I Refuse to Become Scumbag in Tokyo

Even though they were fighting, they were using their minds to fight. They didn't jump and fought by using their fists and legs. As soon as their eyes met, the fight on their minds quickly started, and many scenarios of their fights happened on their minds twice, ten times, and more.

However, the man started to have a cold sweat since Shishio was a different opponent than he had ever fought in his life. To be honest, this wasn't the first time he felt like this since he felt it when he fought Yuujiro and Yuujiro's father. In other words, it was his third time feeling this helpless feeling.

However, unlike those two, this young man was different.

If Yuujiro Hanma and Yuuichirou Hanma used their bodies and talents to give a feeling of helplessness, Shishio's ruthlessness was the one that made him feel helpless.

They were different, but the fact that they were all strong didn't change.

Many might say that Shishio's way of fighting was quite cowardly and sneaky since he didn't fight in a fair and upright manner, but in the death of life fight, who cares about those things?

Death is the loser.

As long as one can stay alive, who cares about the method?

Naturally, not many people could accept such a way.

Unfortunately, he happened to be someone who could accept in such a way since he was also an assassin, so fighting someone who would use everything from weapons, bombs, and many others was normal for him.

Yet even so, those people lost to him. He was the winner. However, Shishio was different.

Kuroki had never felt so helpless since this guy was so ruthless. So ruthless that he wondered whether Shishio didn't have a human heart. Instead of a human, he felt that Shishio was like a Rakshasa, a demonic being found in Hinduism and Buddhism known for their ferocious bestial nature.

If Yuujiro was like a god among men, Shishio was like a Rakshasa.

This was horrible, and it brought him a feeling of terror.

Still, somehow he could tell the result even if they were only using their minds to fight.

Utter defeat.

Kuroki let out a long sigh. "I lost." His body was drenched with a cold sweat and shivering as if he had received immense pressure.

"Un."

"....."

However, everyone was clueless, and they looked at the two of them strangely.

'What the hell is happening?'

Everyone had prepared for a big fight where the Earth and heaven would shake, but unexpectedly, it ended before it even began.

Shishio and Kuroki knew the girls didn't understand anything, but they didn't say anything since they felt it was normal. The girls didn't even train in martial arts. Even if they trained, their understanding was quite superficial since they learned a martial for either diet or self-defense. While some people might have a talent for martial arts, even if they trained for a diet, their understanding was like those people who used all of their lives for martial art. Unfortunately, they didn't have such talent, so they didn't understand anything.

As of now, they were inside Kuroki's house as Kuroki prepared tea for all of them.

"Thank you."

"No problem."

Kuroki was a man with few words, so it was normal for the conversation to stop, but somehow he could feel many gazes at him.

Shishio's girlfriends were looking at Kuroki suspiciously, but even if they knew that this guy was strong, especially from his build, they wondered how Kuroki would admit a loss so easily.

Weren't you an assassin?

Meanwhile, Yumiko sighed in relief and thought that everything was good since no one was fighting. However, she knew that she might worry him too much, especially when she just remembered how Shishio took a gun and shot a giant bear, killing it so effortlessly.

With that said, the girls didn't talk, and they looked around curiously, but Kuroki looked at Shishio and said, "If you seek me to search for an answer, I don't have it. You should search for the answer by yourself."

What was this guy talking about?

While the girls were confused, Shishio stared at Kuroki for a moment.

Kuroki might not be as strong as Yuujiro, but his heart is stronger than Yuujiro's.

If Yuujiro was a calamity, tsunami, earthquake, or any natural disaster, which was impossible to stop, then Kuroki was a single reef on the stormy ocean. Standing alone, enduring all the trials, without flinching or complaining.

Kuroki's heart was firm, and he didn't have a doubt in his heart.

This was Kuroki's martial art.

Kuroki didn't seek a strong opponent, a victory using all of his power, or even loud fame.

Instead, what he sought was mastery over his heart.

The belief was that his body was one with Heaven and Earth.

Then, what about him?

Why did his victory against Yuujiro make him restless?

Suddenly, he felt confused.

Why should he feel restless?

Was the loss of the opponent that could match him in this life cause him to feel loss?

Why should he?

Did Yuujiro have a lot of meaning in his life? No.

