Tokyo: I'm really not a killer

The unfinished building is not uninhabited; it is homeless, unemployed, and pre-sale homebuyers.

Aside from the lack of water, electricity, renovations, windows, doors, and heating, it's quite suitable for living. The green coverage is nearly 70%, and you can move in with just your belongings, no deposit, and no rent.

Tonight was supposed to be an ordinary day. Homeless people gathered downstairs, using discarded oil drums to start a fire for warmth and chatting about the interesting things that had happened that day, when suddenly a screeching sound of brakes rang out.

Everyone turned to look and saw a car speeding towards them, crashing straight into the oil drum and scattering sparks all over the ground.

The residents scattered like birds and beasts. Yuan Zhensheng jumped out of the car, mingled among them, and escaped into the abandoned residential building under the cover of night.

Shinomiya Rin didn't react in time, still holding the rifle with both hands, even though it was long out of bullets, she was still pulling the trigger.

Instead of rushing into the unfinished building, Kenji Kuwata sat in the car, directing his team members to keep their distance and keep an eye on the building from all sides. Then he used his mobile phone to call people over.

Rin Shinomiya was roughly dragged from the car by two team members, her hands tied behind her back. She struggled desperately, like an enraged kitten: "Let me go! You bastards! Do you know who I am! You're finished when my dad finds out! Damn yakuza! Scum! Trash!"

Kenkichi Kuwata sat in the car, coldly watching this scene, his face expressionless.

He had no time to waste with this arrogant young lady, so he picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

When the call connected, Kenjiro Kuwata's voice was deep and direct, without any pleasantries: "Mr. Shinomiya, this is Kuwata."

"I'm bothering you so late because there's something urgent I need to tell you about your daughter."

He paused slightly, glancing at Shinomiya Rin outside the window: "Your daughter, Shinomiya Rin, was on patrol when, for some reason, she hid in the trunk of my convoy and shot and killed several of my team members."

A moment later, a deep, calm reply came from the other end of the phone:

"yes."

Kenkichi Kuwata signaled the driver to roll down the car window completely, and the night wind blew into the car, carrying the conversation to Rin Shinomiya's ears.

"This incident happened in my territory and involves a life; it's no small matter. I feel this shouldn't be handled unilaterally by me, so I'm calling to inquire how you would like this matter to be properly handled."

Kuwata Kenkichi spoke with great respect, and no one could find fault with him, but his tone was very forceful.

"Is that so..."

Representative Shinomiya sighed cryptically on the other end of the phone, then abruptly changed the subject, asking about something completely unrelated: "Kuwata-kun, what's your thought about what I told you last month?"

"What is it?" Kuwata Kenkichi had long forgotten.

"It's about the land in the Minato Ward. You and Sumiyoshi had a fight over that land, which resulted in so many deaths and severely delayed the real estate development. Construction has been unable to begin, and I'm having a hard time explaining this to the committee," said Representative Shinomiya.

Kuwata Kenkichi suddenly remembered: "Didn't I say? Follow the rules of the underworld!"

The rules in the underworld are simple: whoever gets to steal it keeps it. He had already stolen it, but Sumiyoshi refused to give in several times, so it naturally turned into a tug-of-war. Whoever had more patience and ability to hold out until the end would make the money.

This is how the underworld does business. Kuwata Kenkichi is already used to it and doesn't think it's a big deal. Isn't it normal for everyone to invest a few lives in the early stages? Why make a fuss and ask about it?

"Times have changed, Mr. Kuwata," said Representative Shinomiya. "Now time is money."

"Then let's make Sumiyoshi behave himself." Having run out of patience, Kuwata Kenkichi steered the conversation back on track: "Mr. Shinomiya, the main reason I called this time was to discuss your daughter's matter..."

"Do with it as you please," Councilor Shinomiya interrupted. "Kill him or cut off his finger, it's fine. No need to notify me."

Kenkichi Kuwata was taken aback and glanced at Rin Shinomiya beside him; the latter looked somber but not surprised, clearly having long been accustomed to it.

"...Mr. Shinomiya".

Kenkichi Kuwata took a deep breath: "Excuse me for speaking frankly... but what you're saying is really not something a father should say."

He paused for a moment, then, as if feeling it wasn't enough, added:

"You can abandon your own daughter so easily... You may be a wise leader, but you are not necessarily a good father."

Representative Shinomiya dismissed it, saying, "Even the most mediocre man can be a good father. In my opinion, that's not a title to be proud of."

Kuwata Kenkichi was thinking of his daughter, which is why he said those things:

"Any position in society can be replaced. You are not a unique member of parliament, and I am not a unique group leader. After we die, someone will naturally take over... But a father is a unique existence for his children."

Representative Shinomiya only replied with one sentence:

"you're right."

Kuwata Kenkichi didn't feel like he had convinced the other party; instead, he felt like he had punched cotton. He could only ask again, "Then, please advise on how to deal with your daughter..."

"If she can't handle the trouble she caused, then she doesn't deserve the name Shinomiya. Would you call me for my opinion if you encountered an ordinary patrol officer?" said Representative Shinomiya.

"I understand." Kuwata Kenkichi gave his team member a look, and the latter pulled out a gun and aimed it at Shinomiya Rin's head.

Shinomiya Rin heard everything clearly.

She was used to it by now, but even so, she was still very sad.

When she was in kindergarten, she noticed that her father was different from others. Other children would receive praise from their fathers when they got a little red flower; but that man would only coldly say, "This is just a tool to manage children. The daughter of the Shinomiya family should not see herself as part of a tool."

At this moment, Shinomiya Rin bit her lower lip tightly, refusing to utter a sound of weakness.

She hated that man.

It wasn't just because of his indifference, but also because he had killed her mother; yet she had no way to defy that man, so she could only protest by running away from home and becoming self-reliant.

Now it all seems like a joke.

The other party didn't care at all.

Compared to his daughter's life, Representative Shinomiya was more concerned about the land. He steered the conversation back to real estate development, saying, "Kuwata-kun, regarding that land, could you perhaps make a concession for my sake?"

Are you kidding me? What kind of face is worth hundreds of billions of yen? Even if Representative Shinomiya's face were inlaid with gold, it wouldn't be worth that much!

Kenkichi Kuwata scoffed, but maintained a polite demeanor, saying evasively, "I've already backed down. It's Sumiyoshi who's being aggressive, even launching a truck attack on my office tonight... Mr. Shinomiya, I've always respected your character, so you can't take sides."

Representative Shinomiya paused for a moment, then asked, "...Do you know what the consequences are for disobeying me?"

Kuwata Kenkichi thought to himself that this sounded incredibly cheap; only street thugs would threaten others like that. Those in the underworld didn't waste their breath on such nonsense. He told him to come and get rid of him if he dared…

Thump—!

Gunshots rang out from inside the unfinished building, followed by a jolt as the front tire blew out. Kenji Kuwata quickly rolled up the window, and the next second, another shot rang out, followed by a tire blowout in the rear, turning the car into a wrecked shell.

—It's that assassin!