I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapter 43-044 Tattoos

"You two bastards, trying to seize the Takasaki family's property while Dad is sick! I won't let you succeed!"

The person shouting loudly at the door was a young thug with blond hair who looked to be around twenty-two or twenty-three years old. He was wearing a loose tracksuit and low-rise pants that exposed his belly. He was cursing and swaggering as he tried to rush into the store.

"You...can't come into the store, it's open for business right now...and..."

Takasaki Tsuki was so anxious that her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and she stood helplessly at the door to block them.

"Now that you've reopened, you must have made a lot of money. Hurry up and give me my share!"

"We haven't made any money yet! We've only just started to resume operations..."

"I don't care, give me my share now, or this shop can forget about staying open, you two bastards!"

The blond thug, cursing and swearing, forced his way into the store, shoving Takasaki to the ground and raising his foot as if to kick her.

"What are you doing?"

A nearby customer couldn't stand it and stood up to try to stop it.

"Look closely, what's this on my arm?!"

The blond thug rolled up his sleeves, revealing arms covered in large, colorful tattoos. When the customer saw this, his expression changed, and he lowered his head, took out some money, placed it on the table, and hurriedly left.

"Oh!"

The blond thug raised his arm smugly, showing off the tattoo on his arm like a medal. It was a colorful tiger wrapped around a python in the style of ukiyo-e, which looked very imposing.

Other customers in the store, seeing this, also turned their heads away, fearing they might get into trouble.

"How dare this bastard come into the store!"

Takasaki Anko's eyes widened and became bloodshot. She grabbed a single-edged knife from the counter and was about to rush out.

Naruto Uchiha stopped her, then clenched his fist and was about to step forward.

"Takasaki family's little sister, your hands are so clean. It's not worth getting them dirty for this kind of trash. Ah-xiu!" Matsudaira Chiyo's eyes turned cold, and she snapped her fingers.

"Yes, Miss!"

The blond thug was arrogantly showing off the tiger and snake tattoo on his hand when he saw a woman in a black suit walking over with a blank expression.

"You busybody, mind your own business!"

The blond thug shouted angrily and raised his hand as if to slap him forward.

Just as the slap was about to land on the woman in the black suit, she swiftly grabbed his wrist, quickly moved behind the blond-haired man, twisted his arm behind his back, and twisted it into a pretzel shape.

"Ouch!"

Then the woman in the black suit raised her foot and kicked him hard in the sole of his foot. The blond thug's knees buckled and he was pushed to the ground.

"Takasaki-san, are you alright?"

Matsudaira Chiyo took off her glasses and walked over gracefully. Takasaki Tsuki had already gotten up. Although she wasn't seriously injured, her face had scraped against the ground and gotten a little dusty.

"Matsudaira-senpai, what brings you here?"

Taking out a handkerchief, Matsudaira Chiyo affectionately and gently wiped Takasaki Tsuki's face. Perhaps because she was being treated like a child by her senior, Takasaki Tsuki's face turned slightly red, and she was a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong with this piece of trash? Is he your older brother, the genetic type?"

Matsudaira Chiyo lifted her long, shapely leg clad in black stockings, intending to ruffle his blond hair with her shoe, but whether out of disgust or some other concern, she ultimately refrained from doing so.

"Yes." Takasaki Tsuki lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly.

"You two bastards aren't my sisters, you two little bitches!" the blond thug cursed.

"This bastard is not our brother. He's not registered as such anymore. Two years ago, he broke into our house and seriously injured an elderly person who was home. The family had to pay a lot of money in compensation, and Dad has cut ties with him."

Takasaki An rushed over, as if to distance herself from the situation, and said loudly, then muttered a few words under her breath:

"And this person wasn't born to the same mother as us."

It sounds like they're half-siblings, with a rather complicated family dynamic, but it's their family matter, and Uchiha Naruto shouldn't say too much.

"This unfilial son, who was kicked out of his home, took advantage of his father's illness to bully and extort his two younger sisters who were managing the family business. He's definitely one of the worst scumbags I've ever met."

Matsudaira Chiyo yawned boredly and gave her a look. The woman in the black suit nodded and tightened her grip on the blond man's back and on her knees.

"Ouch—!"

The blond thug cried out in pain, but even the gentler-natured Takasaki Tsuki showed no sympathy on her face.

"Is this your bodyguard?"

The woman in the black suit with blond hair moved with practiced ease, catching Uchiha Naruto's attention. Naruto had previously done Matsudaira Chiyo's makeup and dressing up in the car with practiced ease, and Naruto had mistaken her for her maid.

"Yes, that's standard for a young lady. Actually, a young lady also has a maid, and I'm no exception. I'll introduce you to her next time, Uchiha." As if she understood what Uchiha Naruto was thinking, Matsudaira Chiyo smiled sweetly at him.

Seeing these men completely disregarding him and talking casually, the blond thug pinned to the ground slammed his only remaining hand on the ground with a loud thud, then raised his tattooed arm and roared:

"Let me go! Do you know who I am? I'm from the Iijima family! Look at this!"

"A yakuza member?" Uchiha Naruto couldn't help but frown.

The official name for gangs in Japan is Yakuza, and its members are called Yakuza members. Like emerging religions, they are a major social problem.

