That evening, Chuto Endo finished his training and was walking home alone.
To be honest, he didn't feel much about the word "go home".
As a matter of being in a juvenile detention center, the state will designate a relative as a guardian, and this relative will submit a report to the relevant management agency every month.
This report can be exchanged for the reward provided by the management agency.
That's why Endo's uncle and aunt let Endo live at home until now.
When Nakato Endo graduates from high school, his uncle's guardianship mission will end, and Nakato Endo will become a homeless wanderer.
No one thought he would become a criminal again and spend his life in prison.
Endo was walking slowly, and although he didn't want to admit it, returning to the place he called home would take his breath away.
But he had to go back. If his absence was reported in the report, maybe even the current degree of freedom would be deprived by the management agency.
He had to go back to that place that couldn't be called home at all, and endure the ridicule and blank stares from his uncle, aunt, and that little nephew.
But he couldn't beat these bastards, he could only let them attack him with words.
What about "Hurry up to turn eighteen and become a criminal again", what "the prison bed is probably much more comfortable than our home", what "if you want to rape a girl, don't dirty our house"...
Zhongren Endo made a serious plan to beat up his uncle's family when he graduated from high school, trying to limit the beatings to the level of ten years in prison.
Then run away for as long as you can.
Or join the yakuza and become a professional fighter.
To do this, he must comprehend the unity of mind and skill that he has seen before, and must realize that skill.
Only then can we become stronger.
Only by becoming strong can we survive in this world.
Endo has never seen a "gentle world", he never envied those who live in the sun, he only thinks the sun is dazzling and scorching, the most annoying existence in this world.
He likes night, his world is night, and there is deep darkness everywhere.
Suddenly, Nakato Endo stopped and looked at the two adults in trench coats who appeared in front of him.
He made a judgment based on experience: "I haven't participated in any activities recently, Interpol Sang, I'm afraid you will return empty-handed."
"We are not criminal police. Of course, we will pretend to be criminal police from time to time." One of the men in the windbreaker stepped forward and handed out his business card to Endo.
The man in Endo glanced at him and asked suspiciously: "Fan Ming Shanduan? A real estate owner? I don't remember that I own any real estate. That dilapidated house belongs to my uncle."
"In Japan, if your job is not easy to say clearly, and you need to travel around to meet people, then the best way is to be a real estate agent." Yamadan Fan Ming shrugged, "I mean, do you understand?"
Nakato Endo looked at the two of them again.
The light of the setting sun came from the left, illuminating half of Fan Ming's face in the mountain section, while the remaining half of his face echoed the darkening night.
"Say, what's the matter? I have to get home before the music starts, or my uncle will report to the authorities."
After Endo finished speaking, the loudspeaker in the district office in the distance began to play Dvořák's "To the New World".
Hearing this song, the children should go home.
In order to scare children, the adults in Kyoto often tell their children: after this song, ghosts and ghosts will come out to prey on disobedient wild children. If you don’t go home after hearing this song, you may never go home again.
Endo Nakato planned to bypass the two trench coat men: "I'm going home."
Shanduan Fan Ming took a step to the side, blocked Endo Nakato who was about to detour, and said, "We have already greeted your uncle. He had a big opinion at first, but after seeing the money we gave you, he said hello. Shut up."
Nakato Endo looked at the man in the windbreaker, but he didn't really want to go back to that home, so after two seconds, he gave up being a good boy and chose to stay in the coming night.
"Okay, let me hear what you want me to do."
"Let's find a family restaurant, you are hungry too, talk while eating."
Shan Duan Fan Ming started to walk while talking.
Zhongren Endo followed, while the man in the windbreaker who had been silent all this time walked last.
Endo was quite familiar with this kind of situation. When the detectives wanted to talk to him, they held him back and forth, for fear that he would do something.
When we arrived at the family restaurant, Shanduan Fan Ming casually ordered something to eat, and when the waiter left with the menu, he went straight to the point.
"We hope that you can break a person's hand with a foul at the National Kendo Conference."
