Super Fighting Tokyo.

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Bai Mucheng doesn't laugh.

Finally, under Wu Fengshui's forceful entreaties, Bai Mucheng jumped into the shallow pool with her and started playing in the water.

Not far away, Li Youba, having nothing to do, was also entertaining himself in the water.

Seeing the bandage on Li Youba's forehead, Tianma Nozomi asked with some concern, "Youba, is your head injury alright? You were beaten up pretty badly by Ji Nai before..."

"It's almost ready, I just need to rest and recover. I just won't be able to play recently."

Li Youba still feels a tremor when he recalls that night's elimination rounds—especially the one with the title "Revolutionary Princess"—Hongo Hime.

"I was once the champion of the Killing Tournament, and I'm very powerful when I'm at my peak."

"But that Hina Hongo, she's definitely a 'different' type."

Li Youba sipped her coconut juice, "She gives off the vibe of a murderer. What kind of life did she lead to become like that?"

"Who knows..."

Pegasus, sitting cross-legged by the pool, sighed, "Since we're already on this sinking ship, we might as well go all the way and see it through!"

Li Youba felt helpless. "Losing to her is really unfair. If I could win that prize money, I heard I could become a billionaire on a cruise ship by playing cards..."

"I already told you you've been scammed!"

Pegasus rubbed his temples. "In some ways, you're much scarier than a serial killer."

"……Give!"

Iori Kazuka walked over, tossed a can of chilled beer to Tenma Nozomi, and sat down next to her.

Two childhood friends, after a long time, toasted with canned beer, evoking a retro feeling of their student days. Before they knew it, they were downing their drinks.

"Pfft! That feels so good!"

Yi Hua's expression finally relaxed a bit, and he leaned to the side, resting his head on Tianma Xiwang's lap.

"Speaking of serial killers, the Metropolitan Police Department has been taking more and more actions lately. The Secret Funeral Division and those politicians are also causing all sorts of trouble, and in the end, it's always people like me at the bottom who have to clean up their messes."

Yi Hua rubbed against Xi Wang's thigh and said, "I'm so tired~~~ Xi Wang~~ I don't want to work anymore~~~ Why don't you just support me~~~~!"

Tianma hoped to maintain a normal expression, having long been accustomed to his childhood friend's complaints.

She tugged at the tuft of hair on Yihua's head, shaking her finger as she casually joked, "This guest, lap pillows cost extra, you know~~"

"Huh?! That's so stingy..."

Yi Hua faced the pool and pointed to two places, indicating, "It's a rare trip to the water park, how can we not give out some perks? Look at those two sides."

Tianma looked in the direction Yihua was pointing, his eyes twitching involuntarily, unable to comment for a moment.

On one side are Yusa and Maruk.

Arisa seems to have run into three classmates from the same school. They are three girls who seem to be very close and have come here for vacation.

One of the young ladies, with long black hair, seemed to be a hardcore muscle fetishist. She was practically touching Maruk all over, making Maruk so nervous he was about to cry.

On the other side were Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui.

Rather than playing in the water, it was more like a wrestling and grappling match, with the two stirring up water in the shallow pool, creating quite a lively scene.

In the end, Wu Fengshui suddenly activated "Liberation," jumped onto Bai Mucheng's shoulder, and almost succeeded in using a contortionist leg choke, but Bai Mucheng protected his neck with his arm.

Is this a fight? Or a date?

Something feels off...

Tenma's lips twitched, and he gestured to Iori Kazuka, "These guys will be kicked out by the management, right? It's already a criminal offense. Shouldn't you, as a police officer, do something about it?"

Yi Hua stretched and said, "It doesn't matter, it's not within my job scope."

He hoped to notice Yi Hua's dark circles, which were almost as bad as his own. "What have you been busy with lately?"

"A super—troublesome thing!"

Yi Hua counted on his fingers as he recalled, "The relocation of the secret burial department, the sudden violence in the streets, the prison riots..."

