Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 5 Madness
“I’ve been investigating the Mischievous Tooth Group these past few days. It seems they really did hire a ‘Kengan Association registered fighter,’ but how could a mid-to-low-level yakuza group afford to pay appearance fees?”

“There are undercurrents flowing within the ‘inner world’…”

Wu Fengshui excitedly licked his lips and waved to the girl by the roadside.

"Tonight will be very interesting. Don't worry, Garuda and I will protect you."

"Arisa-chan, come on boldly!"

"..."

Seeing that You Sha hadn't answered, probably because she didn't plan to go together, Wu Fengshui and Garuda secretly sighed in regret.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. Unlike the women from the "Wu Clan," Arisa is just an "ordinary person." It's normal for her to feel scared when she hears words like "yakuza" and "underground boxing matches."

“If you don’t want to go, there’s no need to force yourself,” Garuda leaned against the car window, comforting Yusa. “We’ll contact you by phone and he’ll tell you the results of the match—”

Before she could finish speaking, Yusa suddenly raised her hands and cheered.

"Alas!"

She ran to the car in a flash, expressed her gratitude to the two people inside, and her eyes lit up with excitement, feeling an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

"..."

This scene, however, stunned Wu Fengshui and Garuda.

Normally, the storyline should be that Arisa, with a worried expression, overcomes her fear, musters her courage, and finally gets into the car with determination.

But now, how come Yusa's eyes are shining, and she's sitting in the car with a "whoosh"?!

"Arisa-kun," Garuda couldn't suppress her curiosity, "you should know where we're going, right? Aren't you a little... scared?"

"Nope!"

Yusa rested her chin on her hand and sighed, "I am very worried about my older brother, but I'm not scared—I've always been lucky, so there won't be any problems."

Garuda was even more puzzled.

After all, as far as she knew, the brother and sister, Shiraki Shiro and Sakurai Arisa, were not having a good time; in fact, their lives were quite miserable.

Parents passed away, brother fell seriously ill, dojo went bankrupt, loan sharks harassed her, and her land was coveted by yakuza... How could Yusa claim to be lucky when all these messy things happened one after another?
"For example--"

Yusa counted on her fingers, recalling things one by one.

“I was adopted and met my grandfather and older brother; I wanted to drop out of school to pay for my brother's medical treatment, but someone came to our door offering a loan; my brother and I were about to lose our home, but then my brother's illness was cured…”

"And now—I was worried about my older brother, and then Garuda and Fengshui Sister came to pick me up."

Arisa clenched her fist tightly and said confidently, "As expected, I'm incredibly lucky!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui and Garuda exchanged a glance in the rearview mirror.

Because most members of the Wu clan are engaged in assassination, their worldview is very different from that of ordinary people. However, even from the perspective of the Wu clan, Yusa's thought process is still a bit abnormal.

Or rather, it's no wonder it's a family tradition of fighters, it carries a touch of "madness".

……

……

The car drove towards the suburbs.

Away from the city lights, stepping into the dim darkness is like stepping from the "ordinary world" into the "inner world".

The destination was an "underground casino" located in an abandoned resort.

From the outside, the place looks deserted, but once you enter the gate and walk further in, you can see an unfinished building with scaffolding on the outside and no windows installed, but the building is electrified inside.

The car was parked in the open space outside the building.

You Sha, Garuda, and Wu Fengshui got out of the car one after another and looked around.

Tonight is indeed lively.

The open space was filled not only with black sedans in a yakuza style, but also SUVs with haphazard paint jobs, and even motorcycles in the style of a bosozoku (motorcycle gang).

Stepping into the unfinished building, an even more oppressive atmosphere hits you.

Looking around, you can see many gambling establishments operating in a gray area—or even illegally, such as pachinko, mahjong, roulette, Texas Hold'em, blackjack…

Yakuza, biker gangs, thugs, and delinquents—all sorts of "bad guys" roam under the dim lights, making a constant racket.

The air was filled with the scent of cigarettes and cologne, which was slightly pungent.

Yusa couldn't help but swallow hard, murmuring, "Tonight, my brother will be boxing here..."

"wrong."

Upon hearing this, Garuda corrected, "Brother Shiraki is going to have an underground boxing match with a 'Kengan Association registered fighter,' not a real 'Kengan match.'"

Yu Sha asked, puzzled, "What's the difference?"

"There are many levels, and underground fighting also has different levels. Kengan is the top of the pyramid."

The current patriarch of the Wu clan has a deep connection with the Kengan Association, and Garuda, as the patriarch's most beloved great-granddaughter, is also a frequent spectator of Kengan matches.

She listed them off, "For example, the audience—most of the audience for the Kengan matches are members, including many tycoons and politicians; in addition to the bets between the two participants, the off-site betting amounts are also calculated in the tens of millions."

"But most importantly—the atmosphere."

"The atmosphere at a real Kengan match is far more 'exciting' than here."

Garuda yawned boredly, "In other words, even if we bring in registered fighters from the Kengan Association, this place is still just a 'fake'..."

Arisa nodded, probably understanding.

Like a low-level thug who occasionally wanders the streets, they may seem imposing, but if they were to stand shoulder to shoulder with certain tycoons, politicians, scholars, or Olympic champions, their lack of spirit and morale would be clearly visible.

