Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

Unfortunately, his calls were to no avail.

After stopping, Kaiki Tetsujo took a deep look at the boy in front of him, panting, and finally gave a samurai salute before turning and walking out of the arena.

"What's going on!?" Shota hadn't even reacted yet.

Sugita smiled. "We won!"

Jia Mutiecheng was, after all, a renowned master with his own dignity.

He wouldn't knowingly go up and risk injury to exchange for injury when he was clearly outmatched.

Firstly, we definitely can't win, and secondly, it won't look good on the surface.

Therefore, he made the wisest choice.

In today's context, that means they won!

In that instant, some were happy while others were sad.

Owada Heavy Industries was completely deflated and needed to lean against the wall to stand up.

He hesitated several times before finally letting go of his hand in dejection.

We lost. We lost completely.

The territory of the Okawata group is no longer safe.

Only Shimada Sho remained in the arena.

After defeating Kaiki Tetsujo, he became the sole focus of attention.

Under everyone's gaze, he looked up at the edge of the field, in the direction of Kiryu Ichiyo.

Kiryu Ichiyo was also looking at him.

His eyes held a complex expression as he scrutinized the young man in the arena, as if trying to see through him.

Should we void this round as well?

Shimada Sho met her gaze and asked with a playful expression.

Upon hearing this, everyone around looked over.

Kiryu Ichiyo stood up abruptly and walked off the field. "No need. Hyakunincho belongs to the Armed Forces."

She left with her people, giving her answer without any hesitation.

quiet!

The scene was completely silent, and no one spoke until Kiryu Ichiyo left.

It wasn't until Shimada Sho moved his feet, walked out of the battlefield, and came to Owada Heavy Industries that he finally arrived.

"Now that Kiryu Ichiyo has admitted defeat, Lord Ōwada shouldn't go back on his word, right?"

"How could I...?"

Owada Heavy Industries forced a smile and quickly denied it.

His smile, however, was more painful to watch than his tears.

Shimada Sho smiled with satisfaction. "That's good."

After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the warehouse without looking back.

Seeing this, Sugita and the others quickly followed.

The battle is over, and the outcome is clear.

With witnesses from various nearby gangs, there's no need to worry about the Okawata Group reneging on its promises.

Shimada Sho's mission was now complete.

All I need to do now is go back and report.

As I stepped out of the iron gate of the Owada-gumi headquarters, the night breeze carrying warm air rushed towards me.

Shimada Sho stretched his shoulders under the streetlight.

My forearm, which was a little numb from the fight with Jia Mu Tie Cheng, has mostly recovered by now.

A series of hurried footsteps came from behind. Sugita was the first to come out, followed closely by Shota, and then his four underlings filed out.

The shock that hadn't quite been digested still lingered on their faces.

"Brother Shimada!"

Upon approaching, Sugita was the first to speak, his tone full of respectful inquiry, "Who... exactly are you?"

"Didn't I already say?" Shimada Sho raised an eyebrow, "You're a part-time high school student."

"A high school student can beat Kaiki Tetsujo?" Shota peeked out from behind, his eyes wide. "That's someone who's well-known in the Kanto martial arts world!"

Shimada Sho didn't respond to that and continued walking towards the parking spot ahead.

Sugita followed beside him, her gaze sweeping over his back several times, as if trying to piece together the man's outline.

In his mind, he recalled the plans he had made before he stood up that night.

The boss took a special liking to this young man, thinking that he could help out and do him a favor so that he could ask for help in the future.

This was originally a small investment with low risk and uncertain returns.

As a result, this favor has now ballooned to a level completely beyond expectations.

That being the case...

"Brother Shimada." He quickly caught up and said earnestly, "I wasn't able to help much today, but in the future, no matter what happens, as long as it's something the gang can handle, feel free to tell me. Don't be shy!"

Shimada Sho glanced at him and nodded: "Okay."

Anyway, he just agreed casually; he won't get involved with the underworld.

We can't afford to get stuck in this cycle again, can we?

Seeing his casual attitude, Sugita's inner scales tipped a little more in one direction.

