Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 664: The Legend of a Single Person Dismantling a Group

"…Denen Dojo, Shinogaoka Kendo Association, Sanshin Kenyoukai, Meiji Kenshinkai, Nokata Police Station Shonen Kendo, Ikebukuro Kenshikai, Genryukan, Kita-ku Kendo Federation… Almost all the famous dojos in Tokyo have sent representatives here, so it's going to be quite lively here."

After Nakahashi finished his explanation, An Teng Qianzhen immediately excitedly introduced the people gathered in the dojo to the two of them.

Nakahashi, who was eager to join in the fun, backed off after hearing this. With so many dojos gathered together, if a conflict broke out, he, who was just a nominal member of Beichen Ittoryu, would probably get beaten up. You have to know that what An Teng Senior said now was just the name of the dojo. There are many kendo masters in Japan who are not from kendo halls, but are teachers in many schools or join companies like him, not to mention many who have joined the police system.

"Let's go! Let's go in and see it for ourselves! There hasn't been a grand scene like today's in the kendo world in many years!" An Teng said.

"This……"

Nakahashi was hesitant and had an intention, but his colleague next to him had never expected to be beaten, and just asked reservedly whether it would cause trouble for An Teng.

"It doesn't matter. There are probably hundreds of people in the dojo right now. Who can tell who you two are? Let's go!"

An Teng said casually, then knocked on the door of the dojo and walked in with the two of them.

"An Teng, you are so slow."

As soon as they entered the main hall of the dojo, which is the main dojo, a man walked towards An Teng and his companions.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xingzi."

An Tenghan smiled and quickly handed over the two large bags of drinks in his hand, explaining that he was delayed because he met two friends. Zhongqiao and his colleagues also quickly bowed to apologize.

The Xingzi who came over to take the drink stared at Zhongqiao and the other man, and did not blame An Teng anymore, but instead gave him a warning:

"There are many important people coming to the dojo today, so try not to wander around. Even the deputy editor-in-chief of the Kendo League's "Sword Window" magazine is here. You don't want to embarrass yourself by appearing in next month's magazine, do you? If something goes wrong, Senior Brother will beat you to death."

While speaking, Xingzi also gestured towards the dojo with his eyes.

An Teng, Zhongqiao and the other two followed his gaze and looked around the arena, and suddenly they felt their bodies stiffen.

Three cameras were placed in the three corners of the dojo. The only place without cameras was occupied by several old men in various clothes. Needless to say, they were the so-called big shots. But what frightened Zhongqiao and the others was the "big brother" who happened to look over here.

Even when sitting cross-legged on the ground, he was almost as tall as an average person, and there seemed to be an unfriendly aura lingering around him at all times, making him look a little gloomy, but combined with his extremely violent physique, that aura turned into brutality.

Hey, hey, I didn’t know there was a serial killer here before I came in!

Zhongqiao's colleague now regretted coming to join in the fun. He felt that the strong man who was as strong as an iron tower was ready to crush him to death with his eyelids at any time.

"Alas, the eldest brother is getting impatient and has finished his water a long time ago. I have to go over there. An Teng, come over quickly after you settle your friends. Maybe it will be your turn to play later."

Xingzi gave one last reminder and hurriedly walked towards the sturdy man with two large bags of drinks.

"call--"

Zhongqiao's colleague took a long breath and asked in a low voice:

"Hey, Nakahashi, what's up with that scary-looking guy?"

There was no need for explanation. Nakahashi instantly understood who his colleague was asking about, so he also explained in a low voice:

"That's the eldest brother of the dojo, Daidoji Masashi. He's a criminal officer, so he looks a bit fierce, but he's actually very easy to get along with..."

Looks a bit fierce?! Are you sure he's not some murderer on the run?!

The colleague looked at Daidoji Masashi in disbelief, his eyes switching back and forth between the huge scar that ran across his entire cheek and his colleague. It was definitely a wound caused by a knife!

"……I guess so……"

Nakahashi himself is a little unsure. For ordinary Japanese people, as long as they have never had a conflict with someone, they can basically praise them by saying "Actually, they are easy to get along with."

