Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

Tokyoites Don't Talk About Martial Virtue (Author: Bai Mo Zhan Heitian)

Summary:

"My master said that traditional kung fu is about stopping when you've hit the mark. This means striking the enemy's weak points and vital areas relentlessly until they are unconscious."

My soul is transported to Tokyo, where I become a miserable high school student.

He only has himself left on his household registration book; he has no sister, no house, and no savings. He lives in a storage room in the attic, and he worries about where his next meal will come from. He is bullied wherever he goes...

While countless young people celebrated their youth, his youth was a picture of hell.

Fortunately, he had just learned "unrestricted fighting techniques" in his previous life, so he could withstand this kind of humiliation.

"I'm an art club member who loves paper cutting, so what's wrong with carrying scissors with me?"

"I'm also a trainee auto mechanic. Before you start nitpicking, take a look at the big wrench in my hand."

"If you are falsely accused of sexual harassment by a girl in public, don't panic. Pick up a weapon and have a fair fight to the death with her!"

"Also, when I took the dump truck driver exemption test, were you secretly watching me?"

……

What, then, is youth?

If the air is dirty, there's no need to read it.

Even if you go against the grain, you can still live your true self.

Everyday life is a series of miracles.

The girl smiled shyly, and the boy's eyes sparkled in the morning light.

Walk with her through the seasons, then burn the city to ashes.

Youth is like a summer firework bursting into bloom, or like the magnificent Tokyo Tower collapsing.

The ephemeral beauty of the night-blooming cereus is captivating, breathtaking, and stunning.

"Let's play a game! The prize is all of Tokyo and my heart!"

This is a lighthearted, everyday love story about a young man with a strong sense of martial arts who doesn't adhere to any martial arts principles in Tokyo~ (laughs)

01 Carry an umbrella on a sunny day; it's a way to encourage people to do good.

In early May, the cherry blossom season in Tokyo had already passed, and the cherry trees along the roadside had withered like embers.

Today is the first day back to school after the May Day holiday. Before the morning bell rang, students gathered in small groups in the classroom, excitedly discussing the latest happenings.

"A senior from the karate club confessed his feelings to me. What should I do? I'm so shy..."

"The band Wu Shi held a concert in Shimokitazawa the day before yesterday, and I saw Pochi Silver Hand in person!"

"Have you heard about the shooting in Akihabara? This is supposed to be a gun-free country, how could such a horrific incident happen..."

As the students were chatting, a frail-looking boy with short black hair and a somewhat gloomy expression walked in.

"Hey, the bookworm's here!"

One classmate said it casually, and the other classmates looked at him with teasing and joking eyes.

This boy is named Kyushu Makoto. He is the "shadowy" of Class 2-2, which means he is a gloomy character who is not good at socializing, is socially anxious and withdrawn, and is often ostracized.

His parents were incurable gamblers who disappeared last year at a pachinko parlor in Shinjuku-Kamurocho and have not been seen since. They are believed to have either sunk in Tokyo Bay or been sent to a fishing boat to pay off their debts.

Because of his family's financial situation, and because the surname "Kyushu" makes people think he's a country bumpkin from Kyushu Island, Makoto Kyushu has been ostracized since he enrolled in school.

Meanwhile, Makoto Kyushu himself voluntarily gave up all social interaction, did not participate in any class or club activities, and spent all his time studying alone, yet his grades were among the best.

If Makoto Kyushu were handsome, perhaps some would be moved by his tenacious spirit and praise him as a "pure and handsome academic genius who rises from the mud unsullied." Unfortunately, his appearance is very ordinary, he is only about 1.7 meters tall, as thin as a bean sprout, and he is terrible at sports. He exudes a musty smell of a loser, so he was nicknamed "bookworm".

After all, this "Private Xiujin Academy" is just a low-end private school that you can get into by paying money. Most people will enter society after graduating from high school, so they naturally look down on bookworms who study hard but are not good at socializing.

Moreover, Kyushu Makoto's personality is as dull and cowardly as his appearance; he's a submissive worm who will never fight back.

However, for some reason, Kyushu Makoto seems a bit abnormal today.

It was a sunny day, but Kyushu Makoto was carrying a long-handled umbrella and a thick, dictionary-like book in his other hand, reading as he walked.

Some students took a curious look and discovered that the book cover had the words "Wano Country Penal Code" written in large characters.

Ignoring the way his classmates were looking at him like he was a monkey, Kyushu Makoto went straight to his seat.

Then he frowned.

On his seat sat a framed photo containing his black and white portrait, just like a funeral portrait.

In the culture of Wano Country, placing items such as portraits and white vases on school desks is a way to commemorate deceased classmates.

But at some point, this behavior gradually evolved into a popular form of school bullying. Placing these kinds of things on a desk is probably a way of conveying the message, "You are not welcome in our class."

For Makoto Kyushu, this kind of thing was commonplace. At first, it was just classmates yelling at him, calling him "the son of a gambler" or "a stinking beggar from Kyushu," but it got increasingly outrageous and even escalated into physical shoving, threats, and extortion.

