"Chisa clearly hit it just now! Why doesn't it count! Boss, aren't you cheating!"
"I already said, it only counts if it's knocked down, falls off the shelf! Don't make trouble here!"
"But..."
Blushing and preparing to rush over again unwillingly, Aina Yoshiwara, one of the few female generals in the Pab club, is weak internally, but her character externally is no longer as timid as when she first joined.
However, she clearly overlooked one point: whether it's Yuu or Iori, a verbal fight will generally escalate to a physical fight in the end.
The girl, who had never participated in a proper argument and was only leveling up by observing nearby, was clearly still naive and didn't understand the dangers of the world.
"Boss..."
"Enough! If you're not going to play anymore, hurry up and leave! Don't block my business!"
Showing an indifferent attitude and turning his back directly, the young owner of the doll-smashing booth had clearly run out of patience and didn't want to say more. When he waved his hand, his hoodlum friends next to him tacitly stood up, ready to chase people away.
Anyway, businesses at festivals are usually one-time deals. Tourists who have played once are ninety-nine percent unlikely to come again, so there's no need to worry about reputation or repeat customers.
"Miss, if you're not playing, please don't affect others. There are many people still waiting in line!"
"That's right, otherwise don't blame us for not showing any respect!"
"Ugh... how can they be like this..."
The enemies were measured to be close to 1.8 meters tall. Forget comparing them to Yuu, even Iori could easily crush them if he was willing to fight.
However, even though the enemies were weak, unfortunately, our side's combat power was equally lacking. Seeing the two large men walking towards her menacingly, Aina Yoshiwara's voice instantly dropped a few degrees.
No choice, if it was just her and Chisa, they would suffer enough just by being shoved twice.
"... Aina, let's go."
Raising her hand to shield Aina behind her, Chisa Kotegawa stared closely at the approaching street thugs, the alertness in her eyes overflowing.
It's not that she was afraid of these two pure scums, but arguing with people like them would only bring trouble even if she won.
As outsiders, it's inevitable to be taken advantage of by locals. Who would have thought this store would be so shady as to drive away customers? She'll just be more careful next time...
"Yo~ The young man looks like he wants to play!"
"It just so happens that our muscles are also very stiff from being tied up. How about we all exercise together?"
Just as Chisa Kotegawa was cautiously backing away, preparing to run, a solid chest bumped heavily against the back of her head.
Thinking the owner actually had reinforcements, the girl was instantly startled into a horrified expression for a second.
However, when a hand gently pressed her shoulder and pulled her behind him, the familiar voice instantly recharged her sense of security gauge to explosion.
"Kohei?"
"Aina is also okay, it doesn't look like they got physical..."
Seriously examining the dazed Aina from top to bottom, the swimsuit left the former's skin completely exposed. Kohei Imamura quickly gave an accurate answer with a thumbs-up.
"I see, then let's just disgust them to death!"
"No, no, no! It's better to hit them with a sap on their way home after work, no one will know..."
"I have a taser here~!"
"Yoshi! Well done, Yuu!"
Seeing the Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix of the Pab club and two familiar scums all smiling widely and distributing weapons, Aina Yoshiwara blushed and hid behind Chisa, sticking her head out to quietly complain.
"Do normal people really bring this kind of stuff when they go out to have fun..."
"What are you saying, Aina? Aren't these all very normal daily necessities?"
"Exactly, Aina, you've been sensitive for a long time..."
Shouldering a baseball bat embedded with countless steel nails, Miyazawa Yuu smiled easily, easing Aina's nervousness. It's just that this image makes him look exactly like a yakuza leaving the house for a fight.
"You, what are you trying to do! Using violence is illegal, don't you know!"
"Boss, what should we do? They have more people!"
Cold sweat instantly slid down their foreheads. As the saying goes, ghosts and gods fear the wicked. The two thugs didn't hesitate and succumbed to the scums' menacing power, scrambling and crawling back.
Regarding this, the young owner of the store moved his Adam's apple up and down, secretly cursing his subordinates for being incompetent. Forget them, even he was afraid of this stuff!
If those two girls had these valuable friends, they should have said so earlier! He would have even given the prize away directly, but now...
"I, I warn you not to mess around! I will really call the police!"
