Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

"Don't cause fatal injuries or severe disability, otherwise you will be held criminally responsible!" Officer Higurashi warned.

Iinuma Isao also ignored him.

In the rain, the young man walked towards the swordsman with a knife without stopping.

"Great! I didn't expect that you are not only good at swordsmanship, but also at fighting." Swordsman Tomita said, clapping his hands. After that, he slowly drew out his sword.

That knife exudes a certain aura.

It seemed as if something ominous was trapped inside the blade, ready to move.

Iinuma Isao gave him a sharp warning with his eyes as sharp as torches, and was about to take action.

At the same time, the figure of the swordsman Tomita suddenly jumped up and slashed at him with a knife in both hands.

At the same time, Officer Higurashi raised his hand and pulled the trigger without thinking.

Once surgery is performed, things become serious.

As a policeman, he can't just ignore it.

"stop!"

"boom--"

Bullets were fired into the air.

The two men who were about to fight paused at the same time.

"You're lucky the police are here!" Tomita swordsman retracted his knife.

"Go back and tell Ito that I went to his lair tonight!" Iinuma Isao also said something harsh.

"I was just worried you wouldn't come tonight!"

Swordsman Tomita snorted, and left the place without caring about the unconscious person.

Officer Higurashi called an ambulance for these.

"Why are you here again tonight?" asked Iinuma Isao.

"Madam was invited to the office this afternoon. I thought the Red Snapper Group might come back to cause trouble, so I came to take a look."

"You're a good policeman."

After hearing this, Officer Higurashi smiled bitterly and felt very ashamed.

"Wait here for a while, there's a big case for you to solve." Iinuma Isao said, and turned back to the house.

Huacheng's home was deserted and quiet in the night rain.

Wild birds are singing in the trees, raindrops are beating on the eaves, and the cherry blossoms in the courtyard are gorgeous and enchanting.

Iinuma Isao sat cross-legged on the eaves, looking at the cherry blossoms in the rain.

In another week, Tokyo's cherry blossoms will fade, and time will shift from late spring to early summer.

In Hokkaido, the cherry blossoms don't fade until May, and my mother is particularly annoyed by the tourists who flock to Hokkaido every May to chase the cherry blossoms.

Watching the cherry blossoms on a spring night, memories come to mind like a kaleidoscope of memories.

He was really very ordinary in his previous life, so ordinary that he was too lazy to even recall it.

The first person I saw when I opened my eyes in this life was a lady with a beautiful face and an imposing manner.

At first sight, he liked her very much and thought it would be great if he could marry her in this life.

Later...

Well, this woman’s name is Kaoru Iinuma.

My home in this life is a small shrine built deep in the mountains of Asahikawa.

Within a five-kilometer radius, there is only one small town with a population of no more than two thousand people.

Every winter, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow.

The small shrine became a world just for him and Miss Xun.

In that undisturbed world, she taught him to read, write, paint and play the piano; she taught him kendo and archery, and practiced martial arts; she taught him the principles of being a human being and shaped his character.

Everything about him was created by her according to her own preferences.

Even the face is the same as hers.

He is Miss Xun's most satisfying work.

More than ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and he had reached the age to leave home and venture into the bigger world.

A cool breeze blows.

The raindrops hit the young man's face, and he let out a breath, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"The memory killing really has a buff effect. I feel refreshed all over. I am in great shape..."

Iinuma Isao murmured, stretched his arms lazily, gripped the hilt of the bamboo sword, and while dancing with the sword, he recited his favorite waka poem.

"The flowers are fading,"

"This body has passed through this world in vain,"

"——The rain keeps falling!"

The air flow split up and the boy's body shape changed.

The blade of the sword is sharp, the voice of recitation is clear, and every detail is precise.

Thinking back to the joy of today's sudden enlightenment and the fierce battle that was about to come, his voice became more and more excited.

Young people should be so carefree!

"The fox transforms into a young man, enjoying the spring night with lanterns on! Haha..."

Iinuma Isao raised his bamboo sword and pointed it toward the sky.

The wind blew the pink petals across the blade and flew into the sky.

He smiled smugly.

It was as if he had never had a past life and his state of mind was just that of a teenager.

At the other end of the corridor, Huacheng Iori, who had just come out of the shower, saw him stop and smiled silently.

This high-spirited child is so charming.

Apart from his flaw of being a playboy, he is really popular with women.

If girls met him in their youth, they would probably be haunted by this face in their dreams for the rest of their lives...

Who said no?

Ryoko lived for more than thirty years, and was willing to sacrifice her life to allow her daughter to have the memories of her first twenty years.

For what?

Isn't it just to let his daughter make up for the biggest regret in his heart?

Back then, he only had eyes for Kyoko and Kaoru;

As for myself, I can only admire their unparalleled brilliance from behind them.

That love has been hidden deep in my heart for more than thirty years.

Nowadays, Anzi and Xun are both old women, and I am only in my early fifteens... Thinking of this, a smile of victory appeared on Hanashiro Iori's face.

What Kyoko and Xun had gotten in the past, she could get now.

And she can also grow up and grow old with Axun, which is something the two old women could never dream of!

This time, I am so defeated!

"Hehe~"

As Iinuma Isao was quietly watching the cherry blossoms, he suddenly heard a fox-like laugh in his ears.

Looking sideways, in the deep night, there was an angel wearing a thin black dress, standing gracefully in the dim darkness where the lights did not reach.

The night is like water and the beauty is like jade.

The evening breeze blew in from the corridor, gently ruffling her skirt.

The hem of the skirt rolled gently against her thighs, revealing her snow-white calves, the only light in the darkness.

"Have you finished washing?" Iinuma Isao sniffed.

Huacheng Iori said nothing and walked over slowly.

The breeze blew the hair on her forehead, making her youthful features look even more ethereal.

Her long black hair that reached down to her waist was lightly tied with a red string. Her childish face looked extremely serene, and her eyes reflected the watery night sky, so clear and beautiful.

She looked at Iinuma Isao calmly, with no emotion visible on her cold face.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Iinuma Isao's heart skipped a beat.

Angels are inherently charming, and at this moment they look aloof, making their already stunningly beautiful faces even more stunning.

Huacheng Iori glanced at him for a few times and smiled softly: "Go ahead, beat them up!"

"okay!"

Iinuma Isao laughed and walked out.

Chapter 84: Single Person Breaking Group

The whole Tokyo was shrouded in an endless rain curtain, with occasional lightning flashing overhead, followed by deafening thunder.

Walking through the streets of Shibuya, a three-story building appears in front of you with a sign that reads "Ito Real Estate".

In the heavy rain, Iinuma Isao moved forward with a sword in hand.

Ahead is the source of the Huacheng family's misfortune over the past two years.

Since ancient times, the underworld, economy, and politics have never been separated, especially in Japan, a country where the underworld is legal.

If gangs want to survive in Japan, they must get the tacit approval of the government, which naturally means that they have received a certain amount of support and protection in the political arena. If they want to touch the other party's foundation, they will face not only the other party's own strength, but also the oppression brought by the other party's political background.