Super Fighting Tokyo.

Prolonged sitting, back pain, malnutrition, gray hair, blurred vision, neck pain, and so on.

Due to a relapse of her occupational hazard, Hao Hongye simply took over from Shiraki Cheng and began to conduct physical examinations for Yamashita Kazuo, develop training plans for him, and even include his three meals a day.

"..."

Not long after, Yamashita Kazuo learned from Akiyama Kaede of the Nogi Group just how precious this training plan, "handwritten by Kou Momiji," was.

As for now, what Yamashita Kazuo is about to face is a warm-up exercise that challenges his physical limits, but happens to be stuck at the "limit of healthy exercise".

"Huh...huh..."

By the time Yamashita Kazuo finished the entire training session, he was already panting and exhausted.

He rested for a long time and regained some of his strength.

Fearing that Shiraki Sei and Kokoro would pull them into the second group, they quickly volunteered to deliver water to the "women's group" on the outer field.

Yamashita Kazuo thought to himself, since it's a women's group and it's outdoor exercise, it should be much more refreshing.

"..."

He carried a case of water out of the venue and went to the arena inside the courtyard.

The next second—

call out!

A figure flew backward, passing right in front of the man below the mountain, and crashed into the courtyard wall with a loud "boom," cracking the wall once again.

"—!?"

Yamashita Kazuo turned his head and saw a thick striking mat, the front of which was badly damaged, with a large fist mark in the middle.

The one holding the thick cushion at the back is Wu Fengshui.

The girl's eye sockets bulged with blood vessels, and she activated 28% of her libido, gritting her teeth as she pulled herself off the wall.

Boom!

Wu Fengshui slammed the thick cushion heavily on the ground, as if holding a riot shield. His smile was somewhat ferocious, and his black-and-white eyes stared straight ahead.

In the distance ahead stands a pink-haired girl with starry eyes—[Revolutionary Princess] Hongo Hina.

"Feng Shui Sister, are you alright?"

Hongo Hime smiled, a little worried, but mostly thrilled and excited, displaying an unusual fervor.

"Sorry, it's rare for someone to tell me to go all out. Should I hold back from now on?"

"..."

Wu Fengshui couldn't stand such words!

Although she is not good at close combat, as a member of the Wu clan, she is born with a sense of pride. How could she not even dare to be a sparring partner?

"That's really energetic, Hime-chan!"

The short-haired girl squinted, spat, grabbed a thick cushion, strode forward, and grinned.

"It's okay, bring it on! Let your older sister give you a good sparring session!"

"..."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The punches and kicks continued relentlessly, accompanied by eerie thuds. Flakes of leather and stuffing from the mat flew everywhere, leaving Yamashita Kazuo speechless.

Ok……

It seems the men's group is safer.

He put down a case of water, turned and left, when he suddenly bumped into Pegasus Hope.

This female fighter, who is also an underground business owner, was wearing a cool sportswear outfit and had just come off the treadmill, covered in sweat.

Compared to before, the muscle lines on her body are smoother, which is obviously due to the effectiveness of her recent training.

This is what a "normal" training scene should look like...

As Yamashita Kazuo silently chanted to himself, he was startled by the "bang bang" sound behind him and hurriedly ran into the gym to continue doing squats.

……

……

On this day, Yamashita Kazuo had a great workout and was in a good mood, but his whole body ached.

That night.

Yamashita Kazuo went to visit Tokita Ohma and arrived at his temporary residence—an abandoned, dilapidated villa in the suburbs.

Wang Ma has just returned from hunting; his prey was a huge wild boar.

A wild boar of this size could easily kill someone in the wild, but Wang Ma easily captured it and had already processed it down to just its large head.

Yamashita Kazuo stared at the hideous pig's head.

He should have been terrified...

But for some reason, after the day's special training, Yamashita Kazuo didn't feel much fear. He even had a bit of a craving and asked Ohma for a piece of grilled pork chop to try.

"Hmm! It tastes good, Mr. Ohma!"

"Hmph, you've gotten quite bold, Yamashita Kazuo..."

"..."

……

the next day.

In a few days, it will be the summer festival of the Wu clan, which will be held in a small town called "Kure no Sato" outside of Tokyo.

Unlike bustling cities, summer festivals in small towns often have a unique flavor, and those organized by the Wu clan are bound to be even more interesting.

Bai Mu accepted Wu Fengshui's invitation and planned to go for a visit.

Now that they had decided to participate, given the Shiraki family's personality, they were naturally already looking forward to it.

Early in the morning—

"Shiraki-chan!"

Wu Fengshui arrived in a black sedan to pick up Bai Mucheng.

The two had made an appointment yesterday to go for a stroll in the bustling commercial street.

I bought some travel necessities, a change of clothes, and gifts for my friends in Wuzhili...

Arisa and Maruk, having nothing else to do, also let out a "whoosh" and followed, quickly getting into the car.

The Fighting Spirit Martial Arts School remained open as usual, under the care of "temporary manager" Chai Qianchun, which put everyone at ease.

……

……

Outside the commercial street, Wu Fengshui parked his car.

Shiraki Seiwa and Wu Fengshui, Arisa and Maruk—

The two groups had different goals, so they split up and agreed to contact each other by phone.

As summer draws to a close, shops along the commercial street are holding events, creating a bustling and lively atmosphere, making it a perfect spot for shopping.

"..."

Despite this, Bai Mucheng had already noticed that Wu Fengshui was in high spirits and had a clear goal.

Bai Mucheng crossed his arms. "What do you want?"

"As expected of Shiraki-chan, he understands me!"

Wu Fengshui snapped his fingers and pulled out a flyer advertising the summer limited-time event at the commercial street, which was scheduled for this afternoon.

Participants work in pairs to complete a series of interactive games and competitions. The winners will receive prizes, with the grand prize being two pairs of "limited edition designer sunglasses".

Chapter 260 Want to see "what you like"

Sunglasses, gloves, belts, and other such accessories are commonly seen on Wu Fengshui, reflecting a sharp, military-inspired style.

She really likes this.

Shiramu understood, glanced at his phone, and realized that there was still plenty of time before the game started, so the two of them could stroll around the streets.

"Let me think about what I need to buy..."

Wu Fengshui looked left and right, then pulled Bai Mucheng forward.

Both of them were very easygoing and didn't have the habit of preparing shopping lists. They just shopped around and decided what to buy as they went, and the things they bought were all kinds of things.

Sunscreen, umbrella, small folding fan, flashlight...

While it may not be necessary to delve too deeply—after all, "Kure no Sato" is a city—this feeling of "preparing for a trip" is indeed quite nice.

"..."

The two walked around, stopping frequently, and bought several more sets of shirts and pants to change into.

When it comes to summer festivals, traditional clothing is of course indispensable in addition to ordinary clothes, which is also the focus of shopping today.

Shiraki contacted Kizaki of the "Hanayama Group" and learned that there was a good traditional clothing store nearby, so he took Wu Fengshui there with him.

The shop manager is an elderly woman who has collaborated with various yakuza groups for many years. She has an excellent reputation both inside and outside the yakuza world, and her skills are quite good.

"..."

Upon hearing that the two were friends of the Huashan Group, the old lady was very enthusiastic and pulled Wu Fengshui to have his body measured, insisting on personally customizing a yukata suitable for the celebration.

Bai Mucheng, carrying large and small bags, sat on a wooden chair outside the shop waiting.

The surrounding area is full of shops selling traditional crafts, each with its own unique style. There aren't many tourists, but a few knowledgeable foreigners come specifically to visit.