Nonsense, how can we not get along well? The most comfortable way to get along is to never have any contact with each other. Naturally, there will be no unhappiness if we have nothing to do with each other. With Zhongqiao's status in the dojo, he doesn't even have the turn to run errands. He has never been bullied by the high-ranking senior brother for no reason, so he naturally thinks that he is easy to get along with. This is the tragedy of the lower-ranking or ordinary people. Just not being bullied by the other party is enough to be grateful.

"Criminal officer..."

Is he a specialist in executions? My colleague wondered as he followed An Teng to find a corner along the edge and sat down.

The so-called criminal officers are prison guards, although they are under the Ministry of Justice rather than the National Police Agency. To become a prison guard in Japan is quite simple and crude. You only need to graduate from high school to take the exam. The only restriction is age. The exam difficulty is much lower than that of other civil servants, and is basically the same as the high school exam. The only questionable thing is that there is a "martial arts" exam. Kendo or judo, as long as you are strong enough, you can become a prison guard.

In other words, people like Onitsuka Eikichi and Hata Goro who are not very smart but good at fighting can become a prison officer directly after graduating from high school. Well, a gorgeous transformation from a bad boy to a prison guard. If you are assigned to a correctional facility such as a juvenile detention center, you may even meet your friends from your bad days.

Excluding idiots like Onitsuka who only want to teach 17-year-old high school girls, for kendo enthusiasts like Hatagoro who only think about kendo and "Brother, you smell good", becoming a prison officer is a pretty good path. Because one of the daily tasks requires prison officers to practice kendo in the dojo set up in the detention center. For swordsmen, it is equivalent to changing the place for practicing kendo from school to prison, and there is also a salary to be earned. After participating in various kendo competitions as a prison officer and winning awards, you can also be favored by your superiors, and promotion and salary increase are not a problem. It can be said that you are very happy.

In the path that Hojo Kyosuke envisioned for his subordinates, the role of a criminal officer occupied a large part. There were many smart students in Dongcheng High School, the base of the Rampage Angels. Those people could easily get into a prestigious school and then pass the normal civil service exam to enter the police system or the government. As for those who were not smart and only liked kendo, like Hatagoro, they were all sent to be criminal officers.

Train a group of lawyers to realize the one-stop service from crime-arrest-trial-imprisonment...

...No! He had no intention of leading his subordinates down a path of crime. He was just considering their qualifications!

Now sitting down, Nakahashi held the drink given to him by senior An Teng as a token of friendship, and whispered to his colleagues about the people in the dojo.

"The scar on Brother Daidoji's face was left when he was on duty. It is said that at that time, he was surrounded by thirty knife-wielding criminals, but Brother Daidoji..."

"Where did thirty of them come from? Do you think Daidoji is a superman? There are only twenty of them! Daidoji can't handle thirty of them even with his bare hands!"

A voice suddenly interrupted Nakahashi's words. He turned around and saw a stranger in a kendo uniform. He immediately opened his mouth to refute:

"How do you know how powerful Senior Brother Da Dao Temple is? There are definitely thirty of them! The scar on Senior Brother's face is proof!"

"No, no, no, it can't be thirty, it must be twenty. Senior Brother Yamazaki Xun from our dojo was there at the time, and he saw it with his own eyes."

The man also argued without hesitation.

"I remember there were fifteen. It was reported in the newspaper at the time." Another person joined in.

……

Zhongqiao's colleague who still doesn't have a name listened to the argument silently, and couldn't help but want to spit out a hundred fucks in his heart.

Whether it’s thirty, twenty, or even fifteen, it’s all too exaggerated, you guys, are you really talking about human beings?

So he silently took out his mobile phone and typed "Criminal officer Daidoji Masashi, scar on face" into the Google search box, and sure enough, he saw the report that the man mentioned.

Not fifteen, not twenty, not thirty, but five.

The report was very detailed. During a prison riot, Daidoji Masaji faced five criminals who had snatched weapons from the prison guards. He subdued the five of them despite being seriously injured, for which he was promoted and commended.

"..."

My colleague silently glanced at Zhongqiao who was arguing, and then looked at the people from other dojos. He just felt that these people had practiced sword skills so much that they had become stupid. How could anyone be able to deal with more than ten people holding cold weapons by himself?

