I teach judo in Tokyo.

"Do you really think that the so-called world of the strong is a pure, bright, just, and friendly wonderful world?" Her voice was a little low and hoarse.

How can one demonstrate strength without defeating the weak?

How can you instill fear in others without killing them?

"How can rules be established without bloodshed?"

Yae Meixuan sneered: "If one is a madman, nothing is impossible. So-called madman duels are basically aimed at completely killing the opponent. It's just a higher level of underground boxing."

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave.

Sousuke remained silent, simply looking up as Atsushi Yokoi, who had just defeated his opponent, raised his hands and walked off the ring amidst cheers from the audience, receiving an excited hug from his employer.

At the same time, he also looked at a masked man standing quietly next to Atsushi Yokoi and his employer.

His eyes flickered slightly.

[Yuichi Moriguchi (20), Mildly Dangerous]

After staring at her for a few seconds, and when she looked up at him as if she had noticed something, Atobe Sousuke turned around decisively and caught up with Yae Ume, who had already passed through the crowd.

The two left the unfinished building, which held a hidden secret, one after the other, in silence.

The sun had completely set, and the streetlights and neon lights of various shops had come on.

It actually seemed much more lively than the eerie twilight when they arrived.

After walking past a street corner, Yae Meixuan took off her Hannya mask first, then turned around and extended her fair hand to Atobe Sousuke: "The mask cost two hundred yen, please settle the payment."

Sosuke hadn't taken off his mask yet; he looked down at his master's outstretched hand.

Although she appears fair and delicate at first glance, a closer look reveals that her hands and arms are covered with white marks of varying shades.

It appears to be the mark left after a wound from being cut by a sharp weapon has healed.

He couldn't help but look upwards, his gaze sweeping over the various parts of Yae Meixuan exposed outside her clothes, and then he discovered something astonishing.

This beautiful master craftswoman was covered in knife wounds.

Fortunately, she doesn't seem to have a tendency to form keloids; the wounds are all discolored marks that differ slightly from her skin tone.

Clearly, this bold and valiant female swordswoman, who is like a yakuza boss, is someone who has survived some kind of perilous environment.

He silently removed his mask, then counted out two coins from his pocket and placed them in the other person's palm.

As he handed it to them, he said softly, "So, what did the victor in that deadly duel just now gain?"

Yae Meixuan grabbed the two coins and pulled them back into her hand. Then she smiled brightly and said, "Currently, the construction company will obtain the joint construction rights for the redevelopment of that unfinished building."

“In the prime, central area of ​​Bunkyo Ward, where every inch of land is precious, demolishing that unfinished building will redevelop it into a high-end office tower. The profits involved will surely exceed tens or hundreds of billions of yen.”

She picked up the gourd and took a small sip, letting out a satisfied sigh: "I've been holding back for so long, I can finally drink."

As she spoke, she noticed that Sosuke was staring at her. After thinking for a moment, she handed him the sake gourd: "You're an adult now, right? Want to take a sip?"

Sosuke initially wanted to refuse, but then the bloody scene he had just witnessed flashed through his mind.

After a moment of silence, he reached out and took the gourd.

Then, with Yae Meixuan's eyes bulging out across from him, he gulped down a mouthful of food with great gusto.

Hmm, just as he expected, the wine flavor was not strong, but the fruit aroma was abundant.

Wait! This wine! This wine!?

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the drug was quickly absorbed by his body, and Sosuke felt dizzy.

"Hey! I meant 'sip'!" Yae Meixuan's eyes widened, and she suddenly reached out to snatch it away. "Why are you drinking so much! This isn't how you drink it! It's expensive!"

Sosuke let out a burp, his eyes becoming glazed over.

Facing Yae Meixuan's outstretched hand, he suddenly pulled his wine gourd back, perfectly dodging the large-boo master's small hand.

With a sharp cry, Yae Meixuan lunged at Atobe Sousuke.

The two of them suddenly stuck together.

Sosuke used one hand to shield himself from the anxious Yae Mei-xuan, while holding the sake gourd high in the other hand, looking somewhat dizzy.

Yae Meixuan cursed as she stood on tiptoe and raised her hand, trying to reach Sosuke's outstretched arm. However, she was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, which was considered relatively tall among Japanese girls, but she was no match for Sosuke, who was over 1.85 meters tall.

In a moment of desperation, she shouted angrily, clenched her fist, and punched Sosuke in the stomach.

The next second, Sosuke twisted and turned his arm that was blocking in front of him, not only blocking his master's fist, but also locking her joints, instantly controlling her completely.

"Baka!" The master was furious with this brat. She immediately drew her sword with her free left hand, ready to draw blood on Sousuke.

Unexpectedly, Sousuke immediately stepped forward, his right hand holding the sake gourd, instantly parrying Yae Mei-xuan's hand that was trying to draw her sword from below, and then twisting it upwards!

At this moment, Yae Meixuan's hands were tightly gripped by Sousuke, and she was pressed very closely against Sousuke.

"Hey! Kid, are you looking for death?!" Yae Meixuan roared, but she was completely immobilized by Sousuke.

That's right, although this large group of masters are "absolute" level experts.

