use a sledgehammer to strike a sensor below; the higher the score, the greater the force applied.

Soon, after the first few people finished, it was Bai Mucheng's turn.

"call……"

Bai Mucheng exhaled a breath of hot air, gripped the hollow iron pipe, swung his two-handed plastic sledgehammer, and aimed at the sensor below him.

With arms raised high, fingers clenched, face contorted in a fierce expression as he exerted force, his waist and abdomen contracting downwards.

Swish!
However, during the high-speed descent, the hollow iron pipe was crushed due to the excessive force applied by the white wood, causing the entire pole to bend sharply upwards.

The hammerhead slipped from my hand, naturally tilting upwards, having lost most of its force, and landed lightly on the sensor with a soft "snap".

"One...one hundred points!"

The host exclaimed in surprise, "This is the lowest record for today! This contestant has broken the lowest record for this machine! Amazing!"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

He handed the broken hammer to the staff, apologized, and returned to Wu Fengshui and Liren with a dark expression.

Rito: "..."

He was sandwiched between two dark-faced men, pondering repeatedly: Is it too late for me to escape now?

The second round of the competition ended quickly.

As the bottom-ranked duo, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui faced off in the third round of the competition.

Both of them were determined to turn the tide and seize first place.

"Are you ready, Shiraki-chan!"

"Great, fantastic!"

The two clapped their hands, and then the host announced the details of the third round of the competition.

mora.

The participating teams are counted, with a total of ten rounds, and the winners receive bonus points.

Wu Fengshui: "..."

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Rihito: "?"

Without much hesitation, Shiramu Cheng took out his phone and called Yusa on the other end.

"Hey sis, I want to play rock-paper-scissors. You say ten hand gestures in order, and I'll buy you and Maruk ice cream later."

"Alas!"

Cheers came from the phone.

On that day, Shiraki Cheng left behind a legendary tale on this commercial street thanks to his miraculous "ten consecutive wins in rock-paper-scissors".

Preliminary booth number one—

Winners: Shiraki Seiwa and Wu Fengshui!
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Thanks to a miracle in the third round, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui advanced smoothly and secured their tickets to the finals.

Guided by the staff, the two, along with Rihito, arrived at the finals venue—

Fun obstacle course race!
Unlike the preliminary rounds where two players participate, in order to prevent chaos, only one player can be designated to participate in the final round.

Wu Fengshui's black eyes with white pupils darted around, glancing at Bai Mucheng.

Shiramu Chengxin understood immediately, and grinned, "That's right, let's scare everyone out of their wits!"

"..."

Soon, the third preliminary round ended before the second, and the winner arrived at the final venue.

Shiramu and the others didn't notice at first, until the host asked the third contestant's name.

"Hey, it's not convenient to use my real name, how about you call me OB?"

The host was confused.

The burly, one-eyed man explained helplessly, "OB—old boy, means graduate or senior. I'm considered a veteran in a certain field!"

Shiraki Cheng: "?"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Shiraki Cheng: "!"

The facial expression changed three times.

(End of this chapter)