Super Fighting Tokyo.

Kaoru Hanayama remained silent, then picked up another bottle of strong liquor from the ground.

At Shiraki Sei's prompting, Hanayama Kaoru also extended her left hand, placing it vertically side by side with Shiraki Sei, and touching the backs of their hands together.

With their other hands, they each opened their own bottles and took another big gulp.

chap!

Both bottles fell to the ground and shattered at the same time.

Kaoru Hanayama threw a right punch first, but Shiraki Shige raised his left hand and slapped it away. Then, aiming at Kaoru Hanayama's face, he threw three punches in quick succession with both hands, followed by a powerful arm swing that struck Kaoru Hanayama's abdomen.

Taking advantage of his opponent's loss of balance, Bai Mucheng suddenly flipped over and stood upside down, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, curling up like a spring, accumulating all his strength, and finally kicking upwards.

This is a guaranteed kill—

【Jamie o Crescent Fork Cannon】!

boom!

He kicked Hanayama Kaoru hard in the face with both feet.

The enormous man was lifted up by force, blood and broken teeth spraying out, before he fell back down along with his massive body.

Whoosh!

This time, it was finally Kaoru Hanayama's turn to fall to the ground, flattening the iron frame beneath him, and lying on his back amidst the mess of wine.

However, none of those who witnessed the battle felt sorry for the scene, nor did any of them look away.

Sure enough—Kaoru Hanayama stood up again!

Blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, but his breathing remained steady.

He kicked off his leather shoes, loosened his tie, and then grabbed his collar and yanked it.

Hiss!

That expensive white suit and shirt were all torn to shreds by Kaoru Hanayama, and even his pants were ripped open, leaving him with only a white yakuza-style loincloth.

The exposed flesh was truly exaggerated to the extreme, with evenly distributed and well-developed muscles, and the skin covered with scars and gunshot wounds of all sizes.

It's unbelievable that the owner of this body is a nineteen-year-old boy!

What shocked onlookers the most was what lay behind Kaoru Hanayama—

What a huge full-back tattoo!

The tattoo depicts a burly man carrying a bronze bell on his back. His posture is fierce, and his expression is like that of a demon reborn. He is standing amidst the wind and waves, desperately protecting the bronze bell behind him.

But if that's all there is to it, then it's just a very nice-looking tattoo.

However, Kaoru Hanayama's back is covered with knife scars, with each wound cutting through her skin, causing the pattern to be slightly misaligned and making it look particularly ferocious.

The onlookers were terrified.

"What's with his tattoo?! It looks like a Picasso painting!!!"

Please memorize Chapter Fifty-Nine in its entirety!

A few days later, a college student who came to the bar for a drink recalled to his friend:

"That guy just ripped all his clothes off in a flash, leaving only his loincloth!"

"These days, besides sumo wrestlers, there are actually people who wear loincloths..."

"But looking at that naked body, I didn't find it funny or revealing at all. Instead, I felt a sense of shock, fear... and even worship!"

"Did you know? That guy's tattoos are quite something!"

The college students chuckled foolishly.

"I heard about this from the woman next to me—a very beautiful yakuza older sister."

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……

Let's go back to the present.

Second floor of the bar, on the windowsill.

"That—that is..."

Miya Kana from the Jinguji group suddenly widened her eyes, staring at Hanayama Kaoru's back tattoo, recalling the strange tale circulating among the yakuza.

"That is the 'Heroic Deeds' passed down through generations of the Huashan family!"

"..."

Seeing that Hope and Ichika were still confused, Hana continued to explain:

"The second year of Yuanhe..."

"That is, in February of 1616, an event occurred in the Musashino region that has been passed down to this day."

One day, a homeless gambler stayed overnight at the home of a wealthy local farmer named Huashan.

"He was warmly received by the Huashan family after his long journey."

"But that night, dozens of bandits gathered and broke into Huashan's house, brutally murdering the entire family of five. The scene was like hell on earth!"

"But in this unprecedented tragedy, one person survived."

