Episode 39: Mortal Enemy

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2006:

After informing us that Toman had a traitor, who was ratting us out to Tenjiku, Kakucho had left, not wanting to start a pointless fight against his old friend.

As much as I don't want to believe it, Tenjiku was able to find us rather quickly, meaning we probably had someone tailing us.

He also asked Takemichi to save someone by the name of Izana Kurokawa.

The name sounds familiar, but I don't remember where I heard it from. From the looks of it, he's probably close with Kisaki, so getting close to him isn't going to be easy.

-The Next Toman Meeting-

Standing alongside Draken and Mikey, while I was covered in bandages as a result of yesterday's fight, I looked over the crowd of Toman members, noticing that a large chunk of them were covered in bruises, including Mitsuya.

So, the First Division wasn't their only target.

I hadn't brought up the traitor thing with Mikey either, since he already has a lot on his plate with the aftermath of the Kanto Incident.

"This emergency meeting of the Tokyo Manji Gang will now begin!" Draken hollered. "Yesterday, members of our gang were attacked all over Tokyo. It was the work of Tenjiku, a gang from Yokohama. Tenjiku is a recently formed gang; we don't know what kind of gang they are yet. The first to be attacked was First Division. Step forward!"

Takemichi and his two vice-captians walked closer to us.

"The ones who attacked us called themselves Team Mochizuki," Chifuyu explained.

"Team Mochizuki?" The tattooed vice-commander reiterated.

"That's the team run by Kanji Mochizuku, the ex-leader of Jugem," I frowned. "Chances are, they're Tenjiku's main force."

Murmurs commenced among the crowd, recognizing the name as a guy from the S-62 Generation.

"Their main force isn't just Mocchi," Mitsuya revealed. "The Hatanai brothers are also a part of Tenjiku."

That's totally not scary at all.

Draken lowered his voice, turning his head as he faced the commander. "Mikey, the other guys who got beat up all said the same thing: that Madarame got them."

The blonde slightly gasped. "The ghost of the ninth generation Black Dragon that we crushed?"

"Madarame's also a part of the S-62 Generation," Mucho confirmed.

I'm not too sure about the details of the S-62 Generation, but what I do know is that it's a group of dangerous delinquents who all went to the same juvenile detention center.

"In other words, Tenjiku is a gang made up of the S-62 Generation guys, who normally wouldn't have teamed up," Mikey concluded.

Draken let out a sigh. "Sounds like their grudge against Toman runs deep."

I wonder how many more of these S-62 guys are in this new gang. It seems like Kisaki is the one who's pulling all of their puppet strings.

"In any case, I won't let us keep being beat!" The commander announced. "We're going to invade Yokohama next!"

Is he insane?! He's starting to sound like Takemichi after he read one too many comics. I'm not one to back down from a fight, but I don't think this is something we can win. Tenjiku is like five times our size!

"Damn right!"

Not you too, Draken! We're just playing into Kisaki and the traitor's hands at this point!

"Time for all of Toman to fight Tenjiku!"

2018:

(This timeline is the same as the last one, with everyone dying. Naoto had asked her to rejoin Toman, so the police had an inside source.)

I sat in a darkened office, leaning back on one of the couches as the moonlight seeped in through the closed blinds.

Why's the Tokyo Manji Gang still kicking? Mikey's dead. Kisaki's dead. Draken's dead. Who the hell is even left?

As I fidgeted with the hem of my dress shirt, I waited for another Toman member to walk through the door to drop off some documents.

Why did I have to survive long enough to see my fiance die in my arms?

The door creaked open, before a pair of loud footsteps sounded from behind me. Assuming it was my contact, I turned around to face them, only to meet eyes with a man who I had thought to be dead.

"It's been a while, hasn't it, (L/n), or is it Sano now?"

"Kisaki?!" I gasped. "But, how?! You-"

"It's called faking my own death, dear." The blonde reached into his jacket, before pulling out a pistol, setting it down on the table, and taking a seat on the couch across from me. "So, where's Mikey? When I heard you were back in Toman, I assumed you were going back to be by your husband's side."

"He's dead."

"Dead?" The monstrous man showed no remorse, as he let out a laugh. "So, Takemitchy really got him, huh? I apologize. That was pretty rude of me to say. Anyway, if Mikey's dead, then why are you here? You left because you detested what the Tokyo Manji Gang had become, didn't you?"

I balled my fists up, wanting to beat this asshole until he met the same fate as all the others, but restrained myself.

I need to make it out alive and tell Naoto that Tetta Kisaki is still running Toman from the shadows.

"I guess I can't bring myself to let Mikey's dream die. It's not like I have anything else left to live for."

"You'd really sink that low to carry on his dream? How noble of you, Sano." Kisaki flipped over two glasses from the table, before pouring two drinks from a bottle he had brought with him. Of course, I did not partake in his pleasantries. "Relax. You act like I poisoned this bottle."

Probably because you drugged Takemichi and Chifuyu before trying to kill them both in another timeline.

"Tell me. You aren't the head of Toman, right? I know you're leading from behind the scenes, but who's the current face of the Tokyo Manji Gang?"

"Izana Kurokawa. Did Mikey never tell you about him?"

"Mikey's adopted brother?" I gasped, as my gaze turned to the floor. "I knew about him, but I wasn't ever informed on what Toman did after I had left. I guess that does make sense, now that I think about it."

"We do have a position open, since our leader is no longer with us. Realistically, you could take over your husband's old job."

I can finally end this nightmare?!

I shot my head up, surprised by my late fiance's partner's statement. "Seriously?"

In front of my face was the gun that Kisaki had laid on the table, which was now in his hand. All I heard was the safety click off, before the sound of a gunshot rang through the air.

I fell over onto the couch, clutching my throat, as I began to choke on my own blood.

"Yeah, over my dead body."

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