"Come. Muay Thai."

"No need to tell me."

Ukyo closes in and throws a couple of strong punches but he manages to dodge those.

"What a slippery bastard."

"That's it?"

"Crap."

Yasuhiko manages to grab on Ukyo's shirt, swept feet off of the ground and threw him straight onto the floor. Resulting in a loud thud.

But before he straights his posture. Ukyo's legs are now wrapped onto his neck and when he stands. Ukyo's elbows are ready to strike.

"Gotcha."

"Hmph!"

But before Ukyo could strike him on top of his head. He makes himself fall onto the ground so that both of them will receive damage when he slammed him.

"You'll still get more damage!"

Ukyo had hit his elbows right at the same time he's been slammed onto the ground.

"What's with this!?"

"Crap! A teacher!"

"You freshmen! It's the second day and already fighting like that!" The fat teacher shouted at them.

But they are both barely conscious at that moment.

"Ukyo. Sir. I'll bring my friend to the infirmary."

"Of course. Tell me his name. He'll go to detention after school."

"Ukyo Fujioka."

"Hmph as soon as he wakes up. Bring him to the detention. I'll keep his name. This one! Who's this one!?" He shouted to the students.

"It's finished."

"Yeah. Seems like it. Let's go."

"Oh, yeah Takeshi-san."

The three left. Sui's with them because Mitsuo keeps asking him to go with them. Insisting that Sui has no friends and should make at least one.

"He's Yasuhiko Hirota, sir."

"Someone bring him to infirmary too. Tell him later that I'm looking for him. Tell him to go to the detention room."

Two guys then volunteered and started carrying the now unconscious Yasuhiko.

The three of them now then reached the cafeteria and ordered food for lunch.

Now sitting on their table Mitsuo expressed.

"Finally, peaceful cafeteria."

For the first time. They ate without any trouble on the way.

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"Wahh... I'm so full. You done eating?"

"Yeah."

"Sui-kun?"

"Mnm."

"Let's go back now Mitsuo."

"Yeah!"

They then head back to their classroom once again to study hard

The school has been quiet and peaceful which each of them had wanted and liked until the end of it.

They got out of school and say goodbye to Sui who boldly called for his limousine and got home.

"He didn't even say goodbye."

"Just leave him let's go. I'll be late again if we don't go now."

"Ah, yes yes."

Mitsuo safely got home and fortunately, none of those hooligans had been around.

Takeshi arrived on time and Renzo is still in the staff room.

"Yo!"

"What?"

"What "what"?"

"It means I'm asking."

"Why? Is it not allowed for me to greet you? We've been friends here since you moved to Tokyo. Right?"

"What friends? We never even talk that much."

"Then let's talk a lot from now on. How 'bout that?"

"… sigh– I don't need to talk to you."

"Come on, man. Let's just be friends. There's nothing wrong with that."

"Why do you insist on becoming friends with me?"

"I simply admire the "Blue Dragon". That's all."

"How the f@ck did you know about me?"

"Hah. I have simply heard news."

"Heard news? You're no small fry I presume. So there's more than this " Heard"."

"Fine, fine. You got me. But will be you friends with me if I tell you?"

"I might consider it."

I might need to do a save here I guess. If I said yes for now and it turns out bad. I'll just go back. Whoever this bastard truly is... I'll have to still be careful.

He opened the system and saved another state. Which is the first save of the day.

"What?"

"Fine. Let's be friends."

"Really? I'm one of the Blue Dragon's friends. This is an honor."

"Quit babbling. Tell me how'd you know about me?"

"I'm from Kanagawa too. We never met personally but I knew you through the news. Lots of crews and gangs tried to hire you. But all of them are declined. And some of them even sent people, right? But they all had been beaten up by you."

"From Kanagawa too, huh? So what do you need exactly from me? And this is no coincidence that you moved and happen to be my workmate, right?"

"What do I need from you? Well. Since you don't wanna join any crew. Let's create one."

"Create one? What kind of bullshit is that?"

"You'll be the leader. I'll be the right-hand man. Isn't that nice?"

"And why do you wanted to create a crew?"

"Why? To conquer other crews and make them work for us."

"So. It's about money?"

"Yeah, kinda."

"No. I promised someone that I won't be onto those things anymore. She's suffering many things because of my doings. I can't worry her more."

"Hoh? So you have a girlfriend? But I know you're short on money. That's why this is effective."

"Yeah. It might be easy to generate money because of me beating the shit out of people. But I don't want this kind of thing anymore. I'm not a kid anymore. Find someone else. And, that someone is not my girlfriend. It's my mother. I have no privilege to have a girlfriend since my family's short on money."

"I understand. But know that I won't do this with any other people. If you don't want it here. I'm not doing it with other people. I only wanted to work with you after all."

"Don't be silly. You're already working with me."

"Haha. Fine. I'll take my leave. Take care here. Oh. Since we're friends. Can I take your contact?"

"Yeah, yeah. Be quick. Boss is waiting."

"Sure."

Less than a minute he took Takeshi's contact number and left.

"Another day. Will that bastard come here?"

But Mitsuo never came that day. Takeshi last time gave Mitsuo his contact number and noticed Mitsuo sent him a message.

[Sorry, Takeshi-san. I'm live streaming. I can't go there. Watch my live stream then. If you're feeling lonely. Sorry once again T_T]

It's not like I'm not that kind of person who really wanted you here. I'm just bored. I can't go to arcades to waste money after all. We had many debts I really can't spend a lot.

He opened the link Mitsuo sent him and is redirected to his live stream.

"What? He's this famous? He's not showing his face but has a mic. 7k live viewers. How much does he make with this? He played Tekken very well. But he's actually playing MOBAs in his stream, huh?"

He continued watching since the store has internet and he could freely access and use it.

Few hours passed and it's already 7 PM.

"How long does he stream every time? It just almost started when I started watching."

Takeshi currently is throwing trash a few houses away from the store. And then. There are some people.

"Hey. Didn't I said I would end your entire bloodline?"

"You can't get over it and brought many men with you?"

"Yeah. Tonight, you'll die."

"Die, huh? I know the police are incompetent but you won't easily get away from killing."

"Haha! Come on boys. Let's beat the shit out of this one. We can't trouble the boss anymore."