All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends-Chapter 184 - : Hayasaka Is Really Worried About You

Chapter 184: Hayasaka Is Really Worried About You

Nitta Yoshifumi.

A young officer of the Yamaguchi-gumi, a yakuza organization in Japan.

Life motto: a man who craves blood, violence, and money.

He has a scar on his left eyebrow but isn't the type to rely on fists—he's more of an intellectual.

The scar on his head came from his time as an underling for Naito Tatsuhiko. He didn't manage to light a cigarette for him in time and got hit on the head with an ashtray.

His hobbies include collecting antiques and occasionally participating in auctions.

His father passed away, leaving behind his mother and younger sister, Nitta Mika, who live in the countryside.

As a young officer, Nitta Yoshifumi rarely takes direct action in violent incidents.

But recently, the gang has been short on manpower.

So, Nitta Yoshifumi had to step into the frontlines twice.

The last time, the mission was to kidnap a rich heiress.

For the yakuza, this was as easy as flipping a hand.

But for Nitta Yoshifumi to personally carry out the kidnapping was a foolish act.

If he had the time to investigate the target's identity and schedule,

he could have made more money by studying the stock market instead.

Moreover, kidnapping was inherently too risky a business.

But since it was an order from the gang, Nitta Yoshifumi had no right to refuse.

And just as he had an ominous feeling—

During the kidnapping, he ran into a monster.

A being that looked human.

But could nonchalantly take on over a dozen seasoned gangsters.

That monster was like a cursed chef, treating everything around him as mere ingredients for his cooking.

He could even tear a two-meter-tall muscle-bound thug into a "pile of shredded meat" that didn't even reach his knees.

Nitta Yoshifumi thought that, in the face of such a monster,

running away couldn't possibly be called cowardice.

So, he ran.

Later, he was punished by his superiors.

But compared to his comrades, who had been torn apart into pools of blood,

to Nitta Yoshifumi, that so-called punishment felt completely insignificant.

His judgment had been entirely correct.

And yet, less than two months later, his superiors assigned him another mission.

Another kidnapping.

But this time, the target was just an ordinary child.

Nitta Yoshifumi was speechless.

He wondered if the boss had gone stupid.

Kidnapping a little girl from a regular family—where was the money in that?

He still had PTSD from the last kidnapping attempt.

Nitta Yoshifumi even considered—

Should he injure himself? Break a bone or something?

Just to get out of this job.

But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Thinking it through, that monster must have been a professional bodyguard for the rich heiress.

Like the kind of character you'd find in a seinen manga.

Orphans abandoned on a secluded island,

trained by professional assassins in every killing technique imaginable,

and ultimately, in their final graduation exam,

they had to slaughter their closest comrades to pass.

Hmm... That actually sounds more like Naruto than a seinen manga. Umu.

This time, it was just kidnapping a little girl from an ordinary family.

There was no way he would run into—

...

On the streets.

For a moment, all three sides were stunned.

Shinomiya Kaguya frowned.

The last attack, at least, had some clues to follow.

After all, she had attended a dinner party that night and even stayed out overnight.

No matter how well the Shinomiya family safeguarded information, with so many people around, leaks were inevitable.

But this time, in order to carry out the plan with Yukima Azuma,

she had only brought a trusted driver and a few bodyguards.

The location was even a Shinomiya Group-owned business.

And yet, she was still ambushed.

Shinomiya Kaguya couldn't help but suspect—was someone within the Shinomiya family trying to take her life?

Her three older brothers were not easy opponents.

As for Yukima Azuma,

when he saw those familiar faces, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

Was this yakuza gang really that bold?

Daring to go after the Shinomiya heiress twice in a row.

Did they not fear that the entire gang would be erased by the Shinomiya conglomerate?

He turned to glance at Shinomiya Kaguya.

Then, helplessly shook his head.

If it had been one of the three sons of the Shinomiya family,

even a single ambush would have been enough for Yamaguchi-gumi to be wiped off the map.

After all, in the eyes of most members of the Shinomiya family,

Shinomiya Kaguya was nothing more than a nobody.

Just a tool that would eventually be used for some exchange—was she even worth the trouble of causing a major conflict?

Yukima Azuma shook his head.

He pushed aside these irrelevant thoughts.

Since they had already run into each other, he might as well take care of it.

Consider it a small favor in return for the conveniences he had enjoyed from the Shinomiya family.

"Hey, hey!"

Yukima Azuma called out to the yakuza, his voice carrying the same kind of provocation as a low-level thug.

And yet, among those large, muscular yakuza—

a full third of them instinctively stepped back in fear from that completely non-threatening call.

"Brother Nitta, why did you step back?"

"Yeah, Brother Nitta, why are your legs shaking?"

"The legendary 'Shibuya Dragon'—could it be that he's scared stiff by some high school brat?"

Seeing their leader retreat,

the low-ranking Yamaguchi-gumi underlings were all dumbfounded.

They had never seen Yukima Azuma before.

At this moment, Nitta Yoshifumi's face had gone pale.