Takasaki An and Takasaki Tsuki exchanged a glance, their faces showing worry and fear.

"Scared now? Let me go right now!" The blond thug shouted arrogantly with a smug look on his face.

"Huh? That's it?"

Matsudaira Chiyo had an amused expression on her face. She looked up and glanced around, finally fixing her gaze on the kitchen.

There was a kettle of boiling water on the stove. Although the gas had been turned off, white steam was still hissing from the kettle spout.

Matsudaira Chiyo walked into the kitchen, struggled to lift the kettle out, and then walked over with a malicious look on her face.

"Ah Xiu, hold him down!"

Walking up to the blond thug, Matsudaira Chiyo stepped on his hand with a cruel smile on her face and poured nearly boiling water onto the colorful tattoos on his arm!

"Sizzle—!"

"It's so hot! It's so hot! Help!"

The blond thug's arm turned bright red, like pigskin scalded by boiling water, and the colorful tattoos on it dissolved and were washed off with the black solution.

"It really was printed on with temporary tattoo paper. A petty thug is a petty thug, why try to act all cool and sophisticated?"

Matsudaira Chiyo looked as if she hadn't expected it, revealing a satisfied expression after inflicting pain.

"What kind of cheap trick is this? You think you can pull off such a high-class tattoo? If you were a member of a yakuza gang, the gang leader would chop your little finger off if he saw it."

Seeing the blond thug howling in pain on the ground, Takasaki Yue felt uneasy and whispered a word of advice:

"Matsudaira-senpai, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Working in the kitchen, she was well aware of the dangers of boiling water; a careless mistake could result in burns and infections.

"Takasaki-san is so kind, she even has sympathy for such a scumbag. Ah-xiu, take him to the clinic for a checkup~"

Despite this, Matsudaira Chiyo's eyes showed no warmth as she drawled out her words.

"Understood, Miss!"

The woman in the black suit nodded, indicating that she understood Matsudaira's hint, and then carried the blond thug, who was like a dead dog, out of the store.

"Thank you, Matsudaira-senpai. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do."

"No, the Uchiha clan is here too. Even if I weren't here, they would still lend a hand," Matsudaira Chiyo replied in a very cool and dashing manner.

"They've already delayed my time to eat sashimi, and I don't want to ruin my appetite because of this."

Matsudaira Chiyo returned to her seat, picked up a slice of cherry trout sashimi, savored it, nodded slightly, then picked up another slice, dipped it in wasabi sauce, and put it in her mouth, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.

"It's delicious, Uchiha."

"Is that matter resolved?"

While the Takasaki sisters might not be able to discern Matsudaira Chiyo's meaning from subtle changes in tone, this did not escape Uchiha Naruto's notice.

"If Ah Xiu goes a little harder, she can scare these thugs out of their wits. I've seen plenty of these barking, blustering cowards."

Matsudaira Chiyo leisurely enjoyed her sashimi.

"If they really are from a yakuza group, wouldn't that cause some trouble?"

"Tokyo isn't Mexico City. In a normally functioning society, yakuza are just weeds tolerated growing on the edge of a garden, not poppies growing freely in a sunny, fertile courtyard," Matsudaira Chiyo said dismissively.

"This is no longer the 1990s before the bubble economy, or the chaotic post-war decade or two. For our country, gangs are like a night...dumping ground, used when needed, and considered an eyesore when not. Now the economic recession has been too long, and the country's tolerance for gangs is getting lower and lower."

Nearly five minutes later, the woman in the black suit returned to the izakaya, and Uchiha Naruto noticed a few bloodstains on her trouser hem.

"Then I'll take my leave now. I'll discuss the business plan for Takasaki Izakaya with Takasaki-kun another time."

After Matsudaira Chiyo left, Uchiha Naruto glanced at her plate and noticed that most of the sashimi was still left, except for the most succulent and fatty cherry trout belly sashimi, which she had already eaten.

This woman has a really picky palate.

A week passed, and the blond thug didn't come to harass them again.

Uchiha Naruto attends classes during the day, studies in the library for two hours after school, and then rushes to work at the Takasaki Tsutomu Sakaba for three or four hours. Since he is now mainly responsible for the preparation of sashimi, his other miscellaneous work has been greatly reduced.

That noon, Uchiha Naruto opened his lunchbox as usual, took a bite of each dish, and his expression was somewhat subtle.

Why does the taste seem less and less appealing?

On the first day, the only special thing about the bento box that Takasaki gave me was the grilled mackerel; everything else was delicious. But since then, the number of delicious dishes has decreased, and the number of ordinary dishes has increased. Today, all the dishes in the bento box taste just as ordinary as the grilled mackerel on the first day.

Takasaki Tsuki's cooking skills are always at a high level when we eat staff meals at night, so why does he always mess up when it comes to bento boxes? Is he subtly expressing his opinion to Uchiha Naruto?

Just like many people watch videos while eating, Uchiha Naruto ate his meal while squinting his eyes, as usual using his network of eyes scattered over Tokyo to survey the city.

Suddenly, Naruto Uchiha frowned.

He saw the blond-haired scoundrel from the Takasaki family, who hadn't been seen for a long time, and the young monk who had previously preached, hiding in a street corner, pointing and gesturing at the izakaya.

How did these two scumbags end up colluding and teaming up?

(End of this chapter)