Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"Ask the master to act as your agent," said Hachiman.

As a second-generation rich kid from Osaka, the fat kid has never been afraid of anyone. He greeted the other party's parents as soon as he opened his mouth: "Fuck, who are you......"

But before he could finish his words, the chair that was originally sitting under Hachiman's butt flew directly towards the fat boy. Fortunately, the fat boy reacted quickly and dodged it. However, as soon as he came to his senses, he was stepped on by the strong man who fell from the sky.

The first bird to stick its head out gets shot. To establish prestige, one must always have cannon fodder. As long as Hachiman's military power can overwhelm those present, they will not be able to turn the tables.

"First of all, you should respect your teachers. You don't need to care who I am. Since I can sit on this chair and you don't have the ability to kick me off, you can only call me your acting master. Haha, I know you rich second-generations like to call me daddy and mommy. It doesn't matter. I will personally accompany you to your house and let your dad teach me a lesson if he has the ability."

Hachiman's words calmed down the guys nearby who were originally ready to rebel.

"Who the hell calls parents? Whoever calls parents is a coward." The little fat boy stiffened his neck with a red face.

"......Master's agent." Finally I understand the principle that whoever is stronger will be the winner.

Hachiman didn't care whether he was cursing in his heart or not. He didn't need them to believe him now, he just wanted them to submit.

He pulled the chair back to its original position and asked, "Little Fatty, then tell me how many times have we challenged and been challenged?"

"You... Master's agent, my name is not Little Fatty, my name is Ichiro Inoyama, and I am the heir to the glorious Osaka livestock chain group Inoyama Farming."

"Very good, very energetic, so why don't you answer my question." Hachiman didn't know what to say. Could it be that this name was good?

"In the past year, our Genji Budokan has had zero challenges and zero rejections. That's all." He was just like those bad students in school who went against their teachers and were beaten up by Hachiman. On the surface, they didn't dare to say anything, but they were always sarcastic.

"Well, why not even once?" Generally speaking, sparring between martial arts halls is quite normal.

"Answering Master, because the year before last we had zero challenges, but were challenged dozens of times, and we lost all of our matches. The year before that we were challenged fifteen times, and we also lost all of them. Haha, the martial arts hall also has to save face, and you won't gain any face by bullying us, and we have to give face to the Genji after all."

Although the Genji is a military family, they have already invested their influence in the political and business circles. More than ten years ago, a martial arts fanatic head emerged, and there were some signs of a revival of martial arts. However, it changed overnight and completely withered. The martial arts hall also makes its living in Osaka. Seeing that you, the Genji, are so weak, they feel embarrassed to bully you. They have to give you some face, otherwise what if the police come and seal it off tomorrow?

After the fat man finished speaking, the disciples began to laugh. Most of them came here because of their parents' instructions. They couldn't say how much they liked this place, but after all, there were still some people who trained seriously with expressions of humiliation on their faces.

Hachiman did not drive these "black sheep" out of the martial arts hall. It would be better to say that due to his father-in-law's long-term policy, almost two-thirds of the disciples in the martial arts hall are idlers, and those who train seriously have become a minority. If they really want to drive them all out, the martial arts hall can be closed directly.

Hachiman stood up and said, "I see. Let's get ready to go. The bus is already parked outside. Our first stop is the Shirasa Budokan, which is also in the Tennoji district."

"Hey, don't you understand what I'm saying? We have never won. I won't join in such self-humiliating things." said the little fat man.

Hachiman glanced at him, and the fat boy subconsciously took a defensive posture, looking quite competent and with a decent reaction speed. It just so happened that Hachiman didn't think highly of the people summoned by Tachibana and Kuroda. Some of them had solid basic skills, but they were too rigid. If they were thrown a chair like the fat boy, they would probably have to do standard evasive actions. To put it bluntly, they were just crazy in training and had no practical experience.

Although the little fat boy's movement of rushing out just now was a little clumsy, his reaction was quick enough.

"Little Fatty, you will be the backbone of the third match. As for whether you will lose, I promise that I will not lose, because I will personally be the general guarding the final pass."

Then he laughed somewhat mockingly: "It's just like playing Contra with the infinite lives cheat. It doesn't matter how you guys act in the beginning. Even if the opponent's No. 1 player beats all four of you, it doesn't matter if I fight all of them. Anyway, I have to make my name as Genji known within three days."

There was another uproar at Hachiman's words, and the fat man asked, "But aren't you the master's agent?"

Can I play too?

Hachiman chuckled and said, "I'm the acting master, but I'm not much older than you. Who can tell?"

How shameless, so shameless. But after hearing what he said, the fat boy thought, is it acceptable?

