Tokyo Wrestler

Or perhaps the urban fox spirits we often hear about... I wonder if fox spirits are really as delicate and graceful as legend says, with soft, wet little mouths, pink and tender paws, and fluffy big tails, they must be...

pia!

Sett, with remarkable self-control, slapped himself to extinguish any remaining thoughts of being a pervert.

Let's get serious.

Since it's confirmed that supernatural powers exist in this world, and that people with superpowers do exist... it's possible that those so-called urban legends are actually true.

Therefore, Sett believed he could start with urban legends.

Although it's less efficient, what if he actually catches us?

"As for urban legends... there are so many online. I'd better find someone to help me collect and summarize them," Sett thought.

As soon as he touched his phone, a candidate automatically popped into his mind:

His little simp, Okita Ei!

"Okay, I've decided it's you, the hardworking and capable one!" Sett was about to open his phone to message her on Line.

Just as I was deep in thought, I received a text message on my phone.

Could it be the person behind that anonymous text message who replied to me? Sett quickly clicked.

But the result was not what he expected.

But:

[Butler]: "Wrist, there's a boxing match that would be perfect for you, want to come and take a look?"

Sett was disappointed, but not by much.

"Alright, let's go to the Qinghe Group. While making money from underground boxing matches, I can also ask about the elderly samurai, Ishimura Kojiro..." Sett thought.

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These two chapters explain some settings and data, and are a bit filler, so this is the second update today, with 8,500 words.

Chapter 24 Interested in dating Broken Branch? (5400 words)

The butler's office at the Aohara-gumi underground boxing ring in Nerima Ward, Tokyo.

"How's the matter you asked me about this morning? Is someone really planning to assassinate you?" Butler Taro Ishimura asked, taking a sip of tea.

Sett nodded and replied:

"Yes, but I've already taken care of it in the alley."

Upon hearing that someone so foolish as to attempt to assassinate Sett, Ishimura Taro frowned, even the scar on his face contorting in pain. After a long silence, he pressed for an answer:

Do you know which group they're from?

Sett also picked up his teacup, took a sip of the sweet black tea, and shook his head in reply:

"I don't know. He looks like a corporate slave, but he doesn't have any organization markings on him. He's also acting weird, muttering strange things like superpowers."

After speaking, Seti lowered his head to sip his tea, while carefully watching the changes in Ishimura Taro's expression.

He was deliberately revealing the existence of superhumans to see Ishimura Taro's reaction.

Ishimura Taro's chrysanthemum-like wrinkles deepened on his aged face. He didn't pay attention to Sett's second half of the sentence, but asked in bewilderment, "Sending a salaryman to assassinate you...they have guns?"

It seems the butler was unaware of the existence of superhumans... Sett replied, "No, so I easily dealt with them."

Sett then said:

"Is it possible that the Triad is involved? After all, I've already offended such a gang."

Taro Ishimura answered directly:

"The Triads wouldn't do that. They're barely able to protect themselves right now, let alone spare the energy to investigate your true identity and carry out an assassination... It must be someone from another organization."

He then looked up with a solemn expression, a glint of light flashing in his old but still sharp eyes, and said to Sett:

"Don't worry, no matter how big the organization is, if they dare to attack our Qinghe Group, I will definitely find them and avenge you!"

Why do you like planting flags so much...? If it were a movie plot... next you'd be investigating some mysterious organization, get discovered, and then be silently eliminated... Sett's reminder:

"Act within your capabilities. Let me know as soon as you receive any news. Do not act rashly."

Before Ishimura Taro could refuse, Sett casually remarked:

“Yesterday, I ran into your brother in the Sanhe group with the group leader.”

Ishimura Taro suddenly fell silent, raised his hand to touch the scar on his face, and answered in a low voice, "I know."

He then fell silent.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"Hiss...the relationship between these two brothers is even worse than I thought..." Sett looked apologetic and said, "Sorry, I think I misspoke."

Upon hearing this, Ishimura Taro snapped out of his deep, reminiscing state, downed his cup of red tea in one gulp, wiped the water from his lips with a handkerchief, and smiled:

"No, my outburst was just something from the past."