The debate between Nakahashi and the others instantly attracted the attention of a bunch of people around them. After all, the protagonist of the discussion was the leader of Beichen Ittoryu, who had won the All Neon Kendo Championship. The person who sat on the edge was naturally not a big shot. While arguing, everyone brought up the powerful people in their own dojo.

This person said that his senior brother Chiba Kenichi had won the police kendo tournament and would strive for the national championship this year. That person said that his senior brother had been promoted to the rank of police superintendent, and no matter how powerful your senior brother was, you had to bow to his senior brother. Another person came and said that his senior brother had returned home to inherit the family business and donated a dojo as big as the Imperial Palace to their dojo, saying that even if your senior brother was a police superintendent, he would still have to work in my senior brother's company after "coming down to earth".

Nakahashi's colleagues were stunned by the nonsense. At the same time, they also understood why Nakahashi, who had similar education and ability to themselves, was promoted two years earlier than themselves. It turned out that a deputy director in their company was the director of the kendo club when Nakahashi was in high school.

This……

His colleagues were shocked. How could these guys who swung swords and sweated profusely every day have such strong interpersonal relationships? Even if it was just a few minutes of conversation, and the talk was still so childish and boastful, he had heard no less than ten well-known people in the political and business circles, of course the most were policemen and teachers.

If I also come to practice sword, my child won't have to work so hard to find connections when he goes to high school, right? If my senior brother is better than Zhongqiao, I can get promoted faster than him, right?

Zhongqiao’s colleagues couldn’t help but think.

As he was daydreaming, he found that the quarreling around him suddenly stopped. He immediately came out of his fantasy and said:

"I absolutely believe what Nakahashi said, it must be thirty people!"

But after he said this, he did not see the expected reaction on everyone's faces.

The first person who stood up to refute Zhongqiao whispered:

"Eh...so what if there are thirty people? Have you ever heard of the legend of a single person dismantling a group?"

"Legend? Single-person dismantling?"

The colleague asked back in confusion.

"Well, the legend is dennsetu."

"Hojo Kyousuke."

A young-looking man smiled and spoke to his colleagues. The strange thing was that although this man was wearing a prison officer's uniform, his face looked very young. However, when he spoke, the people around him lowered their heads.

The colleague's IQ was not low. Combining the previous behavior of Zhongqiao and others showing off their eldest brother, he immediately guessed the reason why this man was respected by everyone despite his young age. It must be that his eldest brother was much better than the others, so he asked back:

"Kyosuke Hojo?"

"Well, the only reason why everyone is gathered here today is because of my boss, Hojo Kyousuke."

The person who was speaking was named Michitaka Kanhara, a veteran who founded the Rage Angels together with Kyosuke Maki. Unlike others who went to college, he chose to become a criminal officer and continue to improve his kendo.

As he spoke, he straightened his back and looked around. Everyone he saw lowered their heads, so his tone became even more arrogant:

"Hojo-kun has three clearly recorded battles, two of which were against bad groups with a total of more than 100 people, and one was against a registered organized crime group. In all three battles, he faced the entire enemy alone! And all of them were fought for justice!"

Guan Yuandaogao, a former delinquent and current criminal officer, said this with great enthusiasm.

Nakahashi's colleagues were almost dumbfounded when they heard this. They were splitting up by themselves, and they were not fighting against the old-age sunset red clubs with only one or two elderly people whose tattoos had turned into wrinkles, but those brainless young and strong men. Isn't this more outrageous than that Daidoji Shoji fighting thirty people alone?

He was about to retort, but after looking at the expressions of his colleagues and others, he immediately realized that what this person said might be true. Otherwise, how could everyone be quiet?

The colleague quickly opened his mobile phone and searched for Hojo Kyosuke just like he had searched for Daidoji Masashi before, but as soon as he entered the name and saw the four Chinese characters, he suddenly remembered.

That's not right. Isn't Mr. Hojo a mystery novelist? Why did he go and kill people?

Yes, he has also read Hojo Kyosuke's novels. With the current sales of Hojo Kyosuke's novels, throwing a brick in Ueno Park can knock down at least two people who have read his novels.

When my colleague saw the search results, he was dumbfounded.

Why is my Hojo teacher like this?

Could it be that when he got tired of writing, he would go out and kill two people to relax? (End of this chapter)