Crossover Anime: Starting with Destroying Kengan

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In Fujibayashi Yoshino's view, this was the most heinous provocation.

"Get away from Miss Hu Chun!"

"A guard who only talks like that is completely useless."

The man had a repulsive smile on his face, making one want to punch him until he was unrecognizable.

"Please consider it, Miss Narukami~ My disciple would not mind serving as your bodyguard. In fact, your current subordinates are not worthy of your 'cadre' status."

"Oh? I didn't know you cared about me so much. What is it? In your country's terms, the emperor isn't worried, but the servants who serve him are. Don't you think that's similar to you right now, Xia Ji?"

Narukami Torahiro seemed oblivious to the blade before him, propping his head up with one hand and speaking casually as if discussing what to eat for dinner.

"Narukami Torahiro, I'm curious how long you can maintain your composure?"

The man named Xia Ji seemed to be provoked by her attitude; his smile faded considerably, and his tone revealed an indescribable malice.

“Once that troublesome guy Katahara Metsudou retires behind the scenes, the organization will be able to fully infiltrate this country. Do you think your value will still be as great as it was at the beginning? Your wisest choice is to obediently submit to my command. If I were you, I would be seriously considering how to flatter my future boss right now.”

(Thank you everyone for the flowers!)

Chapter 132

"So what? You came all this way just to show off to a little girl?"

Narukami Torahatsu calmed Fujibayashi Yoshino with his eyes, his tone remaining calm.

"No, I'm not that free."

Xia Ji withdrew his hand and said with a smile.

"I'm here to deliver the organization's orders to you."

"Order?"

"The organization requires you to provide manpower and unconditionally cooperate with all my actions during the Kengan Tournament."

"...This vague order couldn't have been given on your own initiative, could it?"

Narukami Torahiro closed his eyes, concealing a fleeting glint of cold light.

"Who knows? Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Xia Ji shrugged, his tone melodious yet brimming with malice.

"To be honest, I'm really looking forward to you refusing. After all, that way I can do some things I've always wanted to do. Oh, by the way, the organization plans to get a share of the Kengan Tournament, and it's too late to transfer people from headquarters for the time being. I hope you can provide enough useful talent. So... I'll give you three days, including today."

"See you later." The man waved with a victorious smile, then turned and made to leave.

"and many more."

Narukami Torahatsu suddenly spoke up.

"Is there anything else, Little Tiger Spring?"

Xia Ji turned around in a smug tone.

In that instant, something brushed past him.

It was so fast that even Xia Ji, an expert in using cold weapons, didn't have time to react.

"...!?"

Xia Ji's smile froze on his face. He subconsciously touched his cheek and felt a trace of his own blood. Soon, the pain quickly followed.

He frowned and looked at the girl who had raised her hand but did not turn around.

"you……!"

"Let's get some better weapons. These inferior weapons don't really suit your 'cadre' status."

Narukami Torahatsu's voice rang out leisurely.

"...!"

Xia Ji seemed to realize something and raised his hand to look at his sleeve.

They discovered that a section of the hidden blade concealed in their wrist was missing.

His expression immediately changed.

A sharp gaze shot towards Narukami Torahiro like a flying arrow.

However, the rocking chair she was sitting in completely concealed her figure.

Nothing can be seen.

Looking from behind, it's impossible to tell whether there are any people on top.

It was precisely this blind spot that sent a chill down Xia Ji's spine for no apparent reason.

……whispering sound.

Finally, he picked up the broken blade from the grass and quickly left the manor.

Although young, it is not a wise move to fight against monsters.

Seemingly worried about repeating the same serious mistake, Fujibayashi Yoshino stared intently at his departing figure this time. After he climbed over the wall and left, she went over to check and confirm before returning to Narukami Torahiro's side, kneeling on the ground to apologize.

"I'm so sorry, Miss! It's all my fault for not taking enough precautions, which led to this person offending you. I'll go kill him right now and then commit suicide!"

"Wait a minute, Yoshino."

Narukami Torahiro leaned his head lazily on his hand, speaking in a very calm tone.

"Don't worry about it. That's just the kind of person he is. It's normal that you didn't notice. That's what made him a leader. Even I could only sense it a moment before he made his move, let alone you."

"That's true...! How dare that person treat you like this? You should know that he was able to gain a foothold in Japan entirely because of your assistance. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get past Katahara Metsudo alone."

Fujibayashi Yoshino clenched her fists, her emotions unusually intense. Her usually serene and beautiful face was twisted like a demon's, as if she wanted to chase after Xia Ji right now, tear him to pieces, chew him up, and swallow him whole, just to wash away even a fraction of the guilt in her heart.

"I told you... don't lay a hand on him."

