Chapter 2227 – 2227. Gyeongseong 2033
I killed the organizer.
It was the final match, so I mixed acceleration and footwork. Human eyes have clear limitations, so it was easy to exploit blind spots and toy with him. He must have felt like I was teleporting. The spectators watching from a distance probably just saw me moving quickly.
‘I killed him in a fit of anger… Did I ruin the mission?’
What was the original plan again? Meet the contact I had secured beforehand, become a successful official participant in the fight club, and wait for the Japanese Imperial mainland broker to reach out?
But things went wrong. I was so annoyed that I killed him.
If I go down from the arena, the gangsters won’t leave me alone. Unlike my expectation that the organizer’s subordinates would attack since he was dead, they didn’t move. Instead, a round girl came up to the arena.
“M-Mr. Murakano Katsuna. Congratulations on your victory…!”
The curvy round girl looked at me with fear-filled eyes.
“Thanks.”
After dealing with a dark, hairy man, seeing a beautiful woman made me feel good. I also liked the round girl’s lavender scent. I reached out and touched her butt. The round girl, who was afraid of me, didn’t dare to push my hand away.
“I-I’ll guide you to the waiting room.”
“I won, so I’ll get the money, right?”
“We can’t pay you here… First, let’s go to the waiting room…”
The round girl said, sweating. I couldn’t not know her intention of taking me to the waiting room.
‘Did they set a trap in the waiting room?’
I’m tired, but I still have the energy to fight. I also have hacking skills. No matter what trap they prepared, I was confident I could get out.
“Guide me.”
“Yes. Please follow me.”
The round girl walked ahead. Whether she did it on purpose or not, she swayed her hips. Was she trying to seduce me to pounce on her?
‘Maybe it wasn’t a trap, but she meant to have sex in the waiting room.’
I was mesmerized, watching the round girl’s butt as I walked. The crowd cheered for me, but it wasn’t enough to grab my attention.
Click.
Inside the waiting room, instead of armed gangsters, there was a man in a suit. The round girl glanced around and went outside.
“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Murakano Katsuna.”
“Who are you? Are you here for a fight?”
When I raised my fist, he was terrified and stepped back.
“Oh, please calm down. I am a sponsor of the Hima Club. Since Ono, the organizer and owner of the club, is dead… I can say this club is mine.”
“Looks like you’re not here to fight.”
I plopped down on a chair in the waiting room. I could sense movement outside the waiting room. They were trained guys. It was clear they would rush in if necessary.
“What’s your business? I want my fight money.”
“Fight money. 30 million yen, you mean. Of course, I have it ready.”
He threw a bag at me. There was cash inside the bag.
“Mr. Murakano. My name is Kamura.”
“Okay, Kamura. Are you a Kazoku?”
“Yes. I am a Kazoku. I hold the title of Baron. How did you know I was a Kazoku?”
“I just had a feeling.”
I guessed.
If he was the organizer’s sponsor, he wouldn’t be an ordinary person.
“Haha. Is that so? I have a proposal for you, Mr. Murakano.”
“A Kazoku’s proposal. That’s interesting.”
“Mr. Murakano. Don’t you want to play in bigger waters? I was convinced after seeing your fighting skills. You belong in bigger waters.”
“I don’t understand if you say it like that. Tell me more specifically.”
“There will be a fighting competition held in the Imperial mainland. It’s a competition directly run by Kazoku, including myself, and it’s on a scale that can’t be compared to this fight club. Most of the audience are Kazoku. The prize money for winning a match is at least 100 million yen. The winner will receive a prize of over 1 billion yen, the status of an honorary imperial citizen, and a business in Japan with an annual revenue of 300 million yen.”
“1 billion yen? That’s tempting. But why are you holding a competition of that scale? What do the Kazoku lack?”
“There are many things we lack. As everyone knows, the Kazoku hold tight to money and power. But there aren’t many places to actually spend the money. Soccer or baseball? Those ball games are not stimulating enough. The Kazoku want something more superior, something more visceral.”
“Watching fights is fun, I guess. What are the rules of the competition?”
“No firearms. That’s it. Everything else is allowed. Katanas, knuckles, spears, and even bows and crossbows can be used.”
“It’s inevitable that someone will be killed.”
“We encourage killing. The more bodies, the more exciting the show will be. So, what do you say? Will you participate?”
Even though it was different from the original plan, it seemed like the mission would eventually succeed. I smiled and answered Kamura.
“I’ll participate. I can’t miss the chance to get 1 billion yen.”
“I knew you would say that. Here, take this ticket. In a week, take a passenger ship from Incheon Port to the Japanese Imperial mainland. Oh, and this is a gift.”
What he gave me as a gift was a document.
“What’s this?”
“These are documents related to the ownership of this club. Please sign them. I’ll take care of the minor details.”
“My name is fake, though.”
