Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"I subconsciously felt that it was quite unreasonable for me to accept gifts from you in return for helping you with something."

Uesugi Kiyoshi grinned and said in a lighthearted tone, "Well, who knows?"

"Maybe we were very close brothers in our past lives."

As the two were chatting, Uesugi Kiyoshi's phone rang at an inopportune moment.

Upon seeing this, Liu Longren nodded slightly to Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"I received the items. I have things to do tonight, so I'll be going now."

"Contact me if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

Uesugi Kiyoshi took out his phone, saw the words "Yuichi" on the screen, frowned slightly, and nodded to Liu Longren.

"Hmm, it's Yuichi on the phone. I'll ask him what's up."

"Go ahead and get busy. Here's the message back to you. Contact me if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

As he was speaking, Uesugi Kiyoshi answered the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Kudo, instead of busy taking over your family business and making a name for yourself in the police force, what brings you to call me?"

"Sigh, I've been slacking off at home these past few days, but I still have to find time to read the association's documents. I don't know who I can thank for this."

Kudo Yuichi's voice paused for a moment before a bitter laugh followed.

"Alright, alright, it's just that I asked you to help me revise a few documents, don't hold a grudge."

"Qing, something has happened in Kyoto. If you have time, please come to the association first."

"Dazai has returned from Kyoto."

"I came back lying down!"

Chapter 274 Attacked

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"What, he went to Kyoto again to expand his group of girlfriends, and got completely drained?"

Although Uesugi Kiyoshi was joking, his expression turned serious.

If that were the case, Kudo Yuichi wouldn't have been in such a hurry to call him.

He's been incredibly busy lately, drafted by his father to work at the Metropolitan Police Department, making appearances everywhere. Uesugi Kiyoshi has even seen him give speeches on television more than once, so it seems he's making a push in his political career.

The news reports covered everything that could grab attention: the genius boy from the Kudo family who skipped grades to apply to the University of Tokyo, a star in the police force who helped the police solve many cold cases.

"Do not make jokes."

"He was seriously injured, with hardly any bones in his body intact. His mind was also somewhat clouded. It's only because the [No Longer Human] he was linked to was a heroic spirit that was particularly strong in mental power that he would have become an idiot."

"The association is good at treating external injuries."

"It's no exaggeration to say that if Mr. Edward were to personally treat him, even if his bones were crushed to powder, he could still be healed. The association also has superhumans who are biased towards healing abilities, so there is no immediate danger to his life."

"However, his mental state is not quite right—he suffers from severe mental weakness."

"I've tested him, and there's no sign of him becoming addicted. Anyway, come over here first."

Uesugi Kiyoshi agreed and hung up the phone quickly, his expression becoming somewhat serious.

It's perfectly normal for superhumans to get injured.

He was once so injured that he could only use a wheelchair.

However, a collector from a collectors' association, who accompanied the president of the Tokyo Collectors' Association to Kyoto for a "reporting" ceremony, was severely beaten and sent back to Tokyo.

When you think about it as a whole, it reveals an unusual meaning.

Without even saying hello, Uesugi Kiyoshi sent a text message to Kyoko, and without even changing his clothes, rushed out in his kendo uniform, straddling the Kawasaki ninja that he had embezzled and which belonged to Kudo Yuichi.

The motorcycle engine roared as the dark green phantom raced through the Tokyo night.

Even though he rushed as fast as he could, it still took Uesugi Kiyoshi almost an hour to get to the association's headquarters. Things are different now. Before, it rained heavily in Tokyo and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road. Now, the traffic jam made him dizzy and disoriented.

In other words, motorcycles are more agile; if it were a car, he would probably still be stuck in traffic.

I glanced at my watch; the hands were already pointing to six o'clock.

After getting out of the car and entering the lobby of the association building, Uesugi Kiyoshi entered the elevator and pressed the down button under the somewhat respectful gaze of the security personnel.

Five minutes later, he had arrived outside the medical team's ward.

He spotted Kudo Yuichi frowning and smoking in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the lobby at a glance.

Uesugi Kiyoshi strode over, his voice preceding his arrival.

"It's rare to see you looking so worried. What happened?"

Kudo Yuichi glanced at him, and when he saw his friend arrive, his expression relaxed slightly.

"It's a troublesome matter."

“Akutagawa is going to report on his work. You should know that our Collectors Association’s technical support comes from abroad, and our financial support comes from the Phoenix Institute Zaibatsu. The Phoenix Institute Zaibatsu’s headquarters are in Kyoto. Every year at this time, Akutagawa goes to Kyoto to report on his work, firstly to appease his financial backers, and secondly to communicate with the envoys from headquarters, report on the work progress, and see if he can squeeze out some benefits.”