"The only son of the Hanayama family—the eldest son 'Miyachi'—survived unharmed!"

"...Why do you want to know?"

Hana paused, then recalled in a low voice.

"Faced with the 'unexpected disaster' that night, the 'homeless gambler' who was seeking lodging knew that he could not fight against the crowd alone."

"He then carried Mikichi on his back, sheltered the child under the temple's large bell, and carried the bell himself, facing the vicious bandits alone."

"With his hands restricted, he was slashed again and again, suffering dozens of cuts and stabs, but even as he was dying, he still used himself as a shield to protect the child and keep him standing."

Even the bandits were impressed by him, left words of praise, and then turned and left.

"Later, when he grew up, Hanayama Yakichi, in order to commemorate that homeless gambler, resolutely devoted himself to the 'gambling industry' and engraved the 'homeless gambler's' imposing image on his own body."

“From then on, that ‘tattoo’ was passed down on the back of the head of the Huashan family for generations—it was given the name ‘Xia Ke Xing’ (侠客行), and the old folks would call it ‘Xia Ke Li’ (侠客立), which is still used today.”

"..."

Hearing Hana recount this story, Kizaki couldn't help but laugh.

"Ms. Miyako knows this story very well..."

He added:

"All of the above are correct, but in this day and age, there is one person who is dissatisfied with this work."

"That is my eldest son—the sixteenth head of the Huashan family, Huashan Xun."

He felt that a "hero's journey" that wasn't shattered into pieces couldn't be considered a true "hero's journey"!

"So he went alone into the rival organization 'Tomizawa-kai' and wreaked havoc with his bare hands, completely destroying the organization."

"Although he was seriously injured, those knife wounds were his real 'purpose'."

Kizaki tilted his head slightly.

"Kaoru Hanayama—fourteen years and two months old, with this young body, he stands tall despite being covered in wounds!"

"At this moment, the true 'journey of the chivalrous hero' is finally complete!"

"..."

Listening to what Kizaki said, and considering what was happening downstairs, no one would think he was bragging.

Meanwhile, out of personal habit, Iori Kazuka used his mobile phone to browse the Metropolitan Police Department's intranet and began investigating Hanayama Kaoru.

The more you delve into its content, the more chilling it becomes!

One captured Yakuza leader commented that Kaoru Hanayama was not human at all, and that he wouldn't dare to attack even if there were machine guns.

A retired wrestler also admitted that he couldn't last even a second against Kaoru Hanayama.

Some religious leaders even claimed that Kaoru Hanayama was a strongman chosen by the gods!

"..."

Yi Hua's eyes twitched, and his shark teeth ground together with a grinding sound.

But looking downstairs, the fight continued. Shiraki Cheng's punches and kicks rained down relentlessly, causing blood to gush from Hanayama Kaoru's face. He seemed to have gained the upper hand.

"Anyway, Shiraki-kun is alright... right?"

But suddenly someone spoke up, "It's not that simple!"

The speaker was the owner of the bar—a tough guy with a thick beard dressed in motorcycle gear.

He watched the battle for a long time, and was so excited that he was covered in sweat.

Seeing Yi Hua and the others looking at him, the bar owner didn't say much. He simply rolled up his left sleeve, revealing his forearm.

The skin on the forearm was twisted and deformed, and the subcutaneous muscles were tangled and knotted, revealing a horrifying pattern resembling the grooves of a brain.

"My hand has exploded before!"

The bar owner was lost in thought, "To become famous, I once planned to attack Kaoru Hanayama, but the moment my arm was grabbed, there was a 'bang'..."

"After I became like this, I gave up being a yakuza and that's why I opened this bar next to the Hanayama-gumi."

"..."

Listening to the bar owner's words, Ichika and Hana were still in a daze, and Tenma Nozomi felt heavy-hearted.

Because with her hopeful eyesight, she could clearly see that, in the face of Shiraki Sei's fist attack, Hanayama Kaoru's movements were "grabbing"!

No matter what, Shiraki-kun—you absolutely must not let Hanayama Kaoru catch you!

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