On the white tombstone, three words are carved alone.

No matter how many things happen in life, it is only a small piece when you die.

It seems that various fragments of the past get along flashed through Fujimiya's mind one by one.

"Let's go."

Shirakawa patted Fujinomiya on the shoulder and turned back to the members of the Sakura Club who were leaving one after another.

Inoue Fujimiya forcibly held back the pain in his eyes, and finally gradually looked away from the pale tombstone in the reluctance to turn back step by step.

"I'm sorry, President. I hurt you before......"

Fujimiya lowered his head and said guiltily, he was about to salute.

but he was bowed by a pair of hands against him.

He looked up.

"No, it's not your fault."

Shirakawa looked at him face to face, his gaze persistent.

Fujimiya was surprised, and there was something unpleasant in his eyes.

"You said, we didn't think about doing something wrong, and your sister Megumi Inoue wasn't wrong, but why was she killed?"

Inoue Fujinomiya looked at Shirakawa blankly, a little speechless.

"Before, I thought that self-denial would lead to safety."

"But now it seems that I was wrong, very wrong."

"Fujinomiya, in this environment, none of us are wrong, only the soil and substrate are wrong."

The words were thrown out of his mind, causing him to think deeply for a long time.

When Fujimiya came back to his senses, the person in front of him had already walked away.

Shirakawa strode into the meteor, his eyes were like torches, and there was no doubt in his eyes.

Before, Shirakawa thought that all he had to do was to help his companions of the Sakura Society to the right path and maintain their nature, and the task could be completed.

But now, he understands the truth that 'muddy water is muddy fish'.

The turbid environment is like a pool of sewage, which is always infecting their hearts. Fujimiya was almost on the verge of blackening.

Even if they don't get into trouble, there are still things that will get them into trouble.

In the backstreets of Shinjuku, no one who sets foot in this field is immune.

At this point, there is no way back.

Only, first outside, and then inside.

......

In front of the entrance to the park, a column of members of the Cherry Blossom Festival wearing black special attack suits has been neatly lined up in the small square, standing tall with their heads held high.

Shirakawa walked to the commanding heights of the stairs step by step, and looked at the figure below with the corner of his eye.

In the image of the original owner, Bliss Road is the only three powerful bad forces in the three chomes that can be ranked with them, and the core members are as high as 100 people, twice the size of the Sakura Club, and they have been relying on the forced sale of some novel and trendy small items to the junior students, a piece can be as high as tens of thousands of yen, which is actually extortion, to collect fees.

Because of this, there are many contradictions with the Sakura Club, and there are constant frictions and disputes in the middle, and Shirakawa and others have always been regarded as thorns in the flesh.

Especially in recent years, it seems that with the support and guidance of someone behind it, his actions have become more and more arrogant, and his methods of harming others have become more and more extremely sinister.

It is said that there are a group of people who are drunk in singing and dancing, but basically no outsiders know where their settlement is, and even more so, they change their strongholds from time to time to avoid the police attack, so the 'Gokurakku-kai' has become a big mystery in the bad world of Shinjuku City.

With information filtering through his mind like a marquee, Shirakawa came to the top staircase and stopped in the middle.

"Count."

"Yes!"

"One! Two! Three! Four ......"

"Ichiban's team."

"Second Team ......"

"Report, everyone is here."

"Good!"

Bai Chuan calmed down, faced the figure below, and spoke calmly and forcefully:

"The people of Bliss used the most despicable and dirty means to kill Fujimiya's own sister. That's right, it's human life. And the other party's purpose is to put Fujimiya in prison and completely overthrow us. It's a wipe out of us! ”

"I believe that everyone has heard the story in bits and pieces, so I won't go into the details here."

"And now, more importantly, I just want to know a little."

"Your attitude!"

"We're going to have a tough fight this time, we're going to bleed, we're going to get hurt, we're going to be hurting. Not a half-baked fighting game. ”

"We, the Sakura Club, are not violent gangs. Respect personal wishes, do not require forced fights, and if there is any fear or fear, you can withdraw from the membership in advance. ”

"As a member of the Sakura Club, I have to fulfill my duty to go to the soup for my brother. Do it, you have to die to the end! When the time comes, in other people's territory, there will be no crying and chirping. Not even a deserter. ”

"Now I'll count down to a minute."

Shirakawa picked up his watch, held it high in the air, and turned away.

"If you don't want to do it, you will withdraw from the team."

"Let's go."

Time passed quietly, and Shirakawa's hair was slightly sweating.

Not only can't he force others to do this kind of thing, but he can't force it.

After all, it is not a well-trained army, and even if you fish in troubled waters or take advantage of the chaos to escape, you will not be able to manage it.

Therefore, it can only be done by their true will.

Let go of the inconsistent people, so that Shirakawa can see how many people can be used as their 'real combat power', and not misestimate their own level because of belief bias.

At the end of the minute, he turned his head with a slightly uneasy heart.

Shirakawa glanced at the remaining figures according to the queue matrix.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that everyone's determination is very good."

