๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐: ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐จ๐ฉ
“You need to escape now!”
The subordinate who opened the paper door and came in shouted.
A hand-shaped bloodstain had appeared on the main gate, although it was unclear where the blood had come from.
“Ugh, damn it. . .! Boss, please get to safety first.”
Yotsu, his right-hand man, frowned and rose to his feet.
Yamaguchi-gumi, the largest yakuza organization in Japan,
An organization that had made its mark on Japanese history, boasting a rich history and tradition, was now falling apart.
Taoka Teruaki, the leader of the organization, raised his glass and drank the clear sake.
Perhaps because it was a deathbed gift, the sake tasted sweet and savory.
“Boss! There’s no time! Please get to safety!”
“Listen here, Yotsu.”
Taoka’s calm voice quietly calmed the chaotic atmosphere.
“I’m leaving it to you to take the young ones and run. You must secure the future.”
“W-what are you saying boss! You must come with us!”
“That’s right! We’ll protect you!”
About ten members of the organization who followed Taoka knelt down and pleaded.
Even though everything they had built was crumbling, if there was one thing left to them, it was their loyalty.
Not a mere relationship between a boss and his subordinates, but a parent-child relationship forged through blood.
The young ones, like <Hangure>, wouldn’t understand, but the older members were connected by blood.
Taoka grimaced for a long time, his face, covered with wrinkles, contorting.
He had to forcibly swallow the tears that were threatening to come out because of the idiots.
“Yotsu, who will avenge me if you die?”
“But Boss!”
“As of today, I, Taoka Teruaki, am stepping down as the 8th head of the Yamaguchi-gumi.”
“. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .!!”
Those kneeling looked at him with shocked faces.
“Yotsu, you are the 9th head of the Yamaguchi-gumi.”
“W-What. . .!?”
“Not as a boss, but as a friend, I’m asking you. Hurry up and take the kids.”
Yotsu bit his lip hard enough to draw blood.
And finally, he prostrated himself on the floor and bowed.
“I will surely avenge the boss’s grudge!!”
“Yes, thank you.”
Yotsu wiped away the tears that were streaming down his face and evacuated his subordinates.
Then, as the last one, he looked back at the face of the 8th boss.
“Boss. . . no, Teru. I was happy to be your friend.”
“Kukuku. Me too, Yotsu. Be sure to live.”
Yotsu nodded and followed his subordinates out of the building through the secret escape route.
A deep silence passed.
He took down the long Japanese sword hanging on the wall and tucked it into his belt.
A symbolic sword of the Yamaguchi-gumi, passed down from the first generation.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard, and a familiar face appeared.
Even if they had never seen him in person, anyone Japanese would know him.
“What business do people I’ve only seen on TV have in such a shabby house?”
“Are you Taoka Teruaki, the boss of the Yamaguchi-gumi?”
“Yes, I am.”
Even Taoka, who was an Awakener, could feel the opponent’s strong pressure.
Seigen scanned the room with a sinister expression.
“The second-in-command and the other head lieutenants have escaped.”
“Can I check for you~?”
A slender-eyed beauty behind Seigen asked.
“Please do, Tachima.”
Tachima Aoi, one of the 20 members of the group.
Despite her cute and delicate appearance, she was Japan’s top kunoichi and a skilled performer who had been in charge of numerous covert operations.
She pulled out a strand of hair, placed it on her palm, and blew on it, Hooโ.
The hair, imbued with magic power, became translucent and flew around the room like a butterfly.
“I found it~ There was a secret passage~.”
Tachima walked in as if she were floating and took down the picture frame that occupied one wall.
Then, a small passageway behind the picture frame revealed itself in full view.
Seigen muttered mockingly as he looked at the secret passage.
“It’s really something that cockroaches would do.”
“Cockroachesโ kugh! You son of a b*tch!!”
Taoka, enraged, drew his Japanese sword and swung it diagonally at Seigen.
His swordsmanship, honed through swordsmanship in his youth, was quite fast, even among the yakuza.
He thought he had cut down his opponent through a surprise attack, but
“This is no different from what a cockroach would do.”
