At four in the afternoon, the sun had just begun to dip, and Sobu High School students were already dismissed.
If they didn’t have club activities, they could go home now.
A silver-grey Maybach pulled up at the school gate, looking very flashy and attracting the attention of a large number of students heading home.
A beautiful woman wearing sunglasses sat in the driver’s seat, looking eight or nine tenths similar to Yukino.
She looked left and right, seemingly finding something, and an arm like jade reached out of the car window, waving to a man and two women in the distance.
“Is that your sister, Yukino?” Sakura asked in surprise.
Yukino nodded, not wanting to give too many introductions.
“Oh my, Yukino, are these two your classmates? Where’s the fighter you found?” Yukinoshita Haruno glanced at Ren and Sakura, smiling.
“He is.” Yukino looked at Ren.
Yukinoshita Haruno seemed not at all surprised; her sister’s social circle meant that the only “fighting masters” she could encounter were at school.
She laughed: “Haha, I see. You’ll definitely need to wear protective gear later, otherwise your classmate won’t have a good outcome.”
Sakura’s cheeks puffed out, looking very cute, and she hugged Ren’s shoulder: “Our Ren is very strong!”
“Ze?” Yukinoshita Haruno pushed down her sunglasses; her specific gaze wasn’t visible, but her tone was very teasing.
“Ren.” Ren smiled faintly.
Without the Eye of Truth, he still knew what Yukinoshita Haruno was thinking.
She merely wanted to use this opportunity of winning or losing to discipline Yukino again.
“Are you really sure you want to fight for Yukino?” Yukinoshita Haruno’s expression became serious as she scrutinized Ren from head to toe: “The opponent you’ll face later is very terrifying.”
Trying to scare him away?
Ren adjusted his backpack strap, his tone confident: “No matter who the opponent is, I will not lose.”
Yukinoshita Haruno’s expression sharpened, and she nodded: “Then get in the car. A challenge from my long-lost sister, I certainly won’t refuse. But let’s be clear beforehand, no matter the outcome later, you bear the consequences yourself.”
Yukino opened the rear car door and got in.
“Well, how cold. Yukino, don’t you want to sit with your sister?” Yukinoshita Haruno instantly saw through her sister’s thoughts.
Yukino herself hadn’t realized the underlying meaning of this subconscious action.
She clenched her fists and said against her true feelings, “I just thought it was closer.”
Ren, knowing his place, went to the passenger seat.
The back seat of a sports car was already small.
Along the way, Yukinoshita Haruno kept asking seemingly irrelevant questions, as if testing whether Ren was reliable.
[Name: Yukinoshita Haruno]
[Keywords: Rich Girl, Literature, Pragmatist, Scheming, Socialite]
[Hobbies: Reading, Horse Riding, Aikido]
[Psychology: My Yukino is also at the age for romance. This Ren fellow seems less simple than he appears on the surface, and on the surface, he also seems quite not simple… I need to oversee this carefully.]
[Description: A social butterfly, a perfectly beautiful superhuman, skilled at harmonizing various forces. She plays with things she likes to death, and utterly crushes things she dislikes. She has almost no psychological weaknesses, and currently no romantic experience.]
“Hehe, it seems Yukinoshita rarely interacts with men on a daily basis.”
“Otherwise, this older sister wouldn’t have considered me a potential boyfriend at first sight.”
“Apparently not just men, but women too… Yukinoshita’s indoor shoes are often hidden by other girls.”
Ren thoughtfully glanced at Yukino, who looked like a goddess in the back seat, and suddenly felt a little sorry for her.
At home, she was treated like a ragdoll cat, and outside, she was targeted by her peers.
“In that case, I’ll help you win beautifully.”
“Surely the Yukinoshita couldn’t invite someone like Yujiro or Makoto Kyogoku, could they?”
Ren’s brows relaxed, and an unconscious smile of pleasure spread across his face.
It had been a long time since he fought; he missed the days of fist-to-fist combat, a different kind of exhilaration than sexual desire.
Violence is rooted in the primal desires of every male!
…
“Since ancient times, there have been many ways to resolve conflicts.”
“Perhaps mediation, perhaps negotiation, perhaps persuasion.”
“And the least likely to be recognized by the powerful, the worst option, is violence.”
“However, perceptions can be changed!”
“In the Edo period centuries ago, merchants resorted to every possible means—usurpation, intimidation, poisoning, assassination, even large-scale brawls—to seize ultimate dominance in the business world!”
“The consequence of abusing violence was that the merchants themselves could not control its spread, which caused countless negative social impacts in that era.”
“Finally, one day, the merchants could no longer endure this endless chaos. They united and formed the Kengan Association!”
“They chose the most primitive and effective method to resolve disputes.”
“Life or death, it’s an honorable act by both parties!”
“From then on, violence was confined within boundaries!”
“And that is the origin of the Kengan Matches!”
The silver-grey Maybach slowly stopped in front of a basketball gym, and Yukinoshita Haruno’s narration came to an end.
Sakura swallowed, feeling a mountain-like pressure.
Yukino pursed her lips, only then realizing what the Kengan Matches truly represented.
The life and death of a conglomerate!
Before, she only knew that the Kengan Matches were very important.
And her father had fully entrusted the related matters to her older sister, so she wanted to contend for it.
Now, a feeling of regret, which rarely appeared in her life, welled up in her heart.
Yukinoshita Haruno unbuckled her seatbelt, her exquisite jade-like face turned to Ren, and she said solemnly:
“The Kengan Association controls one-third of Japan’s economy, and the opening of the Fist Fight requires the consent of 50 Kengan Association members.”
“This opportunity is rare; 178 companies want to participate in the Kengan Matches.”
“And our Donglin Construction, being an old member, was invited to directly participate in the top 32 of the Kengan Matches, which makes the opportunity even more precious.”
“Do you understand what this means?”
“The fighters we’ve invited this time, their level of violence, might exceed your imagination!”
Ren nodded: “It doesn’t matter, I’ll win.”
If he really couldn’t win, he could still go to Inner World mid-match.
It just so happened that Reina and Sakura were both in their “cooldown period,” so he could go capture new Desire Points Palu.
“No! Ren-kun! Let’s not participate in any Kengan Matches.” Sakura desperately hugged Ren’s arm, like a wife who didn’t want her husband to go to war.
That Fist Fight must be unimaginably dangerous!
“Hehe.” Yukinoshita Haruno chuckled.
She never thought Ren could defeat the fighter she had carefully selected.
What she had just said was merely to scare these children.
Her younger sister should be studying.
And not challenging her authority as an older sister!