"..."

As Yusa thought this, she looked around, intending to find her older brother first.

However, she suddenly bumped into someone—or more accurately, that person deliberately blocked the way for Yusa and the others. He was a scarred thug wearing a colorful beach outfit, with slicked-back hair and reeking of alcohol.

The discussion between You Sha and Garuda was not kept secret, but it was overheard by Scarface, a thug who was particularly annoyed after losing 200,000 at the gambling table, so he came to cause trouble.

"Hey, where did this brat come from spouting such nonsense? Believe me or I'll sink you all into Tokyo Bay!"

The scarred thug's small eyes stared at Yusa, who was wearing a school uniform. "Or are you two hired by someone to perform at a brothel? You're quite attractive..."

As he spoke, the scarred thug reached out to Yusa.

But the next second, the scarred thug's movements were forced to stop, because something cold was pressing against his chin—

It was a dagger, small and portable, which Wu Fengshui held in his hand.

“Our family takes promises very seriously. Since we promised to protect Yusa, we can’t ignore her mental health as well.”

Those black eyes with white pupils looked directly at the scarred thug with a hint of amusement. "Besides, you're a fake—even your threats to kill are just a bluff."

The scarred thug was instantly enraged, "Trying to threaten the yakuza with toys? Don't underestimate me!"

He clenched his fist, ready to strike.

Just as Wu Fengshui was about to retaliate, a large hand suddenly reached out from beside her, grabbed the scarred thug's wrist, and pressed it down forcefully.

"pain!"

The scarred thug felt like his wrist was about to break and was forced to kneel on the ground, still cursing under his breath.

The three girls turned their heads and saw Shiramu Cheng.

At the same time, the scarred thug, filled with rage, painfully pulled a knife from his waist and stabbed Bai Mucheng.

Bai Mucheng simply took half a step forward, twisting the scarred thug's wrist backward to distort his movements, then suddenly released it and delivered a hook punch to the opponent's lower abdomen.

"Well!"

The scarred thug groaned, immediately lost consciousness, collapsed to the ground, and vomited profusely.

Upon seeing this, Wu Fengshui's eyes lit up.

She could clearly see that, compared to three days ago, Bai Mucheng's movements were now more coordinated, and even his breathing was more rhythmic, which was truly pleasing to the eye for those in the know.

Wu Fengshui twirled the dagger, then shoved it back into its sheath at his waist, and greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, Shiraki-chan!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng glanced at Wu Fengshui, then at You Sha and Garuda behind her, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes, before nodding in response.

"Yo, good evening."

“…Huh?” Wu Fengshui was stunned.

She had a whole host of explanations in mind—after all, she had brought someone else's sister to such a dangerous place, so it was understandable that Bai Mucheng would scold her.

But Shiraki Cheng didn't seem to care at all!
However, in reality, Shiraki Cheng cared a lot, but he just came to terms with it.

He truly hadn't expected that the two girls from the Wu clan would track him all the way here, and even bring You Sha along with them.

However, upon further reflection, it seems safer for Yusa to stay at home alone than to be with the Wu clan.

So... let's just give up thinking and leave it at that!

Bai Mucheng rubbed You Sha's head and instructed, "It's very messy here. Be good and don't run around."

"Ok!"

Arisa nodded in agreement.

Wu Fengshui and Garuda couldn't help but exclaim again: Wow, these two siblings are indeed at the same level in terms of their ability to accept things!
"..."

Yusa looked at the scarred thug who had collapsed and fainted, and asked with some worry, "Brother, are we going to cause you any trouble?"

"You mean the beating incident?"

Bai Mucheng raised an eyebrow, smiled, and waved his hand, "No, don't worry."

Just then, the leader of the Mischievous Tooth Group was also drawn by the commotion. Before he could speak, Bai Mucheng grabbed him and put his arm around his shoulder like a friend.

"They should thank me instead!"

Ignoring the bulging veins on the leader's forehead, Shiraki laughed heartily, "After all, violence in this world isn't limited to the Yakuza. I just helped you avoid a big problem, didn't I, Inoue-kun?"

The leader was so angry that his eyes twitched. He was about to lash out when he suddenly noticed something.

The girl in front of me not only had a dagger at her waist, but also a certain "special outline" hidden under her clothes.

Even though the Miserable Tooth Gang is small, it is still an appendage of a large yakuza organization. Its leader, though a minor figure, has seen his share of big events and can guess the truth behind that outline—

pistol!?
real or fake……

Wu Fengshui noticed the look in the leader's eyes and reminded him with a smile, "It's the real deal."

The leader still refused to believe it, but a strong sense of unease lingered in his heart, and cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead.

What's wrong with these guys?!
"..."

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

Just as the underling was about to shake off Bai Mucheng and go have a smoke to calm down, another commotion broke out on the other side.

"what happened again!"

The leader turned his head and finally breathed a slight sigh of relief—for him, the new riots were good news, at least nothing went wrong on the other side.

Shiraki Sei's opponent tonight, a registered fighter from the top underground fighting organization "Kengan Association," arrived as scheduled and made his appearance amidst cheers from the crowd.

"Here he comes—[Nioh] Komada is here!"

(End of this chapter)