As long as there is someone to back him up, he can tear down the sky. Isn't this the survival rule of the rich second generation?

"Okay, time is running out. Let's go. We have to visit at least five martial arts halls today." He clapped his hands and asked these guys to get in the car quickly.

But at this time, "Second Miss Genji" slowly came over and yawned: "Hikigaya-kun, I want to go fishing, hey, what's wrong with you guys?"

Then finally, there was another person on the bus, Minamoto no Raikou, who seemed to be on a student outing, and he sat next to Hachiman.　

Chapter 55 Chapter

It is said that a woman becomes stupid for three years after pregnancy, and Hachiman feels that the same is true for Lord Raikou.

I don’t know if it’s because of raising a little life and resolving the knot in his heart that he had for many years, but Lord Raikou acted a little silly after returning home.

"Why are you coming with us? Our schedule is very tight and tiring. We don't have time to play," Hachiman persuaded.

"Let me cheer you on. What's fun about Osaka? I grew up here." Lai Guang said, and it seemed to make sense.

"And since Hikigaya-kun is working hard for our father's martial arts hall, I have to cheer you on no matter what. As for whether I'm tired or not, my belly isn't even bulging yet, so there's nothing to be afraid of." Minamoto no Raikou made no effort to hide the fact that she was pregnant in front of outsiders.

Except for old comrade Tachibana, no one on the bus had ever seen the eldest daughter of Minamoto no Raikou, the princess. They only knew that there was this illegitimate daughter of the second daughter, who had been going in and out of the Minamoto family since last year. So, apart from being jealous of this bastard for getting the master's illegitimate daughter pregnant, everyone had no opinion.

Hachiman covered his face and said, "Okay, and don't make any moves later, or there will be no fun."

If he is a plug-in, then Minamoto no Raikou is a hammer that can smash the computer into pieces so that no one can play the game anymore. If she takes action, it will basically be like a storm passing through, and she will not achieve what Hachiman wants.

Minamoto no Raikou took out a bag of cucumber-flavored potato chips and gave each of the eight flags a bite.

Well, although now in the eyes of others, she is probably just a fool.

All the members of the sect went out, a total of thirty-two people came to the Baisha Martial Arts Hall. Originally, Genji and Baisha would hold exchange competitions every year. After all, they were close and could save a lot of transportation costs. However, with the decline and corruption of the Genji, the two families had no communication. Moreover, when the disciples of the Baisha Martial Arts Hall met people from the Genji, they would often ridicule them. There were times when they fought, but the Genji side was simply no match for them. It was so funny.

And every time there is a fight, there is always a fat guy, so when he hears the name Baisha, he comes for revenge and slaps in the face.

"Hey, little fatty, the glorious task of kicking the door is left to you." Hachiman said with a smile.

"My name is neither Hey nor Fatty. My name is Ichiro Inoyama." After saying this, the Fatty's eyes lit up. He walked straight to the door of Baisha Martial Arts Hall, kicked it open with a fierce kick, and shouted.

"Are all the people in Baisha dead? Genji is here to kick your hall today, why don't you come over and entertain him, hetui..."

After saying that, he spat.

Hachiman admired this fat guy more and more. He was so arrogant and domineering that it would not be surprising if he was beaten to death the next day without anyone to protect him.

As the saying goes, a hero breaks the law with his martial arts. People who practice martial arts are naturally proud and cannot bear humiliation easily. When they saw the fat guy coming to their door, if they were not suppressed by the coaches of the martial arts hall, they would immediately surround him and kill him.

The fat boy was a little timid at first, but when he saw Hachiman getting off the car, he calmed down a little. Hachiman called Tachibana over. He had no experience in how to communicate with other martial arts halls, so he could only leave it to the old comrade.

About ten minutes later, the curator came out, looking puzzled and with a sour complexion as if he had been constipated for three days. He only left one sentence to Hachiman who was leading the team.

"If you want to fight, I will fight."

Hey, you are quite passionate old man.

Then the battle began. The competition system was vanguard battle, secondary vanguard battle, backbone battle, deputy general battle and general battle.

If you lose, the next one will take over until there is no one left, so the general is usually responsible for guarding the gate.

In this vanguard battle, Hachiman sent Kuroda out. It was a razor against razor. Although they were kicked out, both sides still had reason and knew to use unopened razors.

About ten minutes later, Kuroda was defeated. He walked down with a look of annoyance on his face. There was nothing much to say about being inferior to his opponent, but he said to Tachibana, who was the second to fight, "I have already exhausted most of his physical strength."

Senior Brother Ju didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder, and then went on the court. Sure enough, the opponent's physical strength was almost exhausted, and he was knocked down by Ju without much effort.

