Taisuke Sawanaga finally understood the intention of calling from Hikaru Narishima's temper and honorific words.

In fact, it's just to find Big Brother Baitang.

Taisuke, who walked out of the dimly lit equipment room, closed the door with a creak.

In the sunlight, he could still remember Hikaru Narishima's hysterical rant on the phone.

"I'm going to find the man with glasses!

I'm going to beat that glasses man!

I will not allow ......

I will never allow anyone stronger than me to exist in this world!! ”

That's what the person on the phone said.

Thinking of this, Taisuke Sawanaga couldn't help but shake his head and laugh out loud, even though he was still holding the heavy armor in his hand.

"Puff-Narishima、No, light me......

If you want to become the strongest in the world, then you don't even have the concept of what 'strong' is! ”

After laughing, he tightened the protective gear and wooden knife in his hand, and went to find Brother Yanzi or Brother Baitang.

Although he was still a bad guy a few days ago, he also helped out at the Yagami Detective Agency.

He is now in inexplicable danger, and Brother Haiteng's friend brought him here for protection, which he knows very well.

So even if Hikaru Narushima is my old acquaintance, whether or not the location of this gym can be told to him should be decided by the male host or the hostess.

But at the same time that Taisuke Sawanaga hung up the phone.

In a café in Tokyo.

The white-haired young man ignored the fearful gazes of the guests around him, and his anger almost distorted his fairly handsome cheeks.

"How dare you... How dare you hang up on me! Taisuke Sawanaga!

Kosuke! Have you found out where he is?! ”

Hikaru Narishima asked the man with glasses who was tinkering with the computer next to him, the black screen of his phone creaking in his hand.

And the sworn friend named Kosuke Asari helped his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Fingers fluttering on a second-hand computer that is a thief.

"It's been checked, but just me, it's illegal to track the location of the mobile phone, so it's ......"

"Don't worry! This is what I want you to do, and it is also my obsession, and it has nothing to do with you! ”

“...... Ay. ”

Kosuke Asari, who was helpless, sighed, and had to turn the computer screen to him under Hikaru Narishima's urging gaze.

“...... This address, remember! ”

Picking up the pen and paper on the table and quickly copying down the address on the screen, the white-haired young man almost smashed open the glass door of the café and came to the street to stop a taxi.

Rough open the car door.

"This address, hurry up!"

The driver, who was about to complain to the customer, started the car silently after taking the turn note.

It's just that his flustered eyes from time to time in the rearview mirror, and the cold sweat like rain on his neck are telling people.

In the seat in the back, the expression of the white-haired young man. A mixture of ecstasy and anger......

What a twist and a terrible twist!

~~~~~~

Holding a wooden sword, she changed into a kendo practice costume and stood in the hall of the gym.

After turning out the equipment for Taisuke Sawanaga for a long time, she is also about to start her daily cultivation.

In her eyes, Bai Tangjing, who can achieve visible growth in an occasional off-the-field fight, but does not train much in her daily life, is an unprecedented genius.

And if you still want to "play" with this kind of genius as happily in the future as you did in the past year.

Then all an "ordinary person" like himself can do is to practice diligently.

"Whew-"

Close your eyes and breathe long to guide your mind to peace.

"Suck-"

His eyes opened slightly with the inhalation, and an almost hallucinatory gaze shot out of it!

"Whew!"

After breathing and concentrating, it's time to swing the sword!

The poison island stream was born out of the new yin current.

However, the ancestor of Poison Island devoted himself to the Shura Road during the Edo period, abandoning the two volumes of the new Yinliu Art of War book "The Sword of the Living" and "The Scroll of No Sword", and the core concept of "not killing, winning without being killed".

Instead, it became a refined "Murder Knife", making it an ancient murder sword.

Between the movements, the wooden knife flew in the air like a flying catkins, and it was like a budding stamen, implying killing intent.

The speed of the sword slowly increased, and the whistling brought by the tip of the sword rose high!

This is exactly the manifestation of the gradual improvement of the son in his daily cultivation.

And then, when the speed of the sword climbs to the extreme, and the whistling of the tip of the sword is low and calm, it is the time when the killing intent of the killing sword has accumulated to the extreme!

At this time, according to the cultivation steps of the poisonous island stream, it is necessary to immediately retract the sword momentum, so that the killing intent is forcibly suppressed at the most intense time, echoing in the heart like an intercepted tide, and the external expression must be like a peaceful lake, so as to temper the mind.

But today, when the cultivation of the son is far from complete.

The door of the Poison Island Stream Hall was kicked open!

"Bang!"

The door of the gym, which was imprisoned by metal locks, was even kicked off the door frame, and even the sign of "Poison Island Stream" was thrown into the courtyard between the hall and the gate.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the man were furrowed, and there was an almost phantom red glow.

The killing intent accumulated by the sword momentum almost triggered her murderous nature!

The handle of the wooden knife made of solid wood creaked with a jade hand.

"Is this it? Taisuke Sawanaga! Glasses man! Get out of here for Uncle Ben! ”

A stout young man with white hair, with a distorted expression, shouted in the courtyard.

Anger and ecstasy are mixed.

Angry: The last time I saw the other party make a move, I was embarrassed and frightened like a wild dog with a tail between it.

And the ecstasy: finally! Finally, there is a target who can fight by any means necessary!

It just so happened that at this time, the yellow-haired young man was coming from the back hall with the armor, and wanted to ask the son for advice on how to wear the kendo protective gear.

When he heard the movement at the gate, he immediately ran over and bumped into this scene.

"Narushima?! You ...... thing."

Do you know what you're facing?

Taisuke wanted to shout this about his old acquaintances from bad times.

But beside him, Ling Ran's smile of murderous intent made him tremble and stop his thoughts.

"Oh? Are you acquaintances? ”

The purple-haired beauty's bewitching voice smiled and said so, but the back of the hand holding the hilt of the knife was already bruised.

Hikaru Narishima, who broke through the door, saw a beautiful woman with a wooden knife in her hand at a glance.

The plump and vigorous pear-shaped figure can't be covered even by kendo uniforms, and holding a wooden knife in his hand adds to his heroic posture.

But at this time, I didn't pay attention to the woman who was enough to attract the attention of the whole street!

He's here to fight!

And the beauty swordsman is such a weak and boring gimmick product.

- It's rubbish!

His eyes are locked on Taisuke who is holding the protective gear.

Hikaru Narushima grinned in a brutal arc at the corners of my mouth.

Immediately began to charge towards him, and his strong body almost became a white afterimage in the rapid movement!

Then aim at the chest and kick it!

Taisuke's flustered figure was reflected in his eyes, and a hint of happiness flashed.

It's just a bug-like piece of garbage!

Obviously he's just a failed dog who can't be a gangster!

And now you dare to hang up on me?!

It's because the man with glasses is protecting you, right? That's why you have no fear!

Then I'll kill you right now.

Since I can't find him, let him come to ......!

"Woo-bang!"

Suddenly, the sky was spinning, and Hikaru Narishima, who was jumping and kicking, didn't even react to what was happening.

His face door had already slammed into the wooden floor of the hall from mid-air!

The white-haired young man with a blank expression staggered to his feet.

Nosebleeds cascade down to the chest, pants, floor...

"I said—'Are you acquaintances?'"

Behind Hikaru Narushima, the purple-haired beauty was resting the wooden sword on his shoulder, smiling and repeating her question.

Murderous.