Narukami Torahiro narrowed his eyes and looked at her coldly.

"Young Miss, I..."

All the anger in Fujibayashi Yoshino's heart vanished.

All that remained was fear and helplessness.

This was the first time she had ever been looked at like this by her young mistress.

"Actually, I was also very angry, and I almost lost control and slit his throat with his blade."

Narukami Torahatsu stood up from the rocking chair and looked down at her.

The smile on his face kept widening, moving closer to the inhuman realm.

"But I held back."

“That’s Yato’s prey, and no one can take it away from him.”

"Besides~, isn't it an older brother's duty to avenge his sister? Just thinking about him killing that guy to avenge me makes me incredibly excited, even more so than if I took revenge myself. It's a treat with two joys combined, and no one can take it away from me, not even you, Yoshino."

"..."

Fujibayashi Yoshino lowered his head, staring blankly at the shadow that enveloped him.

That was the shadow of Narukami Torahiro standing before me.

It writhed and twisted in sync with its owner's joyful mood, looking unusually contorted, like a bizarre mass.

"However, Xia Ji really isn't good at lying. I have to admit that what he said before was true, but infiltrating the Kengan Tournament and asking me to send participants... [Insect] wouldn't do something so pointless. He probably wants to do something to improve his own status before the organization fully enters Japan, which is why he set his sights on me."

"But this is perfect. I was just thinking about what reason to use to 'send' Yato to him, and now the opportunity has come to me."

Hehehe, Narukami Torahiro grinned mischievously like a child who had successfully pulled off a prank.

"I'll leave the information erasure to you, Yoshino. As for guiding him, I'll handle it myself. Yato won't miss such a grand event, so we can't let this take up too much of his time."

"I was really looking forward to him becoming the 'king' of this country. Narukami, Narukami... is he finally going to be known throughout the world?"

……

At night.

Yato arrived alone at the 'Great Universe' bar and found Himuro Ryo.

"Hey, you still have the leisure to work? Don't you want to cram at the last minute? Honestly, with your level, it'll be hard to even pass the first round."

"...to say such unlucky things right off the bat, I should have just given up on you back then."

Himuro Ryo's brows twitched, and his expression turned unpleasant.

"It doesn't have to be that bad, but seriously, you don't seem very nervous."

Yato sat down on a chair in front of the bar.

"And what about you? There's been a lot of news about you lately, it's like an earthquake in the entire Tokyo underworld. For a moment I thought it was just a coincidence of names, but now it seems... rumors can be reliable sometimes."

While casually wiping the bottle in his hand, Bing Shi Liang muttered something under his breath.

His gaze swept over Yato like that of a hawk.

The more I look at it, the more shocked I become.

"...Compared to the last time you sat here, you're like a completely different person. What did you eat? Your physique has increased several weight classes in one go. You could easily fight in a heavyweight boxing match now."

Chapter 133

Himuro Ryo himself weighs around 80 kilograms and is over 1.8 meters tall. To a normal person, his physique is undoubtedly strong. You can see his strong muscles even through the bartender's uniform. But compared to Yato, he is noticeably smaller. In the past, it should have been the other way around.

"Seriously, how much do you weigh now? In the nineties?"

"...that's it."

Yato remained silent for a moment before speaking.

"What a joke."

Himuro Ryo clearly didn't believe him and insisted that Yato stand up so he could take a closer look.

Having no other choice, Yato had to step back a few steps to make sure the man behind the bar could see him clearly.

"Ninety, at most ninety."

Himuro Ryo said with great certainty.

If he were in another industry, it would be one thing, but as a fighter, without excellent observation skills, he can't last long.

Judging from his experience, Yato was at most ten pounds heavier than him.

Because Yato is taller and has a larger frame.

With the extra ten or so pounds of flesh, it's not surprising that he looks a size larger than his actual build.

"Ninety it is then."

Yato was too lazy to explain.

His actual weight is still far from the limit.

When the Kengan Tournament begins in two months, he might gain another 10 or 20 kilograms. At that time, the official measurement will be conducted and the personal information of the contestants will be announced. At that time, Himuro Ryo will have no choice but to believe it.

As for now, he can't find a scale on the spot to prove it.

"You're deliberately testing my eyesight, aren't you? 133"

Himuro Ryo felt he had found the truth, and a smug smile appeared on his lips.

"Even if you don't reach that level, your physique already gives you a significant advantage."

Modern combat sports place particular emphasis on height and weight.

Because of the refinement of techniques, it is no longer so easy to determine a winner based on skill alone, so everyone has turned their attention to physique.

Why are there so many weight classes? It's because, when the skills are comparable, the physically stronger person has a clear advantage.

A fighter's weight does not necessarily mean fat.