Super Fighting Tokyo.

They used chainsaws, except for one big tree with an "axe" stuck in it, the blade embedded in the trunk.

It was clear that vines had already climbed up the axe handle, indicating that the axe had been left untouched for quite some time.

At that moment, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed the axe handle, pulled him off the tree trunk, and then continued to chop and cut down trees.

Boom!Boom!thump...

"...??"

The loggers noticed this and turned to look, only to be stunned on the spot.

It was Kebar!

Their country's president is back!

The lumberjacks gathered around, all looking on with questions, laughing and shouting.

"Where have you been, boss?!"

"You said you needed to go to the toilet, but you've been gone for over a month. That's way too long..."

"The axe is still in the tree!"

"..."

Looking at those familiar faces, Kebar relaxed and casually said, "Oh, I'm going to find someone."

The loggers were puzzled. "Looking for someone...?"

Kebar raised an eyebrow and reminded him, "Go find Oliva."

At this moment, the loggers suddenly recalled a "small incident" that had happened more than a month ago.

……

At that time, the group was resting together when a lumberjack casually mentioned someone.

"【Mr.Unchain】Olive—"

"I heard he's the strongest fighter in all of America, with arms that are seventy centimeters in diameter and enormous muscles all over his body!"

"Hey boss, can you beat him?"

To this, Kebar responded, "I'll give it a try..."

To be frank, it was just casual conversation; nobody took those words seriously.

Apart from Kebar himself.

—He actually went to find Oliva, wanting to fight him!

……

Let's go back to the present.

The loggers realized a possibility and exclaimed in surprise.

"Huh—!? Boss, did you go find Oliva? To fight him??"

"That……"

The lumberjacks couldn't hide their curiosity. "How's that Biscatel Oliva...? Boss, did you win?"

Kebar's expression was somber as he began to recount his experiences of the past few days, "...No, we didn't fight, it was me and another—"

But before he could finish speaking, a bald lumberjack suddenly remembered something and exclaimed impatiently, "Ah! That's right, that's right..."

The bald man pointed at another dark-skinned companion, "Boss, that guy had another baby! And twins at that!"

"Huh?"

Kebar paused, counting on his fingers to recall, "Twins... no, I mean, how many is this?"

The dark-skinned man chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head sheepishly, "Nine now, hehe..."

"Ha~~~~~~!"

Kebar winked and teased with a smile, "Too many kids, huh?!"

"..."

Once they started talking, they couldn't stop, and all sorts of trivial family matters came out.

"Speaking of which, the pigs at Grandma Sarah's house..."

"Yes, yes, I'm constipated!"

"Huh? I remember it was like that last month too..."

"So, what exactly did they feed us?!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"..."

All sorts of mundane family matters flooded in, even causing Kebar to forget what he originally wanted to say.

What was he going to say?

Never mind, I'll think about it when I have time.

Because I don't want to be shared, lest it dilute the feeling of "living in the moment"...

"..."

Despite the gusts of wind, life does not give up.

Chapter 475 Daily Life in the Inner City

A week has passed since the fierce battle between [Douhun] and [Ersheng].

Due to the defeat of their main fighting force, IDEAL, TEPCO, and the Bug Organization, which were entrenched in the Four Turtles District, have quietly withdrawn from the inner city.

With the instigator gone, the risk of rioting in the inner city was eliminated.

The secret burial division, responsible for guarding the area outside the city, and other Metropolitan Police Department officers were finally able to catch their breath and withdraw most of their police force.

The inner city—this lawless place—is returning to its daily routine.

However, compared to before, there are far fewer conflicts within the inner city, and even several peaceful neighborhoods have emerged.

That wasn't due to personal charisma or anything like that; after all, the intruders had only been there for about a month, so their influence couldn't be that significant.

So the real reason is actually quite simple—

Several intruders are still there.

Among them, the most intimidating are Shiraki Sei, the "Fighting Spirit" of the Three Wolves District, and Oliva, the "Unbound One" of the Tokita District.

As if by prior arrangement, the two temporarily resided in their respective camps.

As for the other foreign invaders, they each had their own plans—

【Umibozu】Garo Yoshiaki, having gained many friendships, returns to his beloved fishing port to face the conflict with TEPCO;

[Demon] Wu Lei'an wanted to fight someone again, but no one dared to fight him. In the end, he was called home by Old Master Wu Huili, cursing all the way.

The two then left the inner city.

In addition—

[Beautiful Beast] Kiryu Setsuna disappeared without a trace after regaining consciousness, and no one knows what he was thinking;

【Ashura】Tokita Ohma, freely moves between the inner city and the outside world, and even meets up with Yamashita Kazuo and they have a Kengan match.

[Fierce Tiger] Wakatsuki Takeshi and [Hyotei] Himuro Ryo both plan to continue training and gain some experience before leaving.

As for the last one—

【Demon Gun】Kuroki Gensai.

He had completed Katahara Metsudo's request, but he did not leave, as if he was waiting for something, and continued to live in the Six Insects District.

"..."

This situation is actually a bit strange.

After all, those invaders weren't wanted criminals and could freely enter and leave the inner city.

In particular, Shiraki Sei could have returned to Tokyo to recuperate, but he did not take any action and continued to live in the camp.

Even Wu Fengshui, who accompanies him, will occasionally go out shopping and then go home to take care of the martial arts school.

So, what exactly is Shiraki Cheng trying to do?

Some people who are sensitive to the situation have a vague feeling that a bigger storm is coming...

……

……

Early morning.

Shiraki Cheng's injuries had almost healed. The bandages and cast were removed, and his teeth were filled. He gradually resumed his morning exercise intensity.

Run a lap around the edge of the Erhu-Sanlang neighborhood and return to the starting point.

After warming up, we began our daily taekwondo training.

On an open space.

Bai Mucheng stood sideways, pressing down with his left hand and protecting his ribs with his right arm, assuming his most familiar stance, and began to concentrate intently on what was in front of him.

His mind raced wildly, causing ink to appear in Bai Mucheng's eyes, eventually outlining the figure of "Luke".

A casual blue sleeveless jacket paired with a white and orange striped T-shirt.

The coach remains energetic and enthusiastic.

{You've got even more scars now...?}

Bai Mucheng twisted his neck. "It seems so, but I'm still very happy about these things, including practicing with you, Master."