Forget about the fact that his so-called title of 'Shibuya Dragon' was nothing more than a bluff based on the scar on his head.

Even if he really was the 'Shibuya Dragon'—

against this guy, he wouldn't even have a chance to make a move before his "dragon tendons" were ripped out.

"You idiots don't get it! That guy is a super-assassin trained by a financial conglomerate!"

"We're executing a strategic retreat! Preserving our forces! That way, we can remain loyal to the organization, got it?!"

While desperately making up excuses, Nitta Yoshifumi retreated behind his underlings.

His behavior immediately made a few yakuza—who usually just stood guard at their turf—look down on him.

A leader this cowardly?

Getting scared by some high school kid?

This Yamaguchi-gumi was done for. That officer position—might as well be mine.

Quite a few people started having such thoughts.

"Super-assassin? Brother Nitta, did you hit your head or something?"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back and voiced their doubts.

"Can't you all feel this terrifying killing intent?! This is real killing intent!"

"This isn't like the petty tricks we use—this is the true horror that has crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

Nitta Yoshifumi trembled.

He realized that the monster was staring right at him.

The overwhelming pressure from last time was crashing down on him again.

But this time, Yukima Azuma hadn't even activated his shogi technique.

That so-called killing intent—

was nothing more than Nitta Yoshifumi's own PTSD.

"What the hell are you babbling about? I'm going in—let's see what happens!"

A thug wielding a cleaver shouted loudly and charged straight at Yukima Azuma.

Seeing that foolish brat rush forward,

Nitta Yoshifumi silently took out his phone and opened the camera to record.

This time, he had to capture the entire process of that monster making his move.

Then throw it straight into the boss's face.

Is a yakuza's life not a life, huh!?

Seeing the thug with the cleaver charging in,

Yukima Azuma suddenly remembered—since his shogi skill had reached level 9,

he had never actually tested the effect of fully activating Aura.

Although he had a rough estimate in his mind,

it wouldn't hurt to practice a little.

And so—

Yukima Azuma raised his fingers, mimicking the motion of holding a shogi piece.

The moment his opponent raised the cleaver and closed in—

Checkmate.

The thug charging toward Yukima Azuma suddenly slumped.

At the same time, his eyes rolled back, whites fully exposed, and foam formed at his mouth.

In just a blink, he lost consciousness.

His body, driven by momentum, continued to collapse forward, falling straight toward Yukima Azuma.

Yukima Azuma smoothly followed up with a punch and executed a shoulder throw.

Effortlessly, he laid his opponent on the ground.

If one didn't observe closely, it would be hard to notice any flaws in the sequence.

At most, it simply looked like Yukima Azuma was exceptionally skilled in martial arts.

Seeing Yukima Azuma effortlessly take down an armed thug with his bare hands,

the yakuza who had been doubtful just moments ago all took a collective step back.

Being good at fighting wasn't scary.

But having someone constantly whispering ominous things behind your back? That was terrifying.

Earlier, they had heard Nitta rambling about a super assassin and terrifying killing intent.

Now, they had witnessed firsthand how their comrade was subdued as easily as flipping a hand.

Though nothing overtly supernatural had happened,

every single one of them felt a chill down their spine.

"Nani!??"

"Boss Nitta, what do we do now... Nani, where did he go!?"

"Shit, Brother Nitta ran away!"

"Then what the hell are we standing around for!? Run!!"

The gangsters turned their heads, only to catch a glimpse of their boss's car lights fading into the distance.

Watching their leader use the secret technique of the Joestar family,

they immediately scattered like startled birds, each fleeing in a different direction.

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Seeing the thugs flee in utter chaos, Yukima Azuma couldn't help but click his tongue.

Running away so soon?

Last time, they showed at least a little more guts.

Just then, Shinomiya Kaguya and Hayasaka Ai arrived, accompanied by the Shinomiya family's bodyguards.

"Are you okay?"

Hayasaka Ai quickly walked over, grabbing Yukima Azuma's hand and checking him from head to toe.

From her vantage point behind him, she had seen him facing off against an armed thug in direct combat—a situation that looked extremely dangerous.

Even though she knew Yukima Azuma possessed terrifying martial skills, capable of taking on an entire gang alone,

Hayasaka Ai still couldn't help but worry.

Of course, the reason for her concern—

was because she cared, which made her anxious.

Being pulled close and checked over by Hayasaka Ai, Yukima Azuma couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

After confirming that he was unharmed, Hayasaka Ai let out a breath of relief.

She lifted her head, only to be met with Yukima Azuma's smiling gaze.

For a brief moment, a deep blush spread across her cheeks.

Even she hadn't expected herself to act so impulsively and show such obvious concern.

"Even though you abandoned me, I still can't stop worrying about you..."

Fortunately, for now, she was still maintaining the persona of "Hasaka."

Even though both of them knew the truth, at least there was still a thin layer of pretense to keep things somewhat concealed.

(note: This Chapter feels like I shouldn't have added emojis)

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