He looked at Sett and asked, "I guess you're curious about his amazing and powerful swordsmanship, right?"

"Yes," Sett readily admitted.

Taro Ishimura said, "I don't actually know much about his katana and his superb swordsmanship... Kojiro, he wasn't very strong as a child, and among my brothers, he was one of the weaker ones."

"In winter, her ears turn bright red from the cold, and she just snuggles into my arms and rubs against me like a piece of chewing gum, no matter how much I kick her away..."

Speaking of the past, the housekeeper's wrinkled lips unconsciously curved into a happy smile.

These words reminded Sett of his childhood winters, when he would stuff his cold hands into his older sister's back to warm them, making her shiver and want to fight him on the spot... So he could understand the butler's current state.

That's what family love is like. Though it's so ordinary, it permeates every aspect of your life, hides in the corners of your memory, lingers around you, and etches the traces of your past life with them.

The butler continued:

"So let alone practice swordsmanship, there were no such conditions back then."

"When Kojiro first joined the Qinghe Group with me, his weapon was not a samurai sword, but a Browning pistol. He had excellent eyesight, so he was very accurate with his gun."

He paused for a moment, thought for a while, and then said:

"As for when I started using a katana... it was after I came back with the old team leader that day, right?"

"I still don't know where they went. I only know that almost all of our main force went, including the old team leader, but only fourteen people came back. It's an unimaginable casualty."

"But ever since then, Kojiro has taken to wielding a katana and become exceptionally powerful. Even well-trained gangsters with guns are no match for him... But... he's also become increasingly unfamiliar to me..."

Taro Ishimura touched the grotesque scar on his face, which still seemed to throb with pain, and sighed deeply.

Just like what the headlight crew leader said... they all went to some mysterious place... and after they came back, everything changed drastically... Sett thought to himself, and then he asked:

Do you still have his contact information?

Kojiro Ishimura looked at Sett, but instead of answering, he asked:

"You want to learn swordsmanship from him? I think it's best to give up that idea... As I get older and gain more experience, I increasingly feel that the world is not as simple as it appears to us."

Yes, that's for sure. Not only does he possess extraordinary power, but there are also people with superpowers... Sett didn't rush to tell Ishimura Taro about these things.

From the assassination attempt on himself by the kidney-deficient skeleton man, to the anonymous text messages, and the organization that followed him with absolutely no information.

Sett had only scratched the surface of the extraordinary world when he felt an overwhelming sense of malice.

Therefore, Sett knew very well that this extraordinary knowledge was definitely not something that could be shared casually.

Ishimura Taro glanced at Sett, who was deep in thought, and suddenly said:

“I don’t actually have Kojiro’s contact information, but I know a place where you might be able to find him.”

"Where?" Seti replied.

Taro Ishimura answered:

"Aoi Private Cemetery on the outskirts of Tokyo."

"Kojiro used to love going there, but I haven't seen him in the last few years... Last night, after he came to the Qinghe Group, he didn't even want to see me again. After leaving the Sanhe Group, he disappeared without a trace, and no one can contact him."

"So, I'm not sure if he'll still go there now... I don't have any other way to find him."

On the outskirts of Tokyo, at the Aoi Private Cemetery... Sett silently memorized the name of the place and decided to take the time to visit it.

Judging from Ishimura Kojiro's help to the Qinghe Group last night and his ambiguous attitude towards Sett, Sett believes that this person does not have any hostility towards him.

In other words, if it's possible to make contact privately.

The other party may be the best springboard for Sett to learn about the extraordinary world and even find out the organization behind his assassination.

Of course... once the organization behind it is identified, how to deal with it is another matter, and that's something to consider later.

The enemy is now in the shadows, while he is in the light.

Sett had no idea how powerful the person who assassinated him was. All he could do was complete the mission, level up, increase his own strength, and eventually crush the enemy!

The desire to understand the extraordinary world serves two purposes: firstly, to avoid being completely lost, and secondly, to complete the tasks assigned by the five superhumans more quickly, thereby leveling up faster.

Seti nodded and said to Ishimura Taro, "Yeah, I got it... Oh right, we've been so busy chatting that we haven't talked about today's boxing opponent yet."