"Oh right, there's also a recent arms smuggling case. Apparently, it's alarmed the troops stationed in Japan, and the Metropolitan Police Department's superintendent is so worried he's going bald!"

"And also, I heard that a big shot is coming to Tokyo, and rumors suggest that even satellite surveillance might be affected..."

"..."

"Eh--?"

Tianma listened to his childhood friend's complaints, occasionally letting out a few sighs, showing considerable support.

The two chatted casually.

After a while, Bai Mucheng carried Wu Fengshui over, swayed her and threw her onto the shore, then brought her to Xiwang and Yihua's side.

"I'm going to buy drinks. What would you like to drink?"

……

Another member has joined the chat group.

Wu Fengshui, being a member of the Wu clan and a professional assassin active on the front lines, naturally had some very exciting secrets to share, some of which even corresponded to Yi Hua.

Pegasus always felt that one day he would be taken down because he "knew too much".

"..."

Suddenly, a figure hurried past behind the three people facing the pool.

Tenma hoped to rely on his keen eyesight, Iori Kazuka on his professional sensitivity, and Wu Fengshui on both—all three of them looked at the man's back at the same time.

He appears to be just a disheveled, down-on-his-luck man, yet he subtly exudes a kind of "resentment" stemming from base desires.

"Um……"

Tenma tried to straighten the ahoge (cowlick) on Iori Kazuka's head, analyzing, "Is she a murderer seeking revenge on society? Or a terrorist?"

"They're about the same!"

Iori Kazuka sat up from Hope's lap, revealing a set of shark-like fangs, and couldn't help but laugh, "Anyway, it's a small chance to make a name for myself~~~"

Chapter 105 Coincidence

"……what?"

Tenma Nozomi, Iori Kazuka, and Wu Fengshui—the three chatting by the pool, unconsciously looked in the same direction.

It was a disheveled man who was rushing by.

With his brows furrowed and beard unshaven, wearing a faded beach outfit and a loose, old haori, he was definitely not "good-looking" at all.

Is it because Pegasus hopes for that superhuman dynamic vision?

Or is it because of Iori Kazuka's professional sensitivity stemming from years of fighting with yakuza thugs?

Or perhaps it's because of Wu Fengshui's unique eyesight, the Wu clan's excellent physique, and his intuition as a professional assassin?

A strong premonition surged through all three of them...

Something's not right!

The disheveled man hurried past the three men, who turned to look at him—in that instant, a great deal of information was noticed by them.

Messy hair...

Body odor, the smell of smoke, and nails covered in grime...

A dirty, oversized shirt, a stubble beard...

From any perspective, he doesn't seem like someone associated with "food and beverage" or "science".

However, the slovenly man exuded an unnatural smell of fat, metal, and rotten eggs.

From his center of gravity and the length of his stride, we can see that—

There must be something on both sides of his waist pocket!

Let's look at the movements again...

On the left is a bottled liquid that emits a pungent smell of rotten eggs; it may be industrial sulfuric acid containing impurities!

Judging from the size of the item on the right, it should be a knife that is more than 30 centimeters long!

In addition, it also has a strong smell of cheap bread.

Were those "dangerous items" smuggled into the water park by being sandwiched in bread slices or placed in lunch boxes?

"..."

Regardless, the three people by the pool were absolutely certain—

This slovenly man is a dangerous individual seeking revenge on society; he might pull out a knife or splash sulfuric acid somewhere!

……

According to the Metropolitan Police Department's investigation afterward.

The suspect, Yuki Mimura, once left a message on his blog:

{Everyone is at fault, so anyone is fine, go to hell}

……

The disheveled man stood by the recliner in front of three children, then fixed his gaze on a group of girls chatting and laughing not far away.

First the right side, then the left side.

Slit the carotid artery, then open the bottle cap and spill all the liquid!

The slovenly man pulled out that "sledgehammer".

The children were momentarily stunned, staring blankly at the disheveled man and the weapon in his hand.

Swish!