I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 113 What a wonderful thing! (Third update~ Please vote!)
Kitagawa Shirofumi didn't quite understand the boy's behavior. He didn't understand what gave the boy the confidence to leave this place.

How dare he?

How dare he press a gun against his own forehead?!
Initially, he dared to be alone with the boy because he believed he possessed all the information about him and that his assessment of him was remarkably accurate. Moreover, with armed subordinates as his henchmen, he thought he could persuade the boy to work for him and for Chairman Nakajima without bloodshed.

But I never expected him to be so unreasonable.

Isn't he afraid of the consequences? He dared to harm himself, so what will he do next? Escape from Japan, escape from the world of Japan? What about all those people he cares about?!

"What exactly do you want?"

"What do you think?"

Gen Tsukino asked with a smile.

Sweat almost got into his eyes, causing a stinging pain, but Kitagawa Shiroo didn't dare blink, afraid that a single blink would mean missing his chance to survive.

"I still have people outside. You'd better think it over."

Kitagawa Shiro attempted a final struggle.

Gen Tsukino nodded. "I almost forgot, wait a moment."

"Ok?"

Kitagawa Shiro hadn't reacted yet.

"boom!"

His vision went black, and he didn't even realize where he was injured before he lost consciousness.

He simply hoped, from the bottom of his heart, that he would still have a chance to see the light.
……

Kitagawa Shiroo does indeed still have a chance to open his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, it was still dark, and a strong wind was blowing against my face like a blower, making it almost impossible to open my eyes.

When he opened his eyes, besides the dense night sky, the cool moonlight, and the colorful stars, he also saw a bottomless abyss.

"Where is this?!"

He almost instinctively wanted to back away to escape the danger.

But at that moment, a strong hand pressed down on his shoulder, pinning him firmly to the ground, unable to move an inch.

At this moment, Kitagawa Shiro saw it clearly: what was in front of him was not just an abyss, but a towering building!

The voice behind him gently reminded him, "Don't move. If you fall from the 35th floor, I don't know how many pieces you'll break into; you might not even be able to put them back together. Don't cause trouble for the police, okay?"

That's what they say, but heaven knows how many unclaimed corpses there are in Japan every year.

If it's truly too shattered to be pieced together, the police in this country will probably be laughing all the way to the bank.

"You don't need to know where this is. You just need to know that there are only the two of us here right now."

Gen Tsukino pushed Kitagawa Shiro to the very edge of the building, forcibly extending both of Kitagawa's legs, as if to let the man experience what it felt like to be teetering on the edge of a 35-story building.

Tsukino Gen himself sat on the edge, intimately hooking his arm around Kitagawa Shiro's shoulder.

Kitagawa Shirofu suddenly had a strange thought: the boy beside him was a lunatic, and he might want to drag him down with him!

Why did President Nakajima get me involved in this? Why was I so confident that I could control this kid? Now look what's happened. Everything's ruined!
"What exactly do you want? If you don't want to join, then don't. There's no need to take such an extreme approach. Nothing is off-limits for discussion."

Kitagawa Shirofumi's teeth were chattering. He couldn't help it; anyone who'd been on the edge of the thirty-fifth floor, with their legs dangling in mid-air, knew the feeling. He didn't even dare look down; at that height, even someone without a fear of heights would be terrified. The distant lights looked like distant stars; everything at that height seemed incredibly small.

What would it feel like to fall? He certainly wouldn't imagine himself as a free bird.

"Now we can discuss it again? Didn't you say before that it was either agree or I'd die? Your words are a bit inconsistent."

Tsukino Gen said with a smile.

Kitagawa Shirofumi couldn't control the slight trembling in his body. Despite it being the sweltering summer day, the strong wind on the rooftop made him shiver, as if he were a withered leaf, about to be blown off at any moment.

Hearing Tsukino Gen's words, Kitagawa Shiro was already cursing under his breath.

You're not going to talk nonsense?!
That was before, and this is now. Who knew you weren't even afraid of a gun?! If you had just said so earlier, there wouldn't have been these misunderstandings.

"Well... I used to work for my superiors. Naturally, I had to do my best. But you also understand the principle that 'every man for himself'."

Tsukino Gen patted the other person's shoulder impatiently.

"speak English."

"Please let me go, please! I'll do anything!! Waaaaaah!"

Kitagawa Shirofumi had long since lost all psychological defenses. Having underestimated his opponent's strength, he had ended up in this predicament. He could no longer confidently consider a hundred reasons why the young man wouldn't kill him. In his mind, he had painstakingly built his career, endured humiliation, and spent over twenty years in the White Summit, finally reaching his current position—a life of comfort and a group of followers.

It's not about falling from the 35th floor and being smashed to pieces!