Then in the next match, Tachibana met a master, who knocked Tachibana out with overwhelming skills. Hachiman couldn't help shaking his head, he was far inferior to his opponent in all aspects. But the point is, Tachibana and most people in the martial arts field have a problem, they are afraid before the battle, and they have the mentality that they can't win before the fight even starts.

The third person to appear is the fat boy. He doesn’t have any psychological problems. Even though this second-generation rich kid is used to being beaten by gods and slapped by Buddhas, he has never been scared of anyone.

He practiced razoring for three days and rested for two days, but he had good aptitude and was used to street fights. He was ruthless and fought hard enough that he actually managed to knock down the opponent's secondary striker with his momentum.

"How was it!" The fat man looked at Hachiman boastfully, and Hachiman was generous with his applause. The fat man had fought really well in this battle, and he showed his bloodiness, which also inspired the other disciples of Genji.

But he was not so lucky next time. The opponent's backbone was a player with excellent strength, speed and skills. He completely suppressed the fat boy and did not give him the chance to lose his temper. The fat boy was so angry that after losing, he threw the razor on the ground as if to vent his anger, and then was beaten up by Hachiman again.

Next, Genji's deputy general was successfully defeated, and he couldn't even see the opponent's deputy general.

In fact, this is a natural result. After all, the Genji Budokan has been in decline for too long and is far behind other bubblegum halls in all aspects.

At this time, everyone was looking at Hachiman. He slowly stood up, put on protective gear and walked forward.

"Come on, husband!" Suddenly, Lord Raikou shouted, causing Hachiman to almost fall down.

He didn't believe that the expectant mother was watching the game seriously. In the eyes of the invincible Minamoto no Raikou, these people fighting each other were probably no more than monkeys.

Next, Hachiman used ten minutes to demonstrate what an overwhelming gap meant. It was three people, ten minutes.

Obviously, in the eyes of the little fat man, the backbone was so flawless, with almost no weaknesses, but this guy used faster speed and stronger strength to push the opponent out of the line, which made him stand up. Baisha's side suddenly became tense. Compared with the two or three big cats and kittens before Gengen, the technical and tactical level displayed by Hachiman was simply on another level.

But being serious doesn't mean he won't lose. In just ten minutes, he single-handedly overwhelmed the opponent's core members, deputy generals and generals, making it the first time that Genji succeeded in kicking the opponent after an unknown amount of time. The people in the Baisha Martial Arts Hall looked dejected.

The disciples on Genji's side were still in a daze. Hachiman took off his protective gear and started to cheer: "Why are you all in a daze? Cheer, you won, shout it out loud."

Having not tasted victory for such a long time, these guys were a little uncomfortable, but they soon started to make a fuss.

Hachiman narrowed his eyes slightly. This was the wine of victory. In these three days, Hachiman would get them drunk.

Chapter 56 Chapter

When you taste victory for the first time, even though the reason for winning is not yours, just like the water cooler player can still win the gold medal, it is enough for you to be the winner and step on the loser.

Don't expect these little brats to have the composure of a winner. Plus, both sides have old and new grudges. After Hachiman won, the guys led by the fat guy scolded the other side so much that they almost started a fight. But Hachiman did not stop them. He just asked everyone to get in the car and go to the next martial arts arena.

The fat guy came over, his tone full of heroic respect: "Master, I really admire you this time. Those guys were scolded to the point of their lungs almost bursting, but they still didn't dare to do anything."

It would be fine if they simply lost the exchange match, but if word spread that the martial arts hall lost the exchange match and relied on the larger number of people in its own dojo to injure all the other side's players, then this martial arts hall would be doomed.

Hachiman chuckled twice: "It feels great."

"My whole body feels clear and healthy, and I can get rid of disasters and diseases." said the little fat man.

"It's just the beginning, so take it easy." Hachiman didn't seem to want to stop the other party from doing that humiliating thing.

The little fat boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he subconsciously wanted to shout "brother, I'll follow you from now on." But he was afraid of being beaten, but he looked quite satisfied.

Minamoto no Raikou, who was sitting next to him, gently poked the soft flesh on his waist and said, "Hikigaya-kun, you have evil intentions in your belly."

"Do you know what I want to do?" Hachiman leaned on Lord Raikou.

"I don't know, but I understand one thing: if you don't get the glory with your own strength, it will get you into trouble sooner or later." Minamoto no Raikou said softly.

"Haha, it's a pity that these people are just hot-blooded kids." Hachiman said.

Next, he started to challenge the second and third martial arts gyms. The situation was similar to that of Baisha. He was defeated badly in the early stage, and then relied on Hachiman to turn the tide.

Then there is this group of rich second-generations who take revenge when they have grievances.