Terrified, but trying forcefully to appear calm.
He couldn't help it. Hoodlums are very regional. If others knew he couldn't even protect his own store, how could he continue to survive!
As for calling the police... you can only take that with a grain of salt. For hoodlums like them, if they call the police, the other party might be fine, but they would probably be locked up for ten days or so for fun first.
"Hoho~ Don't worry, don't be afraid. These are all just self-defense weapons. We absolutely won't use violence!"
"Who would believe that! Those four guys behind you are already emitting black smoke!"
"En... As you can see, this is an extremely normal phenomenon. It's definitely not a killing intent to murder someone and throw them into the sea in a gasoline barrel!"
"..."
Staring at the figures of Yamamoto and Nojima, who flashed away, immediately returned, but now held cement and gasoline barrels, the young store owner finally understood what a true badman was.
These guys must have murdered several people to cultivate such a strong killing intent!
"Alright, Aina, you said Chisa hit it. Did you record a video?"
"Yes! Because it was novel, the phone was on the whole time..."
Aina Yoshiwara hurriedly pulled out the recording from the phone she was tightly clutching, which was already sticky with hand sweat. Kohei Imamura didn't mind taking it, zoomed in, and spent five minutes scrutinizing the screen with his nose close to it.
"Without a doubt, the fact that the sandbag hit the sign is undeniable!"
"Yoshi! Just bury them directly!"
"Wait, Yamamoto, we're not yakuza. We need to give the other party a chance to argue."
Smiling kindly, Miyazawa Yuu walked up to the already trembling store owner, bent down, and asked him word by word with his black-and-white-reversed, bloodshot eyes: "That's the case. Do you have anything to say?"
"Cough, mmm... No matter how you ask, it's just one sentence: if the sign didn't fall, it wasn't hit!"
Griting his teeth and stubbornly resisting. If Miyazawa Yuna had come now, even without using her Liberation, her mere presence could have pressured the hoodlum owner into bowing down and yielding.
Unfortunately, Miyazawa Yuu does not possess that kind of gang-boss killing intent, but he hadn't intended to physically threaten him anyway, so it was no big deal.
"Oh! That's very reasonable. Little brother, you didn't tamper with the mechanism, did you?"
"No! Absolutely not! The video must have errors or something, and you misread it..."
If it were anyone else who dared to question his store as a shady business, the hoodlum boss would have hit them already. It's just that the imposing little giant in front of him made him completely lack this courage.
Hoodlums are like this. They adhere to bullying the weak and fearing the strong deep in their bones from beginning to end. The so-called Yakuza spirit is probably something from the Showa era.
"Ah, so that's it. It just so happens that, Boss, my hands are itching for a round..."
Taking five hundred yen out of his wallet, Miyazawa Yuu picked up the sandbag Aina had used and tossed it twice. Then, he kindly issued a death threat, "If we find any tampering~"
"Shine!!!"
"Kill!"
Pointing at the four bizarre-looking individuals remaining, Miyazawa Yuu patted the hoodlum boss's shoulder and consoled him, "Then they will be the ones to entertain you!"
"Yikes!"
"So scary!"
"Even if you're scared, don't say it out loud!"
Angrily scolding his subordinates who were useless and only making things worse, the hoodlum boss's wildly beating heart gradually slowed down a bit—it seemed this group of people was at least reasonable, so it should be fine.
It was true that his machine had issues, but as long as they didn't take it apart to look at the internal components, absolutely no one would dare to state it with certainty!
Although this muscle demon was terrifying, judging by his posture, he was going to use the sandbag to test it. In that case, even if he wrenched his arm off, the boss could still ensure the sign wouldn't fall.
"If you want to test it, go ahead. Our family has always been honest and fair!"
"Hiss... Boss, have you heard something..."
"Hmm? What?"
Slipping quietly next to the hoodlum boss, the street thug trembled as he explained, "It's the talk going around the neighborhood just now, saying that a black gorilla, comparable to a Transformer, came here, and the owners of many shops have been stolen by him!" .
"... It's fine! They are just regular shops!"
Watching Miyazawa Yuu stretching his muscles, his proud physique reflecting orange warm light under the colored lights, the hoodlum boss said this, but couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart.