Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

The bald man took two steps back and sat back in his original spot.

Not long after this, another person stood up.

This time it's a cultured guy with medium-length hair, but the tattoo on his arm is quite intimidating.

After he got up, he followed the same steps as the bald man.

He went to the table, downed the wine he had poured in one gulp, then led his henchmen out in a rush.

Shimada Sho gradually began to see some clues.

These people seem to be doing something.

Similar to voluntarily signing up, getting up to drink signifies that one is about to take action.

If one person can't do it, then the next one will, and so on, until it's done.

Sure enough, the group returned shortly afterward.

He was also injured, or even worse; the artsy guy had a clump of hair pulled out, revealing his white scalp.

When they returned, they walked up to Takikawa Rena's table, their attitude even more awkward than the others had been.

Rena Takikawa still didn't look up.

She picked up the cup in her hand, took a sip, then put the cup back on the table. Her fingertips lingered on the rim of the cup for a moment before moving away.

The man immediately turned around and sat back down, not daring to utter a single word the entire time.

Shimada Sho stood behind the bar, taking in the whole scene.

He glanced again at the middle-aged man with a crew cut next to him. The man always sat beside Takikawa Rena, and every time someone went out and came back, he would whisper a few words to Takikawa Rena, probably reporting something.

Takikawa Rena's expression didn't change much as she listened, but the fierceness in her eyes grew stronger.

In the following time, several more groups of people got up and went out.

They were all brought back after a short time.

Shimada Sho observed the tables that hadn't yet volunteered and spotted Sugita and the blond underling he'd talked to before.

They were at a table in the corner, and Sugita was holding a wine glass in his hand, his face looking somewhat bitter.

After wiping the glass in his hand, Shimada Sho walked over and put a glass of juice down for him, asking casually, "What's going on?"

Everyone at the table looked over, but when they saw it was Shimada Sho, they looked away.

Only Sugita complained helplessly, "It's all Owada's fault."

"Owada?"

"Yes, the boss wants to take over Hyakunincho and sent people to negotiate, but Owada won't give her any face at all."

So what are you doing now?

"There's no other way but to settle things with fists."

"..."

Shimada Sho understood.

This is a gangland brawl!

It's possible that the two sides reached some kind of tacit agreement and sent people to confront each other.

But if that's the case, Takikawa Rena's side might be a bit weak.

All the men sent out were sent back.

There weren't many left, and they all looked weaker than the last.

Can someone as ugly and deformed as that really defeat someone from Ōwada?

Shimada Sho has no good feelings towards Owada, the organization that swindled him out of his money.

But he still acknowledges his abilities.

When we first went to their door, the members we saw, in terms of appearance, demeanor, and skill, should have completely overwhelmed this group of small fry.

I don't know where Takikawa Rena got her confidence from, but she's facing off against people like this.

"If this continues, we'll have no choice but to go."

As Shimada Sho pondered, a junior employee at the table sighed bitterly.

Sugita glanced at him quickly and said, "You bastard, if you're doing this for the organization, don't complain!"

"But we're no match for them at all!" the younger brother said, still feeling a bit aggrieved.

They were just ordinary peripheral members who had only recently joined.

Now, the most powerful fighters in the organization have all been driven back. Weren't they just courting death by going there?

The boss agreed that both sides would send people, and they could talk if their side won a match.

The conditions are lenient, but the premise is that he won't hold back on his side.

Judging from the appearance of those who returned, the other party must have used ruthless methods.

A moment of carelessness could lead to someone's death.

Shimada Sho observed his younger brother's behavior, then turned to look into the distance.

The new group of people who returned were all injured. The one who was most seriously injured covered half of his face with his hand, and the blood seeping from between his fingers soaked through the tissue.

Turning back to Sugita, Shimada Sho asked, "Which group is this?"

“The seventh wave.” The blond henchman held up four fingers, shook them, and said with a frustrated helplessness, “We lost all the previous ones, and if the next group we send can’t reach an agreement…”

He glanced in Takikawa Rena's direction as he spoke, and lowered his voice, saying, "It's not just that we can't take over the territory; our organization will probably have a hard time establishing itself in front of the Imperial Garden in the future."

