During this period, Tachibana Yukimura also discovered that her daughter was training with the mute.
He originally did not want his daughter to continue practicing swordsmanship.
But he knew his daughter's stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat, so he let her try again.
After all, the National Kendo Competition is about to begin.
If Haruko can't reach the national finals this time, she should give up.
He knows how difficult the national finals are.
You can't get in just by working hard.
So these days, Haruko is left to train by herself, while he prepares to give up the kendo gym and concentrate on running the medical clinic.
Bang!
The door of Tachibana Dojo was suddenly kicked open hard.
Tachibana Yukimura, who was sorting medicinal materials in the yard, raised his head and saw a group of people pouring in. Seeing these people's costumes and menacing look, Tachibana Yukimura's expression changed and he shouted: "What do you want to do?"
As soon as these people came in, they surrounded the courtyard.
Haruko and Dumb, who were training in the dojo, were also alerted and walked to the door of the dojo.
At the gate, several men were walking in with their arms around a girl's shoulders. The girl had a frightened and helpless expression on her face.
"Shana." Haruko saw the girl at a glance.
"Haruko, I'm sorry, I was blocked by them. They said that if I don't find you, they will rape me..." The girl was Haruko's good friend Shana. When she saw Haruko, Shana started crying.
"It's you! Bastard, let go of Shana!"
Haruko also saw it at this time. The people holding Shana's shoulders were the three young men she had met at the port.
At that time, the three young men had their hands broken by the mute, and then they left. Unexpectedly, more than half a month later, these three young people actually found Shana and brought her to the door.
"Sure enough, it's here!"
One of the three young men with yellow hair saw Haruko and also saw the mute standing next to her. He suddenly felt like enemies meeting each other and was extremely jealous.
The hands of the three of them are still in plaster.
And the doctor said that even after their injuries healed, their arms would never be as flexible as before.
This makes them not angry.
She has been looking for the whereabouts of Haruko and others, and wants to take revenge, but Haruko has been at home recently. In order to prepare for the kendo competition, she took a month off to train at home.
So these people didn't find her.
But I found Shana.
"Brother Okamoto, he was the one who broke our hands." The yellow-haired young man pointed at the mute and yelled.
"It turns out it's a kendo gym. No wonder it's so heavy-handed. It doesn't take our Hai Long Club seriously." A middle-aged man with a lean body and slender eyes said coldly.
"Sea Dragon Club."
Tachibana Yukimura's expression changed.
As a person from Kashima City, Tachibana Yukimura certainly knew about the Sea Dragon Society, which was a powerful underground force that controlled shipping in Kashima City and even the entire Saga Prefecture.
It is said that it has some relationship with the Black Dragon Society.
In Kashima City, no one dares to mess with them, even the police can't do anything to them.
I didn't expect that Haruko and the others would offend the people of the Sea Dragon Society.
"Haruko, what on earth is going on?" Tachibana Yukimura asked.
"Father..." Haruko quickly recounted how she met three people at the port and had a conflict.
Tachibana Yukimura's heart sank. Although Haruko and the others were not wrong in this matter, the Sea Dragon Club was not a place to be reasonable, not to mention that Haruko and the others actually broke the hands of three of the other party.
He cupped his fists towards the people of the Sea Dragon Society and said: "I'm sorry, it was my daughters who were too harsh, but they are still children. Dear brothers of the Sea Dragon Society, if you have any compensation needs, I will try my best to satisfy you."
"Compensation?" Okamoto sneered and said to the three injured youths: "What do you three want?"
"Brother Okamoto, each of us had a hand broken by that guy, so we need that guy's two hands and one foot," the yellow-haired young man first pointed at the mute and said, and then his eyes glanced at Haruko.
, chuckled and said: "As for these two little sisters, just go drinking with us tonight."
The two young men next to him also laughed strangely.
"Did you hear that? Nakamura and the others have already made their conditions." Okamoto said calmly.
Tachibana Yukimura's face was extremely ugly. Not to mention asking for the mute's hands and feet, there was no way he would agree to let Haruko go drink with these people. That would be equivalent to pushing his daughter into a pit of fire.
As a former ninth-dan kendo master, Tachibana Yukimura would never do such a thing no matter how desperate he was.
He said solemnly: "Mr. Okamoto, please don't humiliate me. If it's money, we can negotiate. I can't agree to other conditions."
"In that case, don't blame us," Okamoto glanced at the people on both sides.
People from the Sea Dragon Society on both sides immediately shouted, pulled out various weapons such as machetes, and rushed over.
Tachibana Yukimura immediately drew out a bamboo sword and rushed towards the people of the Sea Dragon Society. Whoosh, the bamboo sword flew through the air like a poisonous snake, bang!
The members of the Sea Dragon Society who rushed forward flew out and fell to the ground screaming.
Although the bamboo sword is not as powerful as a real sword, it can still exert great power in the hands of a kendo master. Although Tachibana Yukimura's strength is not as strong as it used to be, he is still far superior to ordinary people.
Bamboo swords shuttled among the crowd, and members of the Sea Dragon Society kept flying out.
Basically, as long as you are hit in the chest, abdomen, etc., you will be unable to get up.
Of course, the yard was relatively small, and being besieged by more than a dozen people from the Sea Dragon Society with real swords and guns, Tachibana Yukimura was under considerable pressure. After knocking five or six people away, poof, his arm was also slashed.
There was blood immediately.
Tachibana Yukimura's eyes turned cold and he yelled.
His chest swelled up like a blower, and then he drew a sword, and the whistling sword wind swept out. Bang bang bang, the remaining five or six people were knocked away by him. Tachibana Yukimura, who drew the sword, also staggered.
, using such a powerful killing move would put a considerable load on his current physical condition.
Suddenly a black shadow rushed over.
The lean middle-aged man named Okamoto pulled out a samurai sword, swooped over, and struck out fiercely. Tachibana Yukimura's eyes shrank, his body hurriedly took a step back, and he swung the sword down at the same time.
Click!
The bright sword light flashed, and half of the bamboo sword flew up.
Okamoto gathered his strength and slashed at Tachibana Yukimura with his samurai sword like the wind. Tachibana Yukimura was already physically exhausted, and the wooden sword was cut off. Okamoto was slashing back steadily, even though he tried his best to wave the half piece of wood in his hand.
He blocked it with his sword, but Okamoto was very strong and his katana was extremely sharp.
The half of the wooden sword was constantly being chopped into pieces, becoming shorter and shorter.
Poof!
Tachibana Yukimura's wrist was filled with blood, and the sword hilt in his hand fell to the ground...