The person who could defeat Kamo no Tetsujo wouldn't even flinch upon hearing such a statement.

Either they genuinely don't care, or they're used to seeing this kind of scene.

Regardless of the reason, he felt that the moment he stood up tonight was probably the best decision he had made in a long time.

The group got into the car, Sugita started the engine, and the car drove away from the streets of Hyakunincho and merged into the main traffic flow.

The neon lights outside the car window stretched into flowing ribbons of light in the night.

The carriage was quiet for a while. Shota, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak up: "Shimada-kun, how did you dodge Koki Tetsujo's punch? I didn't see it at all."

“We were lucky,” Shimada Sho explained.

"And what about that last move? You were clearly on defense, and then suddenly you cut in."

"happen."

"..."

Shota didn't dare ask any more questions.

He was genuinely curious, but seeing that Shimada Sho had leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes, he wisely kept quiet.

Sugita glanced at Shimada Sho in the rearview mirror and then stopped bothering him.

The group drove back the way they had come.

The street scenes of Hyakunincho were quickly left far behind.

Meanwhile, inside the bar.

The atmosphere at night was somber.

Rena Takikawa was still sitting at that table, her posture exactly the same as when Sho Shimada left.

But he kept looking at his phone over and over again.

Unfortunately, there was no information available.

Occasionally, she would look up at the middle-aged man beside her, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

“If you’re worried, I can send someone over to check,” said Li Mu, the cadre, noticing her concern.

Takikawa Rena shook her head upon hearing this, "No need."

When she spoke, her attitude didn't seem particularly urgent.

However, her frequent glances at her phone betrayed her true feelings; she wasn't as calm as she appeared.

The man sitting in the corner looked very unwell.

His right hand was wrapped in white gauze, from his palm all the way to the middle of his forearm, with a coin-sized bloodstain showing through the edge of the gauze.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze occasionally sweeping towards the doorway.

Just then, someone nearby muttered, "They haven't come back yet after all this time."

"I'm afraid they won't be able to come back," another voice chimed in. "The people in Owada aren't pushovers."

"That kid drank the oath-taking wine made by the boss; if he loses..."

"If you lose, you have to follow the rules." Jingxia suddenly spoke up, his voice stern: "If you drink the oath and fail to accomplish anything, you should be punished accordingly. Even if he comes back, the proper procedures cannot be skipped!"

As he spoke, the ruthlessness in his eyes became even more pronounced.

A member nearby, following the sound of his voice, unconsciously focused his gaze on his arm, which had just been punished.

They immediately moved away, whether out of schadenfreude or sympathy.

Inside the bar, Nozomi Sasaki stood in front of the sink, clutching a dry cloth in her hand, which she had been holding for quite some time.

Her gaze kept drifting towards the doorway, her eyes filled with worry.

Unfortunately, no matter how much I looked, that hoped-for figure never appeared.

A few minutes later, Takikawa Rena finally couldn't wait any longer.

She put down her phone, turned her head, and whispered instructions to Li Mu beside her.

The other party nodded, stood up, and looked around the room, seemingly wanting to call on someone.

But before he could say anything, the bar door was suddenly pushed open.

Everyone followed the sound and looked in that direction.

Then a familiar young figure walked in first.

He was wearing the black T-shirt he had left with, and apart from a few wrinkles on the cuffs, there was no obvious damage.

Furthermore, there were no visible injuries on her face, and her demeanor remained exactly the same as when she left.

Behind him, Shota leaned out halfway.

Next came Sugita and his four underlings.

The group entered together and stood behind Shimada Sho, their postures more relaxed than when they left.

"He...isn't injured?" Eyes turned towards them from inside the bar.

The person next to him muttered under his breath, "Maybe they didn't dare go and came back after walking around, right?"

The sound was quite loud, and Shota heard it, immediately bristling, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The man was startled and quickly stopped talking.

Just then, Sugita stepped forward with a smug smile and said, "It's all settled. Owada Heavy Industries personally promised you, young man, that the streets of Hyakunincho will be under the control of the armed forces."