However, starting from the fourth martial arts hall, the situation seemed to be a little different. Perhaps because he had Hachiman as a backup, the young Kuroda was mentally relaxed and had accumulated some practical experience. He defeated the opponent's vanguard and secondary striker in a row, and was defeated in the third battle due to exhaustion.

This is just like the third part of the exam. If you don't pay the insurance for exemption of the application fee, you will always worry that if you fail this time, you will have to pay again next time. As a result, you will feel more and more uneasy. But once you pay the insurance for exemption of the re-examination fee, you will feel calm thinking that even if you fail this time, you won't have to pay for the next exam, and you will feel calm instead.

This situation also happened to Tachibana. Seeing this, Hachiman began to temporarily teach them some practical fighting methods, and to fight to support themselves. It didn't matter if they lost, because he would back them up.

Just like that, over the course of three days, the winning rates of the members other than Hachiman became higher and higher. On the third day, there was even a lucky match where only General Hachiman faced off against the general. This was truly a rapid improvement.

Just like that, the entire martial arts world in Osaka was shocked. The Genji Budokan, which had already declined, kicked off fourteen martial arts halls in three days, winning fourteen games out of fourteen. Its efficiency was terrifying, and their schedule was too tight. After three days, when other martial arts halls wanted to keep an eye on them and study them, they had already stopped playing.

But one extremely bad thing is that every time the Genji Budokan wins, it will try its best to humiliate the opponent, without any martial ethics at all, which is really infuriating. Among them, the Baisha Budokan came out to complain that their master was hospitalized with bleeding that night after being insulted. There was nothing they could do about it, he was too hot-blooded.

That group of people is a disgrace to the martial arts world, and a new storm is gradually brewing.

But it had nothing to do with Hachiman. Three days later, the fat guy and other rich second-generation people spent a lot of money to treat everyone in the martial arts hall to an expensive meal. Of course, there was a second party, but Hachiman did not attend. After all, he was preparing to get married, and there was nothing wrong with following the woman's people to find the princess.

The next day, everyone in the martial arts hall was drunk. Even Tachibana and Kuroda were so drunk from venting their anger that they couldn't get up. Only Hachiman still got up on time to exercise.

But surprisingly, Gen Taizo was standing there in a martial arts uniform, looking very immortal, like an old immortal master.

"Good morning, father-in-law." Hachiman called out directly.

Yuan Taizo twitched his lips, but thinking that the wedding was only two days away, he thought, just shout it out, can't the arm still twist over the thigh?

But he didn't come here today because of this.

"I heard that you took that group of little guys to challenge fourteen martial arts gyms in three days?" Gen Taizo asked in disbelief.

"I picked it." Hachiman answered briefly.

"How did you choose it?"

"With a person fanning the flames and a group of fools, there is no limit to what kind of people they can pick." Hachiman said with a smile.

Yuan Taisan covered his face with his hands in regret, "I just asked you to guide those guys, not to offend the entire Osaka Budokan."

"I have guided them. If you don't believe me, you can try Tachibana and Kuroda later. They are improving rapidly and have already developed a strong sense of confidence."

Gen Taizo felt a little complicated. He actually believed what Hachiman said. Anyone who picked fourteen families in three days would become confident and even inflated.

"But the revenge of the fourteen families afterwards was also terrifying. And do you think there were only fourteen families? These martial arts halls are an alliance, and the relationships behind them are complicated. They gave them some face before because of the name of the Genji, but you are slapping them in the face like this, and you want them to die. At this time, the other party will naturally not care about their face."

"It's no big deal. The worst case scenario is that all the martial arts halls in Osaka will take turns to challenge us." Hachiman said with a smile.

"But you won't be here by then!" said Yuan Taisan. Did he have to go on stage with his old arms and legs?

Before Hachiman could say anything, Minamoto no Raikou came over and said, "Father, don't you see what Hikigaya-kun is up to?"

"Ah, Lai Guang, why don't you sleep more?" He immediately switched to old father mode.

"I woke up and couldn't sleep. I just wanted to get up to find Hikigaya-kun, but then I saw you scolding him!" Minamoto no Raikou said unhappily.

Gen Taizo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hadn't even started to scold her yet. This girl was really... He sighed and said, "I know that Hikigaya-kun wants to destroy and then rebuild. Now they have Hachiman as their pillar and have enjoyed the taste of victory. But when Hikigaya-kun is gone, they will have to go through great hardships. Most people probably can't stand this humiliation and leave. But if someone can hold on, then my Genji Budokan will be truly revived. But, is this possible?"

Hachiman said, "I have already saved the fire, and think about it the other way around. As long as these guys can hold on, then aren't they the ones with the most actual combat experience in the entire Osaka Budokan?"