Super Fighting Tokyo.

With that, the three of them opened the door and went into the living room.

Yusa and Wu Fengshui are watching a movie in the living room.

They had also overheard the conversation and were about to make room for the three of them when Tokugawa stopped them, gesturing for the two to remain in their original seats.

"It's not like I'm having a big meeting with boring politicians. I'd much rather be with you guys."

Tokugawa sat on the sofa and let out a long sigh.

"Speaking of which, I was quite startled when Yujiro warned me that I wasn't feeling well! [Ogre] shouldn't be so gentle..."

Kou Momiji laughed and said, "Isn't this precisely a manifestation of Hanma Yujiro's inability to be defined?"

"Haha, that's true!"

Tokugawa chuckled, then suddenly changed the subject, "How much time do I have left? A month? Three months? Or six months? I certainly won't last a year, will I?"

Hao Hongye was speechless for a moment.

Tokugawa, however, was quite nonchalant, saying, "Anyway, it's already spread..."

He picked up the warm tea and muttered to himself, "This is retribution."

Hao Hongye was puzzled. "Hmm? Retribution...?"

Tokugawa, however, was very serious. "It is my fault for being punished by heaven. It is all my fault for failing to live up to the mandate of heaven."

Hao Hongye's face immediately turned strange. He could only change Bai Mucheng's bandages while saying with a troubled expression, "Grandpa, could you please explain in more detail..."

"Hey!"

Tokugawa sighed deeply and asked those around him, "What is my job?!"

"This……"

Hao Hongye was immediately in a dilemma.

Wu Fengshui then tentatively said, "Grandpa, you're a big shot in the business world and have connections in politics. In short, a few words might be enough—"

Before she could finish speaking, Tokugawa raised his hand to interrupt her, saying, "You're not sure, little girl."

Tokugawa said seriously, "I run a 'marriage agency'!"

Everyone: "..."

Everyone: "...?"

Tokugawa then added, "This matchmaking agency serves fighters from all over the world."

"They are eager to fight, full of fighting spirit, seeking strong enemies, and thirsting for battle."

"I'm here to serve them!"

Tokugawa clenched his fist. "Introduce these people to formidable rivals! That is the destiny bestowed upon me!!"

After helping Bai Mucheng change his bandages, Hao Hongye smiled faintly and said, "So that's what you mean. You're right."

Tokugawa leaned back on the sofa in frustration, reflecting, "It was my negligence that caused this old man to fail me!"

After saying that, Tokugawa suddenly stood up and looked at Kou Momiji, "Momiji, do you want to fight that 'Guji Doppo'?!"

"...Huh?"

Hao Hongye was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "What an abrupt question, haha..."

Tokugawa pressed on, "Do you want to fight him?"

Hao Hongye crossed her arms. "But no matter how much I want to fight him, it depends on whether Mr. Yudi is willing."

Tokugawa added, "What if Doppo wants to fight you?!"

Hao Hongye seemed to be deep in thought, "Haha, what should I do..."

Tokugawa asked, "You don't want to...?"

Hao Hongye rubbed his chin. "This is going to be a headache, haha..."

Tokugawa added further conditions, saying, "'If I can't fight Kou Momiji, I might as well commit suicide!'—That's what Goji Doppo once shouted!"

Hao Hongye immediately grinned and said, "Then I can't pretend I didn't hear it, I have to go save him!"

"—That's it!!"

Tokugawa spoke solemnly, "Whether there's a reason or not is completely unimportant! Just seeing them is enough! Just let those who yearn for battle see them—"

"Doppo, Hanayama, Ange, Kaia, Shibukawa, Momiji, Shiraki, Ohma, Raian, Wakatsuki, Kano, Imai, Kaoran..."

Tokugawa rattled off a long list of names, more than a dozen, without pausing for a moment, as if he knew them all by heart.

"These men don't care about the reasons for fighting; they'll attack the moment they see each other!"

"I know this perfectly well, yet I still wasted my time!"