Seigen flicked away the dust on his forearms and glared at his opponent with contempt.
And as if chasing away a fly, he waved his hand,
Swish!
An iron ball that had flown from somewhere pierced Taoka’s stomach.
“Kuaaagh!! What, what is this. . .!?”
“In fact, it doesn’t matter to me whether you’re a yakuza or a mafia.”
“Kuaaagh!!”
“But I can’t overlook the fact that you dared to lay a hand on that child, knowing that she is Hayakawa’s granddaughter. That sin is heavier than death.”
The iron ball that had pierced Taoka’s body churned through his blood vessels, muscles, nerves, and bones, and raced in all directions.
“Kururur. . . Kuuuaa. . .”
Taoka bled from every hole in his body.
Neither Seigen nor Tachima looked away at the gruesome and horrific scene.
The rule of ‘blood for blood’ did not apply only to the yakuza.
Taoka’s body twitched for a while before collapsing on the floor.
“Shall we chase after them~?”
Seigen stroked his beard and pondered for a moment.
“No. I’ll have the family members chase after the rest. Thank you for your hard work, Tachima.”
“You’re very welcome~ I’ll ask you for a favor later~.”
Tachima giggled and disappeared in an instant.
Then, a subordinate who had rushed over spoke to Seigen.
“Master. We have received contact from the Hunter Association. They say that there is an emergency meeting hosted by the Cabinet Office Chief Secretary, and that all rankers are to be summoned. What should we do?”
“Tsk. Looks like they’re going to order us to do something strange again. Tell them we’ll go.”
Seigen collected his iron balls and stepped outside the house.
๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท
๐แดก๐๐๐ฌ๐ต๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ฐ.๐ ๐๐ฆ
“Book my plane ticket, too.”
“Can’t you pay for it yourself?”
Siwoo frowned, and Edward raised his hands and continued.
“Just kidding. I’ll have my secretary book it.”
“Yes. I’ll be resting at the hotel in the meantime.”
“Hmmโ if you can do that.”
“What do you mean?”
Edward chuckled and waved his hand.
Siwoo headed to the hotel where he was staying, trying to ignore the uneasy feeling.
And only after arriving at the hotel lobby did he understand why Edwin had said that.
“Oh, my friend, who has matured like a noble bottle of Cรดte-Rรดtie wine from the Rhรดne Valley of France. I’ve been waiting to see you again!”
“The length of time does not seem to pass! Siwoo- you are like a guacamoli friend who goes home!”
Marco from France and Martinez from Mexico, who had fought together in Nuremberg, Germany, hugged Siwoo tightly.
Siwoo accepted their greetings with a resigned look.
“What are you guys doing here?”
“Oh, come on, my friend. You should have contacted us if you were going to have French fries together.”
‘๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐จ. . .? ๐๐จ ๐๐ฉ ๐ ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ค๐ ๐ง๐๐๐?’
As expected, Marco and Martinez were part of the HSIU headquarters.
It seemed that they had been recommended for transfer after their achievements in Germany last time.
“Siwoo, we’re under the same roof. Aren’t you excited? Sharing nutrients and using the same toilet!”
“Martinez, Martinez! Siwoo must have come in because he missed us. We must prepare champagne and cheese today.”
“No. . . it’s not like that.”
“Hahaha! Let’s aim for intermediate together and advance like Napoleon!”
Siwoo blinked his eyes.
It was a situation where it was quite embarrassing to speak.
“Why are you doing that, my friend.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have to aim for intermediate.”
“Siwoo, you’re amazing! Did you start at the intermediate rank?”
“C’est gรฉnial. Our friend is an intermediate, and my heart is already as rich as a champagne vineyard!”
Marco and Martinez applauded and shouted bravo.
‘๐’๐ข ๐๐๐ฉ๐ช๐๐ก๐ก๐ฎ ๐ ๐จ๐๐ฃ๐๐ค๐ง.’
Siwoo said nothing more and simply nodded.
He just wanted to get out of this situation as soon as possible.
๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท
๐ข๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ด๐ฉศฏฬ๐๐ขฤฬแนก.๐๐๐
“Ughโ I’m dizzy.”
Siwoo entered his hotel room, slightly tipsy.
Those crazy guys must have been whales in their past lives.
A welcome party that started and ended with alcohol, as if they had gathered all the alcohol in the world and drank it.
‘๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐จ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ค๐ ๐ ๐*๐ฉ๐๐, ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ฃโ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ’๐ฉ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐ก ๐ข๐.’
ใ๐๐จ๐ฎ’๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฐ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฅ๐๐จ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ. ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ง’๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ค.ใ
“You’re protecting my body. . .”
ใ๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐, ๐’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐๐! ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ค, ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ค~ ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐จ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง~ ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฉ, ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฉ, ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฉ.ใ
“Shut up.”
Pre flapped his wings and tail and sang.
He had learned even strange things because of Marco, who had studied in Korea.
And even though it wasn’t true at first, Pre was indeed a heavy drinker.
Even though he was a new pet, he drank as if he was being poured water into a broken gourd.
And yet, his complexion didn’t change. . . no, his face was so dark that it was hard to tell in the first place.
Siwoo soaked a towel in cold water and came to sit on the chair, covering his face with it.
It felt like his heated face was cooling down in the cold air.
Still, thanks to those two, he had been able to get a rough idea of how the HSIU headquarters operated.
Furthermore, they had been neutral, but as soon as Siwoo said he was Edwin’s friend, they said they would actively turn to the vice-chairman’s faction.
‘๐๐ช๐ง๐๐ก๐ฎ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ’๐ฉ ๐๐๐ก๐ก ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ฅ๐ค๐จ๐. ๐ฟ๐๐ข๐ฃ ๐๐ฉ.’
The power of the HSIU headquarters was now worse than he had thought.
40% were the forces of the former president, 40% were neutral, and the remaining 20% were the vice-chairman’s faction that supported Edwin.
It wasn’t just for the sake of political games.
In order to fully implement a policy, one needed to have power and a support base, and one could also speak out in sensitive issues involving the state.
Of course, until now, the Blackwood family and the title of vice-chairman of the HSIU International Headquarters had been untouchable, so things had gone smoothly, but it was unknown whether this smooth sailing would continue in the future.
‘๐ ๐๐ช๐๐จ๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ค๐ช๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐๐ก๐ก ๐ข๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐๐๐ช๐ฉ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ.’
In the end, there was no other way to gain a higher position.
If there were even one more HSIU Hunter who supported Edward, it would be enough.
In any case, Siwoo also needed a high position and power to obtain information about the place called ‘Pandemonium’.
In conclusion, Siwoo would kill the bad guys as Siwoo, and Edwin would expand his power as Edwin.
“Ah. . . I’m dizzy. I feel like I’m going to throw up.”
ใ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง’๐ญ ๐๐จ ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐-๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ญ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง’๐ญ ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐๐. ๐๐ก ๐*๐๐ค ๐ฆ๐๐ง~ใ
“. . . . . .Even more dizzy.”
Siwoo turned off the mood light on the table and went straight to bed, pulling the covers over him.
A cool breeze from the open window brushed against the hem of the blanket.
The sound of car horns and cars running in the city center could be heard faintly in the distance.
The sound of the blanket being tossed and turned.
Phew
A few silhouettes moved in the darkness.
The shadows moved without making a sound.
The masked men looked at Siwoo’s sleeping place with cold eyes.
The slow breathing characteristic of a sleeping person could be heard from under the covers.
One of them stood at the door and cast a skill to prevent any sound from escaping, while another used a skill to immobilize Siwoo’s body.
Now, the last one.
He took out a pistol from his arms and installed a silencer in case of an emergency.
All this would be buried in darkness and would pass by indifferently as a news brief.
His right hand moved slowly, aiming the muzzle at the head of his opponent.
Thud
A very small sound rang out, and a hole appeared in the blanket.
At the same time,
Clack-click!
Siwoo blocked the guy’s mouth and stabbed him deep in the lungs with a dagger.