“Are you talking about your identity? This isn’t the Japanese Empire. A simple ID can be made in 5 minutes by contacting the Governor-General’s administration.”
“I’ll take it gratefully. But isn’t this a loss for you?”
“Oh. Don’t worry about me. I’ll get a dividend every time you win. If you even win the championship… Hehe. Just thinking about it is thrilling. Well, I’ll be on my way. I got information that there’s a Taekwondo master in China who’s very skilled. Although, I don’t think he’ll be as good as you. I’ll see you in Tokyo in a week.”
Kamura went outside. The presence of the people outside the waiting room also disappeared, following him.
‘Things worked out well.’
The club became mine.
I got up from my seat and went outside the waiting room. The round girl and the gangsters flinched. I waved the documents in front of their eyes.
“See this? From now on, I’m the boss here. If you mess with me, you’re dead. Round girl. Let’s go on a date.”
“B-Boss. I have a dog at home, so…”
“I’ll give you 200,000 yen for the date.”
The round girl’s eyes widened. The yen here was different from the value of the modern yen. It was worth 2-3 times more than the real yen.
“Shall I change my clothes?”
“No, let’s go in that outfit.”
For the next week. I would spend money like water and play with beautiful women.
• • •
The Righteous Army was carefully watching the movements of the hunting dog, Seong Yujin.
Seong Yujin was a mad dog. He was a real mad dog who acted as he pleased, even though he had a bomb collar around his neck.
If it weren’t for his immense personal combat power, he would have been disposed of long ago. As soon as he started his infiltration mission, he caused an accident. He beat up gangsters, barged into a fight club, and openly killed a man. Since they had sent an informant to the fight club, they watched Seong Yujin’s rampage in real-time.
All the Righteous Army members who were watching made the same judgment. The mission was ruined. The mad dog was finally causing a major accident.
However, things turned out well. A Kazoku in the VIP room directly scouted Seong Yujin.
Unlike the reckless process, the result was very good. It could only be said that he was lucky.
The Righteous Army wanted to contact Seong Yujin before he left for Japan, but it was impossible because of the guards Kamura had assigned. At best, they could only pass him a note as they brushed past him. It would be different if Seong Yujin himself actively tried to contact them, but… Seong Yujin had completely forgotten about the Righteous Army and was busy having fun.
“Is there still no contact from the hunting dog? I heard you secretly handed him a note with the contact method yesterday?”
Widow frowned and questioned the information officer. The officer shook his head with a troubled expression.
“I definitely handed it to him. The informant directly confirmed that the hunting dog read the note. The hunting dog is ignoring the contact. Maybe it’s because he knows about the guards.”
“So, where did that bastard go yesterday?”
“…He went to Hankujeong in Gyeongseong.”
Hankujeong was a famous gisaeng house. It was a place frequented by high-ranking officials from Korea and Japan.
“The day before yesterday?”
“…He went to a brothel in Gangnam.”
“Today?”
“He hasn’t moved from the hotel today. However… We confirmed that female celebrities went into the hunting dog’s room in the morning.”
“How did he call the celebrities? He doesn’t have the power or the money to do that?”
“It seems he asked Kamura.”
“Ha, that crazy bastard…”
Crunch.
Widow gritted her teeth. She knew that Seong Yujin was a womanizer. That’s why he raped her too. But he was doing this even though he had an important mission ahead of him? And for a whole week? Widow didn’t like Seong Yujin.
If he succeeded in the mission, shouldn’t he contact the Righteous Army, report, and receive the next orders? Not just play around like that.
She was angry for no reason, so she headed to the shower to cool her head. On the way, she met Sensor. Sensor had a gloomy face, unlike usual. Sensor was using his ability to watch Kim Dokrip.
“Widow. Kim Dokrip is a traitor. I’m sure of it. I confirmed that he was burying a note in the ground while pretending to take a walk. A hiker came and took it. I’ve already reported it to the commander.”
“……What did the commander say?”
“He told me to watch Kim Dokrip until all the traitors are found. He didn’t say anything else.”
Widow could somewhat guess the feelings of the Righteous Army commander, Heo Gangsu, who was also her grandfather. He must be very upset. Kim Dokrip was a talent that the Righteous Army commander Heo Gangsu had personally brought and raised.
“From what I see, the commander is going to set a trap in reverse. He’s probably going to abandon this headquarters. You should also prepare to leave.”
“It’s been over 10 years since I’ve been here… It’s a shame to leave. I’ll miss the infrastructure here.”
“Hmph. I want to leave right now. A place that’s been exposed to the enemy. I can’t even sleep comfortably.”
Sensor grumbled and left.
Widow thought as she headed to the shower. If Seong Yujin hadn’t left for the mission and had stayed at headquarters, how would he have acted?
‘He would have killed or tortured Kim Dokrip, wouldn’t he? The result would be…’
The result would obviously be bad. But why? On the one hand, she had a feeling that a good result might come out.
