Into the Creations 372

## Chapter 372 – 372. Fighting Dog

I stopped the car and got out on the outskirts of Tokyo, Japan.

I looked around.

Six thousand members of the Cheonmyeong Society yakuza had me surrounded. They were all armed with swords, pistols, hammers, hatchets, and more.

Their eyes were fierce. The killing intent they exuded was focused solely on me.

I held a sword in my hand and sneered at them. But my hand was trembling slightly. No matter who I was, I couldn’t help but feel nervous facing thousands of people.

“They’ve gathered a lot more than I thought.”

The reason why thousands of yakuza were gathered here wasn’t a trap, but because I had used Shin Oh-gang to manipulate them. I had threatened Shin Oh-gang to gather as many yakuza here as possible.

I raised my head. I could see cameras and other recording devices filming from inside buildings and on rooftops. It was a major incident with six thousand yakuza gathered, so the media wouldn’t stay quiet. Well, I wasn’t sure if they would actually release the photos or videos.

Behind the yakuza, armed police were looking this way, tense. They still couldn’t figure out what was going on.

They probably couldn’t imagine that thousands of yakuza had gathered just to kill one person.

‘The Cheonmyeong Society is supposed to be one of the best yakuza groups in Japan… They must have deep ties with the Japanese government.’

Normally, this kind of thing wouldn’t happen. Even if the yakuza openly operated in Japan, the current situation was different. The yakuza’s reputation would definitely fall to the ground.

But the Cheonmyeong Society had no choice but to accept my demands.

“You! You dare show your face! Where is Akiko!”

An old yakuza with a katana shouted. He was the head of the Cheonmyeong Society.

Akiko.

The beloved daughter of the Cheonmyeong Society’s boss, and Shin Oh-gang’s mother. To move the Cheonmyeong Society’s yakuza, Shin Oh-gang alone wasn’t enough, so I had kidnapped Akiko.

“Akiko? She’s right here.”

I opened the trunk.

Akiko was lying there naked, gagged, with her arms and legs tied. She was a well-bred beauty of the refined type. She was a bit older, but she looked like she was only in her mid-to-late 30s, thanks to her consistent beauty care.

“Mmph! Ughh!”

I grabbed Akiko by the back of her neck and pulled her out of the trunk. The tips of her fist-sized breasts had dark brown nipples that were stiff and erect, and her groin was covered with thick pubic hair, hiding her private parts.

The killing intent of the yakuza glaring at me became even more fierce. I removed the gag and ropes.

“Oh, Father…!”

Akiko cried out. She was free from her restraints, but she couldn’t escape from me. My sword was pointed at her neck.

“You bastard!! Send Akiko here! I brought the members as you wanted! If you return Akiko, I will let you live! And I promise I will never touch you again!!”

They would let me live for now. There were many eyes watching, so they had to keep their word to save face. But behind the scenes, they would do everything they could to kill me.

‘There’s probably a sniper on top of that building… Oh. There he is.’

I grabbed Akiko and put her on the hood of the car.

“Kyaaaah!”

Thud!

Her upper body was on the hood, and her buttocks were facing me. As if I had been waiting for it, I took off my pants.

“Youuuuuuuu!!”

The Cheonmyeong Society boss’s angry voice echoed. He realized what I was about to do.

The yakuza were about to move. I shouted, pointing the blade of my sword at Akiko’s neck.

“Don’t move! If anyone moves from now on, I’ll cut this neck!”

The yakuza stopped. They looked at their boss. The boss was shedding tears of blood. He was glaring at me, and it seemed like a blood vessel had burst.

I ignored him and did what I had to do. I took off my underwear and brought my stiff, erect penis to Akiko’s vagina. Her vagina was discolored from age, and there was a lot of hair, so it didn’t look clean.

“P-please… please stop… I beg you…”

“With so many spectators watching, there’s no way I can stop.”

I shoved my penis into her vagina.

“Ah… Aaaaaaaah!”

Akiko screamed. As I listened to her screams, I looked around. There were thousands of people who wanted to kill me. My body tingled with killing intent.

And imagining what would happen next made my penis even harder.

“Aaaah! Ack… Aaaah!”

I stopped moving my hips. Then I said to Akiko.

“I’ll give you ten minutes. Make me cum within ten minutes. If you can’t make me cum within ten minutes… I’ll kill you the same way I killed your guard. You don’t want to die like a bug with your limbs still attached, do you?”

“Ah… Haa…”

Akiko was crying and trembling with fear.

My threat worked perfectly. Akiko was tightening her sphincter to make me cum. She was trying to squeeze her vagina more.

The effect was minimal, but it was there.

Seven minutes.

That was how long it took for me to ejaculate inside Akiko’s vagina. Normally, it would take more than twice that time, but this situation excited me.

“……”

Akiko lay limply on the hood. White semen was dripping from her vagina.

I pulled up my pants and, as promised, didn’t kill Akiko.

I turned my body towards the Cheonmyeong Society boss.

‘In reality, people often speculate about how many ordinary people a hunter can face at maximum.’

However, this assumes that both the hunter and the ordinary people are using melee weapons, and the hunter is not using their abilities, only their physical abilities.

This topic is quite controversial. Each hunter has different combat abilities, and other variables must also be considered.

‘If we go by what’s generally known, an F-rank hunter can face at least 10 ordinary people at the same time.’

For E-rank, it’s at least 30 people. For D-rank, it’s 80 people. For C-rank, it’s at least 300 people. The number suddenly increased because most C-ranks and above use mana.

Of course, this is just theoretical.

‘Let’s test how far I can go against ordinary people.’

I walked towards the yakuza.

