Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

"Hey! You fucking..." Koji Nakamura subconsciously wanted to get angry, but when he met those amber eyes, an inexplicable chill suddenly ran up his spine.

Those eyes were too calm.

The look in her eyes was so calm that it didn't seem like what a high school girl should have.

"Wait..." Koji Nakamura suddenly realized something was wrong.

A high school girl came here alone?

Still carrying the bad girl who was knocked unconscious?

Most importantly, what was her reason for coming here?

She beat up her girlfriend and still dared to come to her house. Wasn't she afraid of death? Or was she crazy?

These questions flashed through his mind quickly, making his expression extremely complicated: anger, confusion, and vigilance.

"Are you Koji Nakamura?" the girl asked, tilting her head.

Nakamura Koji frowned when he heard this and was about to speak.

In the next moment!

The fluorescent tube above her head suddenly exploded, and the girl's figure disappeared on the spot.

Before the flying glass shards hit the ground, her knee had already hit him hard in the ribs.

He heard the sound of his back teeth snapping, and a fishy-sweet liquid poured into his trachea from his nasal cavity.

- Om!

All this happened so fast that Nakamura Koji was a little confused.

As he stumbled and tried to retreat, the girl's patent leather loafers stepped on the front of his shoes accurately.

The moment her body lost balance and leaned forward, she turned around and hit him in the temple with her elbow. Nakamura Koji's vision began to shake, and he could barely catch a glimpse of the cold light of the dagger the girl pulled out from under her skirt.

"Wait..."

As soon as his palm touched the switchblade on his waist, his wrist bone was crushed to the ground by the leather shoe.

The tip of the dagger gently pressed against his carotid artery, and the cold touch instantly cleared his dazed head.

The sharp blade was only a centimeter away from his skin, and even a slight pressure could cut a blood vessel. Nakamura Koji could even feel his pulse beating through the blade.

The younger brothers around him stood there, too shocked to speak.

Someone's cigarette butt fell from their mouth, and someone else's beer can clattered to the ground with a harsh echo. The air seemed to freeze, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be clearly heard in the bar.

Also confused was Miss Toyokawa Shoko in Kujo Renji's body.

Toyokawa Shoko felt her spirit drifting, her mind blank. She watched helplessly as Kujo Renji's body performed this series of flowing movements, and fear surged like a tide. She began to imagine all sorts of terrible consequences:

Will the other party's accomplice suddenly pull out a gun? Will they call more people? What if someone is actually injured? This is a crime!

Countless thoughts were summarized into one sentence.

——Is this your fucking friendly communication? ! !

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PS: The update is a little late, but it is finally out.

The two chapters posted today have a total of 7,000 words, which counts as three and a half chapters?

Chapter 33 You Can Call Me Toyokawa Shoko

Neon lights cast mottled shadows on the glass windows, and the turbid air in the bar was filled with the smell of tobacco and cheap perfume.

Kujo Renji sat in the booth, as if the current situation was not that she had kidnapped someone else's boss in the underworld territory, but that she was just having fun in a bar.

She held the dagger in her left hand against Nakamura Koji's carotid artery, the blade rising and falling gently with his breathing.

Nakamura Koji's forehead was covered in sweat, but he was still trying to remain calm. He grinned uncomfortably:

"Little sister, do you know whose territory this is?"

"Yeah. I know."

Kujo Renji answered nonchalantly, his right hand gently stroking Nakamura Koji's fingers. "It's one of the Yamaguchi-gumi's subgroups in Shibuya, and the person in charge is Team Leader Nakamura."

She said it as if she were discussing the weather. “That’s you, right?”

"Now that you know..."

A hint of cruelty flashed in Nakamura Koji's eyes, and he lowered his voice:

"Then you should understand the consequences of touching me here."

To be honest, after being in the underworld for so long, Koji Nakamura is very clear about which people in the underworld can be provoked and which people cannot be provoked.

He has always been known for his caution, which is one of the reasons why Yamamoto Ryuichi put him in charge of this place.

But now, he was a little unsure - the girl in front of him was a little too evil.

After gritting his teeth, he decided to use the usual method he used when meeting other people.

First coercion, then inducement.

"I'll give you a chance. Let me go now and I can pretend nothing happened."

"is it?"

Jiujo Renji raised his eyes, a hint of amusement flashing in his amber pupils: "So what do you think will happen if I slit your throat now?"

"you!"

Just as Nakamura Koji was about to explode, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck and a drop of blood slid down the blade.

"I advise you to be careful..." Kujo Renji's voice remained calm: "The human carotid artery is very fragile, it only takes a little bit of force..." As she spoke, she suddenly exerted force with her right hand.

Click.

Nakamura Koji's pinky finger bent at an unnatural angle, and the sharp pain made him gasp. Before he could react, there was another crisp sound.

Click.

The ring finger is also deformed.

"Ah..." Nakamura Koji bit his lips hard to prevent himself from screaming. Cold sweat slid down his cheeks and wet the collar of his shirt.

Kujo Renji's movements were fierce and precise. The joint of her middle finger twisted slowly in her hand, bringing a suffocating feeling of oppression.

"Etc., etc!"