"Absolutely not..."

With a sigh from Tokugawa, the old man suddenly felt a surge of energy, stood up abruptly, clenched his fist, and shouted in a low voice:

"In short, leave it to me!"

"..."

Tokugawa then took his leave.

Hao Hongye continued to help Bai Mucheng with his physical examination.

To his surprise, aside from Shiraki Sei and Wu Fengshui, even the younger Arisa was able to quickly understand Tokugawa.

But upon closer examination, it becomes clear that this is not the first time the brother and sister, Shiraki Shō and Sakurai Arisa, have faced the life and death of their elders.

The old man who raised them also passed away with the same intense emotion, smiling.

"Perhaps it really is divine retribution?"

Arisa was shocked and laughed, "When Tokugawa fulfills his destiny—to witness Baki and his father fighting—he will recover from his serious illness."

"Haha! Maybe it really will be like that!"

Hao Hongye laughed heartily and patted Bai Mucheng on the shoulder, "You're recovering well. You're a body brimming with fighting spirit. You'll be fully recovered in a while."

After saying this, Hao Hongye also took his leave.

The daily routine at the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy continues.

……

……

The next day.

Today, the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy was not operating as usual, but instead held a members' event, and was invited to the headquarters of the Divine Heart Club for practice and exchange.

The members who participated were: Maruk, Rihito, and Haruo Kono.

The first two are regulars at the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy.

As for Haruo Kono, the "God of Destruction," he became an apprentice of Jun Sekibayashi, the "Angel of Hell," and trained daily with a super professional wrestling group.

Also present at the Shenxin Association for exchanges was one of the specially invited coaches – [Fighting God] Gaolang Unsavado.

Therefore, the Shenxin Guild Hall is quite lively today.

……

……

The main building of the Shinshin Association, fifth floor, is the dojo.

After giving their respective martial arts instructions, Shiraki Cheng and Gao Lang signaled to the members and disciples to practice on their own, while they returned to the sidelines to rest.

Katsumi, sitting in a wheelchair, was in charge of entertaining the two.

"Thank you so much. Although I'm finally able to be discharged from the hospital, I still can't give any martial arts lessons or even practice recently."

As he spoke, Katsumi shook his right hand, which was slinged to his chest with bandages.

His entire right forearm was tightly bound in a cast, while his left hand and both feet were also bandaged.

Looking at the many battles surrounding Pico, apart from the psychologically traumatized Jack Vanma, it is Katsumi Ikuchi who suffered the most severe physical trauma.

His right arm was almost ruined, and it was only thanks to the efforts of Hao Hongye and Yingchu that it was barely saved.

"As you can see, I'm following the doctor's orders and resting obediently. I can only stand up for a limited time each day, and it's so boring!"

Gaolang sipped his bottled water, raising an eyebrow with dead fish eyes. "But anyway, you fought, and you can still fight, right?"

"Ah, yes..."

Katsumi nodded and looked at Shiraki, "Just like Shiraki-kun said, we modern people have earned the right to keep fighting."

……

……

It was evening.

As darkness fell, night enveloped the headquarters of the Shenxin Association.

The members and disciples dispersed, leaving only Shiramu Cheng, Gao Lang, and Yudi Keji behind.

The three of them went to the ninth floor of the temple.

"it is good!"

Shiramu Cheng stretched his arms. "It's a rare occasion to come to the Shinshinkai, so I should move around a bit, but it's hard to sweat with the bandages on..."

Katsumi chuckled and teased, "Wouldn't your girlfriend be unhappy?"

"Hongye will say I don't respect the doctor's work!"

Shiramu grinned, tentatively throwing punches and kicks with a light yet swift motion, subtly revealing an unconventional burst of power.

"This is the ability to strike first even when facing Pike."

"—That's amazing!"

Katsumi rummaged around for a bit, pulled a plastic bag from the armrest of the wheelchair, then slowly stood up and gently tossed the plastic bag into the air.

"This exercise is more fun than just swinging in the air."