I had already provoked them enough. The yakuza couldn’t back down here without doing anything.

“Kill him!!!”

The Cheonmyeong Society boss shouted.

“Yaaaaaaaah!”

Thousands of yakuza rushed towards me. My body was trembling with tension. I might die here. No, it was highly likely that I would die here. But I had no intention of backing down.

I took a deep breath and ran towards the yakuza.

“Aaaah!”

“Kill him!”

“Where is that bastard?!”

“He’s the one who disrespected the Cheonmyeong Society! Kill him!”

“Show him the power of the Cheonmyeong Society!”

Rough voices mixed together. I killed the yakuza who were rushing at me. I just killed them as I saw them. I swung the Hwaryeon Bido and kept killing.

‘It’s manageable. These bastards are completely hyped up and just rushing at me. The sniper is just watching, as if he received orders.’

There were yakuza with pistols, but they couldn’t shoot recklessly because there were only friendly yakuza around them.

“I’ll smash your head!”

I swung my sword at the guy with the hatchet, beheading him and sending his head flying. As blood splattered, the yakuza became even more excited and tried to kill me.

I swung my sword mindlessly while using acceleration.

I didn’t use lightning or sword aura. They consumed too much stamina, mental strength, and mana. The opponents were yakuza anyway, which in my eyes were ordinary people. I didn’t need powerful attacks against them.

The important thing was the distribution of power. The ability to continue fighting. I used mana to increase the endurance of my muscles.

“Aaaaaaah!”

I shouted and spun around with my sword. The yakuza nearby were cut down and fell. My whole body was covered in blood.

‘How many did I kill?’

I didn’t know.

There was no time to count the people I killed one by one.

Yuria told me to think while swinging my sword, but there was no time to think with so many enemies rushing at me.

Every time I swung my sword, my mind became more distant.

“……!!!”

When I came to my senses, it was already too late. My arms and legs wouldn’t move. I had no mana left.

Thud.

A sharp blade pierced my abdomen. A hammer hit my shoulder, a hatchet was embedded in my thigh, and a katana stabbed my neck.

[Death Resistance has been activated. You will not die for the next 15 seconds.]

I squeezed out every last bit of strength and swung my sword, cutting down the yakuza around me.

‘Complete recovery!’

My mind, exhausted from fatigue, returned to normal, and my body, which had suffered fatal injuries that should have killed me, recovered. My stamina was as good as if I had woken up from a good night’s sleep, and my whole body was filled with mana.

“Alright. Let’s try this again!”

I held my sword in reverse grip. This time, I planned to increase my combat speed even more.

The yakuza around me flinched. The killing intent that had been directed at me was gone. They were looking at me with fear-filled faces.

“A m-monster…!”

“It’s a yokai! That’s a yokai!”

“How are we supposed to kill him if he doesn’t die even when we kill him…!”

My resurrection show seemed to be quite shocking.

But I didn’t care much. If the battle continued, madness would engulf them again anyway.

“If you guys don’t come, I’ll go.”

But the battle didn’t continue.

The police, who had been watching, started to arrest the yakuza while sounding their sirens. The yakuza nearby were startled and started to run away.

It didn’t take long for thousands of yakuza to flee.

‘Where’s the Cheonmyeong Society boss… Oh, right. I killed him in the middle of the fight.’

Bang!

The sniper started to work. A bullet narrowly passed by the side of my head.

I frowned and took out a space-movement scroll that I had prepared in my inventory and tore it.

•••

The battle with the yakuza was something I wanted, but it wasn’t planned from the beginning. I just did it impulsively when I caught Shin Oh-gang.

The real thing I wanted to do at the end wasn’t the battle.

JNK.

The most-watched terrestrial broadcasting station in Japan.

I was inside this building. And the news was broadcasting a special report. It was about the yakuza gathering of thousands of people. Of course, they hadn’t yet covered the scene of my massacre of about 800 people.

I took a quick shower in the bathroom, changed my clothes, and headed towards the news studio.

On the way, I bumped into a broadcasting station employee.

“W-what are you?!”

“Is that a gun…?!

Bang! Bang!

I killed them all as I saw them. I didn’t hesitate with the men, and in the case of women, I shot all but the beauties who met my standards.

And finally, I arrived at the news studio. A male announcer and a female announcer were each talking.

“Wait! Who are you?!”

“Hey! Are you ignoring us?! Get out of here before we call the police!”

“Damn it, what are the security guards doing? Hey! Drag that guy out!”

I ignored all the broadcasting staff and walked into the studio. It seemed like it was a live broadcast, given the situation.

“I don’t know who you are, but please leave the studio immediately! We’re on air!”

The male announcer said to me. His pronunciation was good, as expected of an announcer.

“Don’t order me around, you male bastard.”

Bang!

I shot the male announcer in the forehead.

“Kyaaaaaaaaah!”

The female announcer screamed. I didn’t care and fired my pistol, killing all the broadcasting staff. Then I threw away the gun and approached the female announcer.

The reason I chose this broadcasting station was because of this woman. Her name was Ayako. She was an announcer who had even worked as a swimsuit model.

“Come here. I’m going to show you Japanese what sex is really like. Hehehe.”

I grabbed Ayako, who was trying to run away. And I started to forcibly undress her in front of the camera.

I hadn’t gained complete control of the broadcasting station, so I used hacking to prevent the broadcast from being forcibly cut off.

[Hacking successful.]

If I made these kinds of adjustments, there would be no worry of the broadcast being forcibly cut off for at least 30 minutes. No, if the broadcasting station staff were incompetent, that time would increase even more.

“Red underwear… You’re surprisingly bold, aren’t you?”