Super Fighting Tokyo.

Two days later, at the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy.

Shiraki Sei got up early for a long run, as usual a 30-kilometer warm-up marathon, circling the streets of Tokyo and finally returning home at sunrise.

"Hoo-ha...hoo-ha...hoo-ha..."

He was panting heavily as he circled the yard to slow down, finally standing in front of his own gate and stretching vigorously.

"Haa~~~!"

The shirt was soaked with sweat and felt uncomfortable to the touch.

But in any case, I felt a little satisfied because of the sweat, so today was a pretty good morning.

"I am back!"

Bai Mucheng called out to the room, wanting to ask Wu Fengshui about today's breakfast, so he opened the door and curtains together.

But in that instant—

Whoosh!

What appeared before Shiramu Cheng was still the familiar "black eyes and white pupils".

However, the owner of those eyes was not a young girl, but a muscular man who was 188cm tall, with short blond hair and a ferocious face.

It is Wu Lei'an, the "Demon".

He stood in front of the living room door, staring at Bai Mucheng with a sinister grin.

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Shiraki Cheng: "...?"

He blinked, pulled the door and curtains back together, and then opened them again.

Whoosh!

Wu Lei'an remained standing there, even grinning at Bai Mucheng.

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

If something doesn't feel right, try again.

Shiramu pulled the door and curtains back in place once more, then opened them for the third time.

Whoosh!

Wu Lei'an: "Hehe!"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

When he tried to pull the door and curtains back again, Wu Lei'an finally couldn't hold back and angrily grabbed the door frame.

"Stop playing!"

Wu Lei'an was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead. "I've been waiting for you, brother!"

Bai Mucheng finally accepted the fact, scratched his head and said, "Oh..."

He looked at Wu Lei'an, "So, are you here to train? Or to play practice matches?"

"..."

Just as Wu Lei'an was about to challenge someone to a fight, he was interrupted by another voice from inside the house.

"Shiraki is doing his daily workout; don't disturb his progress."

"Besides, Lei An, you have some commissions to do recently, right? Don't delay them."

The one speaking was none other than Wu Huiliyang, the patriarch of the Wu clan. He was drinking tea on the sofa, accompanied by Wu Lianyi.

At the same time, Wu Fengshui served tea and snacks to the table and winked at Bai Mucheng with a grin.

"..."

Bai Mucheng took off his shoes and entered the house, grabbing a towel to wipe his sweat. "Grandpa, Lianyi, Lei'an, did the three of you come together?"

Wu Huili nodded, "Yes, I also caught up with old man Lei Xinliu. I'm going back to Wuzhi Village this afternoon, so I just came to sit for a while."

Shiraki Shiroki, of course, welcomed the idea.

Seeing that there was no fight to be had, Wu Lei'an could only snort and sit back on the sofa with his arms crossed.

"..."

Shiramu went to change his clothes.

It was early in the morning, and there were no outsiders at the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

Wu Lianyi suddenly asked curiously, "Speaking of which, Grandpa, did the family receive a commission from Old Master Tokugawa a while ago?"

Wu Huili nodded.

"Wow! The pay must be very generous, but unfortunately I was in the United States at the time."

Wu Lianyi was filled with regret and pressed for details, "What is it? Would you mind revealing it?"

Wu Huili pondered for a moment, "Tokugawa didn't require it to be kept secret, and besides, if this were to get out, probably no one would believe it, right?"

Wu Lianyi was even more curious, "Grandpa, tell me about it!"

"Okay, don't tell anyone."

Wu Huili was in a good mood and treated it as a story.

"Previously, Tokugawa commissioned the Wu clan to secretly invite a 'big shot' from Kumamoto all the way to Tokyo."

Wu Lei'an asked, puzzled, "A big shot? Who?"

On the stairs, Yusa popped her head out with a toothbrush in her mouth and blurted out, "Kumamon!"

Wu Lei'an was furious. He bared his teeth to scare the little girl, making a clicking sound.

Arisa shrank back with a grin.

Beside her, Wu Lianyi pondered, "Is it a guard job? Who in Kumamoto is a friend of Tokugawa shogun?"

Wu Huili took a sip of hot tea and revealed, "He is an ancient swordsman."

Almost instantly, Wu Lianyi realized the answer: "Miyamoto Musashi!? His grave is in Musashizuka, Kumamoto, but how did he get to Tokyo?"

As they talked, Wu Lianyi's expression turned strange. "Grandpa, you and Grandpa Tokugawa didn't go digging up graves, did you?"

Wu Huili said irritably, "It was through Tokugawa's connections that Musashi's body was brought to Tokyo and taken to the basement of Tokyo Skytree."

Wu Lianyi was even more baffled, "What would Lord Tokugawa need a corpse for?"

"Who knows?"

Wu Huiliyang, unaware of the follow-up, laughed and said, "Perhaps, like Pi Ke, the 'Peerless Under Heaven,' who should have been submerged in the river of time, is still alive."

This would be science fiction if applied to Pico;

But when applied to a specific deceased person, it feels like a horror movie.

Wu Lianyi rubbed her goosebumps.

Seeing this, Wu Huili raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I don't know why, but lately I've had a feeling that something is getting closer and closer..."

Another day off

The weather was amazing during the May Day holiday! (Just kidding, scratch that.)

Mainly—

The core battles of the Musashi arc have been designed, but the transitions and connections still need careful revision; otherwise, I won't be able to capture the right feel. So I need to take another day off to work on them.

I probably won't be taking any more leave in the near future.

Preview: The Musashi Saga features many original battles, giving Kengan characters a chance to shine, and a mysterious character will also make a comeback.

I took leave with a guilty conscience. I opened my eyes at five in the morning and kept thinking about it over and over, but I still felt uncomfortable. I need to shut myself in for a day and think about it like crazy.

Thank you for your support, thank you so much.

see you tomorrow!

Chapter 598 Recent Movements of Each Person

It was still early, so the three members of the Wu clan rested temporarily at the Fighting Soul Martial Arts Hall.

After changing into dry clothes, having breakfast, and resting for a while, Shiraki Cheng went straight to the practice dojo on the first floor.

Seeing this, Wu Lei'an couldn't stay still either.

Since Bai Mucheng's training isn't over yet, let's just find someone else to play with, like that big, goofy guy who lives at the Fighting Soul Martial Arts Hall.

So, Maruk, who had just finished cleaning up the dishes, was pulled off the field by Wu Lei'an to practice.

……

……

Inside the practice dojo on the first floor.

Bai Mucheng stood barefoot, surrounded by swirling ink, which gradually outlined the shape of Long in front of him.

This robust master with thick eyebrows and big eyes was still wearing a dark red kasaya on his upper body and white Taoist trousers on his lower body, with a red ribbon tied around his forehead.

{Um!}

He nodded to Shiraki Sei.

This time, however, the two are not going to spar, but to train together.

They faced the same direction, stood sideways, with their left arms forward and their right fists close to their chests to protect their ribs, their weight centered, and assumed a stance.