"The target of the crusade, then, is known as the 'Path of Bliss.'"

"Everyone, raise the flag!"

Shirakawa shouted viciously, clenching his fist towards the sky.

"Everyone, raise the flag!"

The members of the Sakura Club below shook their black special attack suits when they heard the sound, and they raised a few big words behind them.

"Punish crime and violence!"

"There is a way for good and evil!"

"Punish crime and violence!"

"There is a way for good and evil!"

A long-lasting roar permeated the small square.

“......”

'Papa'.

In front of the entrance of the park, there was a sudden burst of applause.

"Who?" The members of the Sakura Club stopped their movements and watched.

"What a wonderful mobilization meeting." A vague, leisurely and lazy voice said.

The man who came was half black-haired, half-yellow-haired, with black hair cut short and yellow hair long, and a bunch of yin and yang weird young men hanging down on his left shoulder, dressed in casual casual clothes, who were walking from the doorpost.

"I know him, he's the Blissful Path!"

"Kitaikesaki, what are you doing here?"

"We haven't looked for them yet, why did we take the initiative to send them to the door?"

"Coming to make a scene? That's right, grab it and beat it up! ”

Seeing Kitaikesaki's arrival, the members of the Sakura Club present couldn't help but feel confused, and there were bursts of discussion. There are also people who are indignant and have already begun to gear up.

Kitaikezaki hurriedly made a push: "No, no, don't make a mistake, everyone." Good day, everyone, I'm not here to make trouble, I'm here to give you gifts. ”

"Gift-giving?"

"Yes, that's right, gift-giving."

With Kitaikezaki raising his hand, two strong men walked behind him, each carrying a sack. 'Collapse' and put it on the ground.

The bundle on the mouth of the sack opened, and the inside shook into a human figure, and Shirakawa had a premonition.

Sure enough, what was revealed was the head of the labor reform with red and swollen cheeks and bruises that were almost unrecognizable, and his other accomplice in the Arakawa District.

"It's ......"

"The two guys who killed Fujinomiya's sister?"

"What's going on? Bliss surrendered? ”

"Not like that."

"What are these old foxes up to?"

There was a whisper from the members below.

Shirakawa frowned and walked down the steps.

"What do you mean?"

Kitaikezaki smiled naturally.

"As you can see, Bliss didn't expect that these two bastards would actually call the shots on their own, because of personal grievances, they openly ran to harm Inoue Fujinomiya Xiaoyou, and after the matter was exposed, they even reported the name of Bliss because they were afraid to support themselves, and openly provoked the conflict between our two families."

"Of course, Blissful Dao cannot sit idly by and watch such evil deeds. So the hip-hop mirror boss ordered us to clean up these two malignant tumors to express our sincere apologies to the Sakura Society and to make our position clear. ”

Shirakawa looked to the ground in the sixteenth night.

At this time, the two people lying there were beaten to the point that it could only be said that it was 'easy to get in and hard to get out'.

They were covered in dried black-purple scabs, bruised blood vessels were exposed, and their eyelids were so swollen that they couldn't see clearly, and they squirmed from time to time, indicating that they were still conscious.

Even Shirakawa didn't beat him to such an extent, and he couldn't help frowning when he looked at this outrageous sight.

The surrounding members also began to discuss:

"It's so miserable, I didn't expect to be cleaned up so badly by the Paradise Dao."

"Shooting so his peers, he deserves to be a group of bastards!"

"Hmph, do you want to find someone to take the blame? We won't be fooled. ”

"Can this compensate for the life of the old lady? What are they going to do for the loss of Fujimiya? ”

"Cut. It's cowardly before I fight, and I'm not interested in this gang of bad seeds. ”

In the face of these various words, Kitaikezaki just kept his expression at ease.

"If these punishments are not enough for them, then the two of them will be handed over to your guild to deal with, and if they want to kill them, they will listen to the venerable, what do you think?" Kitaikezaki said with a smile again.

"Kitaikezaki, you guy, you look like a ghost!"

Kuroto Matakeshi stepped forward recklessly, about to wave his thick arms.

But he was stopped by Shirakawa Sixteen Nights reaching out for a hand.

"Forget it. The two armies are at war, and they do not come to the enemy. ”

"Team Leader ......"

Shirakawa paced in front of Kitaikezaki in the sixteenth night.

"You can't just take your word for the truth. We're going to torture these two guys to verify that what you're saying is true. ”

Bai Chuan paused, and then said:

"If it is known from their mouths that it is indeed directed by your Blissful Path...... Then I will lead all the members to level your place. ”

Shirakawa's sixteenth night pupils refracted a cold light, reflecting on Kitaikesaki's face.

Kitaikezaki was stunned.

Then he regained his calm smile and rested his middle finger on the bridge of his nose.

"Please."

After Kitaikezaki left, Fujimiya walked up to the head of the labor reform, grabbed him by the collar and grabbed him from the ground.

"Rao, spare my ......"