"This tradition has been going on for four or five years."

“Kyoto is much safer than Tokyo, I mean in terms of spirits and deities.”

"The Yin-Yang Bureau of Heian-kyo, the headquarters of the Shinsengumi, and countless temples are all located in Kyoto, along with the hidden martial arts families and the headquarters of the National Kendo Conference."

"There are so many extraordinary talents that even ghosts and gods dare not run rampant."

"but."

"When they took on a commission from the Phoenix Institute Zaibatsu, Akutagawa and Dazai were ambushed."

"There was an ambush set by ghosts and gods. Three investigators died, countless agents were killed or wounded, Dazai ended up like this, and Akutagawa was also injured."

"It's not that the other side was that strong, but they were caught off guard and suffered a heavy loss."

“After this incident, Kyoto is on high alert. Akutagawa arranged for someone to escort Dazai back first, and he just called me for help.”

"I'm planning a trip there. Kiyoshi, could you keep an eye on things in Tokyo for a while?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi quickly processed these words, frowned, and showed some dissatisfaction.

"What, are you trying to beat around the bush with me? What are you going to do? Are you trying to provoke me?"

Kudo Yuichi shook his head with a wry smile and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"I knew you'd say that, that's not what I meant."

"I know you're good at fighting, you could easily take on ten or eight of me, but some things can't be solved by fighting."

"There are undercurrents of financial conglomerates involved in this matter. Kyoto is also a place of trouble, with various superhuman forces mixed together and entangled in a bottomless vortex."

"The Shinsengumi and the Heian-kyo are at odds with the Kamiizumi swordsmen, and they probably don't like you either. As for the Phoenix Inu clan, who are our backers, it would be strange if they weren't behind this!"

"In short, Kyoto is surrounded by enemy forces on all sides. Even if you go, you might not be able to grasp the situation. You get a headache just reading political news, so I'll go instead."

"I'll help Akutagawa deal with those bastards. If things turn out well, we'll avenge this grievance. If things don't work out, we can always back out. There are more than one conglomerate in Japan. I don't believe they'd dare to openly target the Collectors Association!"

Kudo Yuichi's words made a lot of sense, but Uesugi Kiyoshi stubbornly shook his head.

"Forget it, Dazai's ability, I remember, has the effect of eliminating the 'supernatural' status of superhumans."

"Even he and Akutagawa's Rashomon team were beaten like this. Are you, a non-combatant, going to your death?"

"Without the guarantee of military force, mere schemes will not succeed. You should understand this principle."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to Kyoto for a look around. Don't worry, I'll definitely bring our chairman back alive."

"And let those who plotted against us pay the price."

“I happen to have business to attend to in Kyoto. Have you heard of the Imperial Trials? My master has ordered me to obtain the title of a swordsman. I have no choice but to obey. I will have to go sooner or later anyway, so I might as well do it together.”

When Uesugi Kiyoshi said this, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, like a drawn sword, startling Kudo Yuichi.

He was secretly amazed—Qing seemed to have gained even more momentum after just a few days.

This is too abnormal. It's unheard of for a superhuman to become noticeably stronger in just a few days. Everyone has to work hard and accumulate experience day by day.

However, since Uesugi Kiyoshi had already put it that way, he naturally couldn't insist.

In fact, he really couldn't leave.

"Hmm, a trial before the emperor? Is that how it is? Does the swordsman Kamiizumi think you've already reached the threshold of becoming a swordsman?"

"That's outrageous. A sixteen-year-old swordsman? You've already matched the achievements of many great swordsmen in history, and even those sword saints."

"Alright, in that case, I won't stop you. I'll arrange your schedule."

Uesugi nodded, took out two keys, and tossed them to Kudo Yuichi.

"Here, I'm entrusting this to you."

"I'll set off tomorrow. I'll contact Akutagawa when I arrive. You can stay here and look after the house."

"Don't worry, have I ever let you down?"

Looking at the confident smile on Uesugi Kiyoshi's lips, Kudo Yuichi smiled with a sense of relief.

"Alright, then thank you for your hard work."

“I’ll help you extort money from Akutagawa, apply for more funds for the operation, since we’re going to rescue him.”

"He should bleed."

"Go check on Dazai. I'll go appease the staff, then I need to go to the Metropolitan Police Department."

As they were talking, the two exchanged a punch, and Kudo Yuichi turned around somewhat hastily.

He hadn't taken more than a few steps when he suddenly turned around, his gaze fixed intently on Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"Qing, I know you're strong-willed, but the waters of Kyoto run very deep."

"It doesn't matter if we lose face or lose manpower."

"you"

"Come back alive."

He was met with a stern smile from Uesugi Seiran.