Instead, he wanted Yuujiro to drop death since this guy was just heavy pollution on the Earth.

This guy was nothing but trash.

Erasing such a person in the world was a good thing for the whole of humanity.

More importantly, it was good for him.

Instead of the way of martial arts, he should focus on the way of a harem.

Everything he got in this world, whether it was skill, body, wealth, or many others, they were all received because of his women. Because of them, he got all of this. Then, shouldn't he think about how to make this way of harem become better? Like how Kuroki thought that his body was one with Heaven and Earth, Shishio thought that all the women on Earth and Heaven should be his.

Joking aside, he felt that he was stupid for thinking many complicated things.

He was also glad to visit Kuroki.

"Thank you."

His head was cleared up, and he didn't need to worry about anything now.

As for Yuujiro, Shishio thought it might be his first kill, so he might be thinking too much. While he might have killed a few people before, he didn't use his hands directly. Instead, he was manipulating someone or telling his people to do it. However, it was a normal thing, right?

After all, why should he dirty his hands for those scumbags on Earth?

As for Yuujiro, Shishio was also helpless since he knew all of his subordinates would be powerless against this person, and he was sure due to a plot, Yuujiro might come out alive even if he was bombarded with a bazooka, bombs, and various others arms.

Only him.

Only Shishio wouldn't be affected by the plot.

Shishio had been fighting many main protagonists, and they were all slain by him.

Well, the killing he meant not in the literal meaning, but their fate had already disappeared, and it was impossible for them to get the heroines.

Even so, Shishio couldn't say he was better than those main protagonists. He also had his flaws, and he definitely couldn't say that he was a good person.

However, being a good man definitely wasn't a good thing, especially when facing competition.

The world of animals told everything; the strongest got everything.

This was the truth of the world.

It was ugly and tiring, but even so, no one could deny this fact.

Yuujiro might have died, but it didn't mean his life had ended. Instead, it was just a new beginning. It was a beginning where he would start to face many hardships in his life, whether it was love, life, or many other things. As for what he planned to do in the future? Should he develop a machine that allowed him to go to another world?

There were many things in life, but one thing was for sure, he had to allow polygamy in this country first since this was what he promised his women.

This was his way of a harem.

With that said, Shishio didn't bother to stay any longer.

There was nothing in Kuroki's house. Since he had always focused on the way of martial arts, he had a hobby or any other things which interested him. He only had a bare minimum of necessary items, such as a bed, clothes, and few others.

As for many others, Kuroki didn't have it since it would distract his mind and might even weaken him.

Somehow, this reminded him of a certain bald man with a superpower.

Shishio could imagine that Kuroki wouldn't use an air conditioner when the temperature was so hot.

As for winter?

There was no winter in Okinawa.

All year, it was sunny, so there was no need for a warmer or kotatsu.

However, it didn't mean that he returned with an empty hand. He knew what he wanted and knew what he should do. Still, Kuroki's hobby, which was sculpting, was good. He saw a lot of Deva and various other Buddhist sculptings around his house. Naturally, it was made by Kuroki.

Kuroki gave him a wooden sculpture of Kanon, a compassionate bodhisattva and one of the most popular and most frequently depicted deities in Japanese Buddhism.

As they were inside the bus to continue with their trip, Shishio looked at the Kanon sculpture in his hand, wondering what Kuroki wanted to tell him.

Did Kuroki tell him to have more compassion for the people around him?

Shishio shook his head and thought that it might be better to think about how to handle the last girl. He looked in the direction of a certain girl for a moment before he looked away.

'Tonight...'

He had made up his mind, and tonight, he was going to go for it.

Yumiko walked out of her room, wearing casual clothes, and was about to go to the convenience store. She had nothing to do in her room, so she thought to buy a fashion magazine to spend her time on.

However, when she was about to leave, she happened to see Shishio walking out sneakily for some reason.

"...."

She was speechless, but she called him out subconsciously.

"Shishio!"

Shishio turned and also showed a surprise before he made a gesture telling her to be quiet.

"Shh!"

"???" Yumiko.

"Follow me first."

Her hand was held, and she was pulled.

At that moment, she was in a daze and thought that everything had happened too fast!

"Wa-Wait, I-I am not ready yet!"