Nakamura Koji finally broke down:

"We can talk it over! We can talk it over!"

Kujo Renji released his middle finger, but the blade remained pressed against his neck, signaling him to continue speaking.

Nakamura Koji took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. A seasoned criminal with over a decade of experience, he knew exactly when to give in. The most important thing now was to save his life; the rest could come later.

"Girl, you're amazing. I don't know what the grudge is between us..." He lowered his stance and spoke in a sincere tone, "But no matter what you ask for, we can discuss it. Money? Land? Or..."

At this moment, a gangster in a flowered shirt suddenly jumped out from behind the booth, holding a switchblade in his hand.

He had obviously been waiting for this opportunity to launch a surprise attack while the boss was negotiating.

However, Kujo Renji seemed to have anticipated this. Without even turning her head, she kicked back with her right foot, accurately hitting the opponent's knee.

The moment the thug lost his balance, she let go of Nakamura Koji's fingers and grabbed him by the collar. Using inertia, she threw him onto the table, sending the wine bottle tumbling to the floor.

The gangster wanted to struggle, but Jiujo Renji grabbed a bottle of wine and smashed it at him.

The other person rolled his eyes and fell down limply.

The whole process took less than three seconds, it was so clean and neat that it was frightening, and from beginning to end, Kujo Renji's other hand was holding a knife against Nakamura's neck.

Koji Nakamura looked at his men lying on the ground, and his Adam's apple rolled.

How can this be an ordinary high school girl?

Even the assassins employed by the Yamaguchi-gumi don't have such good skills and reflexes, right?!

But before long, the thought came to his mind, Kujo Renji stabbed Nakamura's other hand with the half-broken wine bottle.

Blood splattered everywhere and Nakamura groaned.

"I suggest you better take care of the others, otherwise it won't be your hands next time."

Nakamura Koji nodded stiffly.

He realized that there was no emotion in those amber eyes, as if he was looking at a corpse.

The atmosphere in the bar was suffocatingly solemn. An old jukebox in the corner was playing outdated jazz music, and the whimpering sound of the saxophone seemed particularly eerie in the smoke.

The other brothers did not dare to act rashly and could only watch their boss being subdued by a high school girl.

And inside Kujo Renji's body, Toyokawa Shoko had already collapsed and become numb.

She watched her body perform this series of horrifying actions, feeling as if the stimulation was too much and she was numb.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Toyokawa Shoko felt like she was watching a movie... After the initial tears that kept coming out, she now felt a little excited.

——Have I been played badly?

The feeling of dislocated bones when breaking someone's fingers, the feeling of the carotid artery throbbing under the blade, even the slight whimper in the throat of the gangster when he was knocked unconscious, everything was so clear that it was... exciting.

I ignored what Toyokawa Shoko was thinking inside my body.

Renji Kujo's slender fingers brushed across Koji Nakamura's suit pocket, his movements as elegant as if he was selecting a delicate work of art.

She took out the blood-stained cell phone and waved it in front of Koji Nakamura.

"Call Yamamoto Ryuichi." Her voice remained calm, as if she were ordering a cup of coffee. "Have him come here."

Nakamura Koji's pupils shrank slightly. Yamamoto Ryuichi was the leader of the Nakamura Group and one of the leaders of the entire Shibuya District. This request implied that the other party was fully aware of the Yamaguchi-gumi's structure, even down to the relationships between the personnel.

"you......"

Before he could finish his words, Kujo Renji had already grabbed his injured hand and forced him to unlock his phone with his bloody fingers.

At the moment of fingerprint recognition, Koji Nakamura took a deep breath, and the severe pain caused by the broken glass moving in the wound made cold sweat break out on his forehead.

"Don't play tricks."

Jiujo Renji gently scratched his Adam's apple with the tip of the knife:

"You know what to say."

Finally, my heart was filled with a mixture of fear, tension, and even relief.

The other party is not seeking revenge, which means that he is not in any danger for the time being.

But the other party mentioned Yamamoto Ryuichi's name...

Is this a struggle among the upper echelons of the Yamaguchi-gumi?

Koji Nakamura looked at the address book and turned to the column for "Brother Yamamoto". Blood left a blurry mark on the screen.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound normal.

The tone of the phone being connected sounded particularly harsh in the silent air.

"Hello, Koji?" Yamamoto Ryuichi's deep voice came from the receiver.

"Brother Yamamoto..." Nakamura Koji paused, feeling the blade on his neck getting closer. "Could you please come to Black Hole? I have something...important to discuss."

"Now?" Yamamoto Ryuichi's tone was a little doubtful.

"Yes, now." Nakamura Koji looked into Kujo Renji's calm amber eyes and changed his words: "It's very troublesome... very important."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

"Okay, I'll be there in twenty minutes."

.........

Ryuichi Yamamoto sat in the car with a frown on his face.

The call on his cell phone made him feel a little uneasy.

Koji Nakamura was his confidant who he promoted. He was a cautious person and would never ask him to show up in person for no reason.

Furthermore, Nakamura's tone on the phone was off. He sounded calm on the surface, but the suppressed tension couldn't fool a seasoned veteran like him.