Shimada Sho: "..."

The store manager is really adorably silly.

Knowing they were no match, they still sent people to deliver it.

In the underworld, reputation is everything. After being beaten like this by Ōwada, it will indeed be difficult for him to establish himself again.

"Kuso!"

As Shimada Sho was pondering, someone next to him suddenly stood up and swore.

As soon as he spoke, everyone looked over.

The person who stood up was a young man with dyed yellow hair and a conspicuous scar on his face, which stretched from the corner of his eyebrow to his chin.

His gaze was fierce, sweeping across the entire room the moment he stood up, causing some to instinctively look away.

Seeing this, Sugita breathed a sigh of relief, "Inoshita-kun is finally up!"

"This time it'll definitely work, right?!" the blond henchman immediately chimed in.

The other people at the table also started talking amongst themselves.

The room was filled with whispers.

Listening to their discussion, Shimada Sho roughly understood.

This guy named Inoue is Takikawa Rena's most capable henchman.

He can be called a top-notch expert on the "armed front" and the real deal of the Double Flower Red Pole.

His underlings are also a small number of elites.

After getting up, Jingxia strode over to Takikawa Rena's table with great momentum, and then, without saying a word, picked up the wine and gulped it down.

Then he said, "Big Sister! Leave it to me. If I can't take down that guy Owada, I'll commit suicide to atone for my sins!"

Rena Takikawa remained silent.

She simply stared at him with a stern gaze.

The man who had been so fierce in the well softened his aura when he met her gaze, which was quite unusual.

"Go."

After a long while, Rena Takikawa nodded and spoke.

Upon hearing this, Jingxia nodded emphatically, turned around, called to his underlings, and rushed out of the bar.

Since he's the strongest fighter, he should be able to win this game.

That's what Shimada Sho thought.

But soon, they realized they had overestimated what was going on down in the well.

Just over twenty minutes later, he returned with his men.

Standing in the same spot, head bowed, clothes stained with blood, and a glaring gash on his drooping arm.

He still couldn't win.

The atmosphere in the bar became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

In the quiet air, many members unconsciously slowed their breathing.

Rena Takikawa remained silent.

She crossed her legs and sat quietly.

The invisible pressure gradually dissipated.

Until one moment, she slightly opened her mouth, as if she were saying something to the middle-aged man with a crew cut next to her.

Upon hearing this, the other person got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Instantly, all the underlings tensed up.

Meanwhile, Takikawa Rena's fingertips gripped the wine glass, tapping it gently, once, twice.

It seems things are taking a very bad turn.

Seeing that she had revealed a gloomy demeanor she had never shown before, Shimada Sho shook his head helplessly and walked past.

Shimada Sho walked at a leisurely pace, weaving through the narrow gaps between the scattered seats, and soon arrived at Takikawa Rena's table.

He stopped a few steps away, just alongside the person in the well.

Takikawa Rena looked up at him, a hint of coldness still lingering in her eyes, but it vanished in an instant, replaced by her usual smile. She asked with a slight upturn of her lips, "Genji-kun, is something the matter?"

“Okay.” Shimada Sho nodded. “I can go over there.”

"What?" Takikawa Rena probably didn't understand and asked again.

Shimada Sho looked at her and smiled, "The store manager has work to do, it wouldn't be right if she didn't give me, an employee, a job."

"you……"

“I can handle Owada, but that would be considered overtime and I’d have to pay extra.”

His voice wasn't loud, but his words were steady, clear, and accurate, reaching Takikawa Rena's ears without a single mistake.

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Life-Saving Wine – Have I Become Her Man?

There were some whispers going on in the bar.

But when Shimada Sho spoke, all the sounds disappeared.

All the members turned to look at them.

She stared in disbelief at the boy standing in front of Takikawa Rena.

"Who is this guy?" someone whispered to their companion.

"She must be a high school student working part-time at Rena's shop."

"Part-time jobs for high school students?"

"This guy's gone mad!"

When Shimada Sho's identity became known, the members' expressions were quite varied.

Some of them were filled with astonishment, while others were trying hard to suppress their laughter.

In short, I simply cannot believe that a high school student could be involved in something like this.

"Is he mistaken?"