"It's very simple," Endo said, "as long as you can arrange the schedule so that I can meet him."
"No, we won't arrange the schedule, but as long as you can keep winning, you should be able to meet him in the finals of the individual competition."
When Endo heard it, his expression brightened: "Is he so strong? What's his name?"
"Kiryu and Ma. This is his photo." Yamadan Fanming pushed the photo in front of Endo.
Nakato Endo picked up the photo, looked at it and shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't seen it, I never heard of anyone with this name when I was in Tokyo. It's unreasonable, if there is someone as talented as me I would at least have heard of his name."
"He just recently popped up suddenly, and he dismantled the Kanto United in the blink of an eye—you know the Kanto United?"
Endo Nakato was taken aback by Yamadan Fanming's sudden sentence: "He dismantled the Kanto United?"
"No, no, no, no," Shanduan Fanming hastily denied, "I just want to confirm whether you know the Kanto United. This Kiryu and Ma dismantled a three-generation organization under the Kanto United.
"Although it is not an organization of the Fighting Faction, it is the group with the fastest rising momentum and is about to be promoted to the second generation.
"Before that, he even fought a tie with the Jinshan Group, a well-known militant faction."
The people in Endo got excited visibly: "Only one person?"
"Just one person." Shan Duan Fan Ming nodded.
"Then Kiryu Kazuma must have realized the trick of integrating mind and skill. I want to have a real duel with him."
The rules of modern competitive kendo are like the ropes that bind a swordsman's hands and feet. Endo has never liked this set of rules.
"Then, I will leave it to you and your four companions."
"Guangshan and the others?"
"Yes, I will hire five of you and provide you with special bamboo knives. Depending on the situation, I may even do something on site to create opportunities for you. This is a deposit."
Shan Duan Fan Ming took out a brown paper envelope from the pocket of the windbreaker and put it on the table.
Nakato Endo accepted the envelope without even looking inside.
He doesn't care about the money.
He just wants to fight this Kiryu Kazuma to see who is better.
A swordsman needs to step over the corpses of his enemies to grow - these were the last words spoken by Nakato Endo's master before he died.
Therefore, he wants to step over the corpses of Kiryu and Ma to become a stronger swordsman.
**
After finishing the meeting, Shan Duan Fan Ming and Shi Zi Shan Hideki returned to the car, both heaving a sigh of relief.
"I don't know if we don't meet," Shi Zishan Hideki lit a cigarette for himself, "You have found a scourge, I think he will kill you."
"Isn't this just right? When this kind of person is interrogated, he will say, 'Yes, I'm going to kill Kiryu and Ma'. Prosecutors like this kind of thing the most. After all, as long as the prisoner confesses the crime himself, he can be convicted 100% .”
Shan Duan Fan Ming shook his head: "I can't understand the thinking of these martial arts lunatics. I can't at all."
"So, you gave up pursuing martial arts because you couldn't understand?"
"No, I decided to give up martial arts after seeing the power of shotguns. At best, martial arts can only deal with pistols, and there is no chance of winning against long guns. The Americans have long discovered that the Chicago typewriter is the ultimate form of martial arts .”
Shi Zishan Hideki nodded: "It makes sense. But, do you really plan to create opportunities for them during the national competition?"
"Depends on the situation, if they are only a little short of getting Kiryu and Ma, I don't mind setting up a fire alarm or something to cause chaos. This, I am good at."
"It sounds like the client of this entrustment paid a lot." Shi Zishan Hideki glanced at Duan Fanming, "I want to sit with you and raise the price. I have to pay the driver's money for the past two days. Double it."
To Shizishan Hideki's joke, Shanduan Fanming just smiled and didn't respond.
Shi Zishan Hideki continued: "Who did Kiryu and Ma provoke, and asked him to spend such a large amount of money to hire you."
"He... robbed the fiancee of the MP's son."
"Damn it." Shi Zishan Hideki laughed loudly, "That would have to kill him."