As for morality? Loyalty? Rules of the underworld? Screw that! Do you think this is a movie? In this era, if someone tries to kill me, I won't let them have an easy time either. If you let me live, I'll do anything for you.

Tsukino Gen listened to the other person's repentant sobs, finding them quite pleasant. No wonder so many people crave the power of life and death over others, striving to climb to higher positions for it. This feeling of dominating others' lives, of controlling everything, is as if you've suddenly become a different species from them. You are a superior, higher being.

However, Gen Tsukino did not go to the meeting alone just to enjoy that feeling.

He said it in a relaxed tone.

“I do not like killing. Even with that guy under your command named Anan, right? I spared his life. It’s just that the building he fell from was a bit shorter than it is now.”

Kitagawa Shirofumi's heart skipped a beat.

Anan knew, of course, that it was the underling who had almost always worked behind his back in order to join Sato Yuta's crew. He was still lying in the hospital, showing no signs of waking up.

At the time, Kitagawa Shiro thought Anan deserved his fate, that this was the consequence of betrayal. But now... is this person becoming him? No, the 35th floor! How could someone fall to that floor and become a vegetable? There's absolutely no chance of survival! This isn't Jackie Chan in a movie.

What can you and I do for you?

However, Kitagawa Shiroo realized that the fact that the other party was willing to say such things meant that he hadn't yet made a move against him. That meant he still held some value for the other party. Whatever that value might be, it was his only chance, and he had to seize it!
Gen Tsukino gave him a half-smile, "You're quite clever."

Kitagawa Shiroo was trying to smile, but his smile looked worse than a grimace, like someone had punched him a few times with brass knuckles and was trying to fawn over him.

"I'm not smart. I just want to survive, and I'll do anything for you."

Completely let go of your pride; whether you are older than the other person or not is completely unimportant.

Gen Tsukino gazes at the moon, which seems very close.

He said, "Letting you go isn't impossible, but how can I trust that I can return to a normal life after you leave? Normally, if you hadn't come looking for me, nothing would have happened; you could do whatever you wanted, and I wouldn't care. But now that I've shown up, I'm sure I can't hide it from some people. What if this so-called Chairman Nakajima you mentioned causes me trouble? Oh, and what about those so-called people who can threaten me?"

"So, it seems that killing you would actually deter them, right?"

Large beads of sweat slid down Kitagawa Shirofumi's forehead.

He said tremblingly, "I...I promise no one will leak a word about tonight's events. I'll keep my men quiet, we'll pretend we never saw anything! As for the chairman...I'll tell him you're all talk and no action, useless. We've already sent someone to teach you a lesson, there's no need to worry about you."

He poured out all his chips as much as he could.

In his view, this boy possessed extraordinary abilities, but he didn't want to get involved with the yakuza organization. That's why he wanted to stay out of it. If someone were to drag him in, he might really go all out to kill them.

But Tsukino Gen shook his head. "I don't think you can do these things. You can't control your mouth, and your explanation won't fool your student council president. Unless he's an idiot, is he?"

"."

of course not.

Kitagawa Shiro didn't know what to say.

His survival instinct drove him to a frantic brainstorming session, hoping to extract even the slightest clue that might be of use to him.

At that moment, the boy spoke his next words.

"Furthermore, I really dislike the way you do things, especially your Chairman Nakajima, you know what I mean?"

Do you dislike the way things are done?

Does this mean they send someone to gather all his information beforehand, prepare threats, and then send someone to follow him, forcing him to come to them? Isn't this the typical tactic of such organizations?

I understand what you mean, but how am I supposed to understand just one sentence?

Wait.

wrong
and many more!

It was as if a bolt of lightning had flashed through Kitagawa Shiroo's mind.

He didn't know if this was what the other person meant, but he could only look over tentatively, gazing into the other person's eyes and whispering.

"Actually, the White Summit doesn't just have one Chairman Nakajima. It should be said that the current situation of our White Summit is very special. The reason why Chairman Nakajima sent me to do this is because he is currently busy dealing with people on the other side."

Seeing Kitagawa Shiro's trembling appearance, Tsukino Gen finally revealed a long-lost genuine smile.

"Really? There's such a thing? Then tell me about it."

".good."

Kitagawa Shiro is now certain that he guessed correctly.

He was a little curious: did the boy who deliberately steered the conversation in this direction know about these things beforehand?
Or was it truly an unintentional act?

The latter is highly unlikely, but the former is more probable.
That seems rather frightening.

It's not just because of the intelligence capabilities of the other party to know this information, but also because... if that's really the case, then everything tonight wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision, nor was it an impulsive or helpless act on his part.

Rather, everything was within his expectations and control.

……

(End of this chapter)