As for the teachers? This is Wano Country, a country where the rate of bullying is less than 3%. Without solid evidence, teachers can't do much and can only offer a token piece of advice like, "Don't go too far."

Kyushu Makoto picked up his own portrait, his expression gradually turning displeased.

The other students around him began to chuckle. As usual, Makoto Kyushu would quietly put the photo frame into his bag and then sulk for the entire day.

However, at some point, Kyushu Makoto grabbed the edge of the picture frame with one hand and clenched his fist with the other.

"Crack!!"

The boy's fist smashed the glass of the picture frame, piercing through the photo in the process.

"How childish! The idiot who came up with this prank must have grown up eating milk powder with excessive uranium levels, right?"

Kyushu Makoto flicked the shards of glass from his hand, disdainfully slammed the photo frame to the ground, and coldly swept his gaze across the entire class before demanding:

"Tell me, who did it?"

His classmates were all startled, unable to believe that this bookworm would say such arrogant words, and his eyes looked terrifying as if he wanted to devour people.

How did he become so brave after just one Golden Week holiday?

"What do you want from us for what we did?"

Just then, three boys stood up and walked arrogantly toward him.

Kyushu recognized them. The leader was a 1.8-meter-tall young man with a slicked-back hairstyle and a hooked nose named "Takatsuki Genji"; another was a chubby man with a buzz cut and a fierce expression named "Karasawa Takashou"; and the third was a blond man named "Suzuki Yuuhito".

Although the private Xiujin Academy does not admit truly delinquent students, it inevitably has a few "problem students".

These three were the troublemakers in their class, repeatedly appearing on the disciplinary committee's "purge list." They were also the ones who bullied Kyushu Makoto the most and the most excessively. The classmates would privately call them the "Three Bad Guys."

"That's so mean, you actually ruined the back-to-school gift we gave you~" Yellow-haired Suzuki said with his hands in his pockets, staring at Kyushu Makoto with a smile.

"Hey, what book is Makoto reading?" The chubby boy, Tang Ze, casually picked up Makoto Kyushu's criminal law book and read it flippantly, "Criminal Law Code... You idiot, you want to become a lawyer?"

With that, the chubby boy Tang Ze threw the book out the window. The book fell apart in mid-air, its pages bursting open like a shower of flowers.

A few students were startled by the commotion, but most of them pretended to be indifferent and watched the show from the sidelines.

Since everyone else is just watching, there's no need for me to stick my neck out for this bookworm. I might as well just be part of the "silent majority" to avoid getting into trouble.

Kyushu Makoto stared at the three, remained silent for a moment, and then murmured, "The three delinquents... right?"

Immediately afterwards, Makoto Kyushu stood up, as if preparing to leave the classroom.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" The chubby boy, Tang Ze, grabbed his shoulder, glaring at him as he asked, "You ruined the gift we gave you, aren't you going to apologize?"

Kyushu Makoto shook off his hand and smiled calmly: "There's still half an hour before class. I'm going to the park next to the school for some fresh air. Do the three of you want to come along? I'll apologize to you there."

With that, Kyushu Makoto picked up his umbrella and left the classroom. The three delinquents exchanged glances and followed him out.

There's a children's park next to Xiujin Academy. At this time of day, all the children are at kindergarten, so the park is empty.

The teacher guarding the gate didn't stop them; he just reminded them, "Remember to come back to class on time," and then let them through.

Upon arriving at the park, Kyushu Makoto, leaning on a long umbrella, smiled as he faced the three troubled teenagers.

"School bullying is not only a violation of school rules, but also a violation of the law." Kyushu Makoto asked, "You've bullied me for so long, don't you feel any remorse?"

"Hmph, what are you pretending for?" Takatsuki with the slicked-back hair snorted and shoved him.

Genji Takatsuki was a head taller than Makoto Kyushu and was also very strong. He easily pushed the small and thin Makoto Kyushu to the ground.

The other two took out their phones and pointed them at the camera, saying smugly, "Apologize to us properly, or we won't let you off the hook!"

Kyushu Makoto slowly got up and asked again in a deep voice, "Do you really have no remorse at all?"

"Stop babbling! You're so stubborn today, I'll just give you a good beating."

The three men rubbed their hands together, grinning mischievously as they surrounded him.

Genji Takatsuki stepped forward first, preparing to deliver a left-handed kick to Makoto Kyushu.

A cold glint flashed in Kyushu Makoto's eyes. He quickly raised his leg and, with lightning speed, delivered two consecutive kicks, one striking the opponent's knee and the other striking his groin.

The kicking technique he used was very similar to the intercepting kick in Jeet Kune Do. When mastered, it could shatter bricks, and both kicks hit the vulnerable parts of the human body.

"Ugh!" Takatsuki Genji collapsed to the ground in agony, convulsing and wailing, "You bookworm! You bastard!"

The other two also swung their fists and charged at Kyushu Makoto. But Kyushu Makoto gripped his umbrella tightly and stabbed each of them hard in the stomach.