But all her skills were in the knife.

Of course, relying on her strong physical qualities and reaction speed, she could easily overpower ordinary people and even ordinary experts with just basic punches and kicks.

However, in the face of Atobe Sousuke, whose physical strength is also exceptional, he is at the level of Ground Technique 20.

Unable to pull out the knife, she was essentially fish on a chopping board.

Atobe Sousuke's eyes darted around: "Master sister, what kind of sake is this? It tastes so good!"

As he spoke, in front of Master Da Bo, while controlling the woman who was about to go crazy with anger, he used his finger to hook the wine gourd and took another big gulp.

"Hey!" Yae Meixuan was truly terrified now. She shouted urgently, "Wake up! Don't drink it! You'll really die!!!"

"How stingy! It's just a little bit of alcohol..." Atobe Sousuke retorted, still a bit tipsy. "Since you're so stingy, I'll give it back to you right now!"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head.

He stared at those cherry-colored, moist lips for a few seconds, half-asleep.

Then, under Yae Meixuan's horrified gaze...

He put it in his mouth in one gulp.

***

Chapter 112 Eight Salts and Wine

"Um...uh..."

Yae Meixuan was forced to drink a mouthful of wine by Atobe Sousuke, and she was on the verge of going crazy.

However, his body was firmly stuck in this incredibly strong creature, preventing him from moving, and he had no choice but to accept it.

Her attire resembled that of a female swordswoman in a martial arts drama, and her stunning figure was held captive in Sosuke's arms. Their unique kissing posture was particularly eye-catching.

Several pedestrians walked by and couldn't help but glance at the two of them.

Yae Meixuan even overheard a couple whispering among themselves as they passed by.

"They're such a perfect match! That boy is so handsome!" the woman said.

"Hmm, the woman was alright, but the man was really not good." There was a hint of sourness in the man's words.

I don't know if he was being sarcastic about his girlfriend praising Sousuke's good looks, or if he was being sarcastic about the fact that the master in Sousuke's arms was such a perfect guy.

After being forced to swallow all the wine that Sousuke fed her, Yae Meixuan forced herself to calm down and then carefully felt the joints that Atobe Sousuke was controlling.

I was just about to raise my knee and give him a good beating.

May this guy be childless and have no descendants!

But then I found that my whole body suddenly relaxed.

Then, Atobe Sousuke released his grip on her hands, and she slumped down, her head resting gently on Yae Meika's shoulder.

It made a shallow breathing sound.

He got drunk.

Yae Meixuan gently supported Atobe Sousuke, who had fallen on her, and glared angrily at the drunk boy.

His handsome sleeping face was peaceful and serene, like that of a well-behaved child.

She took a few quick breaths, then slowly fell silent.

"Damn it..." she muttered in frustration, pulling Sosuke's arm over and draping it over her shoulder, while placing one hand on his waist to steady him.

Then she helped Atobe Sousuke to the roadside to wait for a taxi.

"Kid, you dare to drink the 'Eight Salts Wine' that I specially commissioned? You're really courting death!"

She kept muttering to herself while waiting for the bus.

"You drank half a pot of my liquor in one go! I'll come after you when you wake up!"

"Damn it, I'm so angry!"

***

The next morning.

Sosuke woke up slightly drunk.

He opened his eyes in confusion at first, but calmed down a little after seeing the familiar ceiling.

Then he turned to look to the side.

Familiar bedding, familiar room.

Have I returned to the dojo?

what happened?

Atobe Sousuke sat up and began to review his memories...

'Yesterday... well, yesterday that big-breasted master took me to an abandoned building... I witnessed a deathmatch, and... someone was indeed killed.'

'Then, after we came out, the big-breasted master gave me the gourd of wine and told me to take a sip...'

'That wine was quite good...and then...and then...?'

Sosuke scratched his head, completely bewildered.

"I drank myself into oblivion??"

What's going on? What kind of wine is this?

After Lao Tzu's body was optimized by the system, how could there be any wine that could knock me out with just one sip?

And the alcohol content of that wine isn't very high! It's sweet, almost like a soft drink.

Could it be that busty master, coveting my male beauty, slipped a drug into my drink?

Atobe Sousuke quickly pulled down his pants to check his inner demons.

Full of youthful vigor!

It doesn't look like it has been thoroughly subdued.

For some reason, I'm a little disappointed...

No! Stop! Stop thinking about all that nonsense!

Sosuke shook his head, put on the clothes that were placed by the bed, and then went downstairs.

I saw Kuno Maruko setting out breakfast on the table.

The widow is still so beautiful today; her stunning figure is incredibly alluring even when paired with a proper long dress.

Sosuke's heart stirred at the sight, and his vibrant inner demons immediately guided him to walk toward the widow who had her back to him.

Then she gently pulled him into her arms.

"Kuno-nee." Sousuke greeted the widow with a grin.

Kuno Maruko was startled, but quickly recovered and obediently let Sosuke hold her.

"Sosuke-kun, you're awake! Come and have breakfast! I've prepared some hangover soup."

Sosuke chuckled, lowered his head and gently bit the snow-white neck, mumbling a sentence amidst the widow's soft gasps.