Toman's Little Sister

25 | Toman's Foundation

You stood before your gang not far from the parking lot you were supposed to fight Valhalla at.

"Alright everyone, listen up!" You said, all heads immediately turning to you, and you gained their undivided attention.

Takemichi looked around to take it all in. About 100 members, middle schoolers to high schoolers, all boys but one. And yet, that one singular girl is the one that they all turned to.

He stared at you in awe as you walked across the shrine platform. You looked confident but not cocky. You could give orders without being demanding.

Was this what a leader looked like?

"Alright, you already know your positions from the info I shared to you division commanders, so I only have to say this: we may be outnumbers 300 to 100, do you think that it makes us weaker?"

"No m'am!"

"Valhalla was formed long after Toman. Sure, they may have some strength, some brains, but does it have the bond that we do? Bones are morphed together as time goes by. Do you think this baby gang is going to take us down?"

"No m'am!!"

You smirked. "Then let's show them what we're made of!!"

Fists pumped into the air as battle cries filled the air. Mikey glanced at you and smiled as you smiled back. "See? You were leader for a while there."

"Because you were too lazy to." You tied your hair so it would be out of your face and blew a piece of hair from your face. "Well, we came here to fight, didn't we? So let's head off."

•••

You sat atop the border around the parking lot as you looked down at the fight that was about to unfold. Takemichi looked back at you, unsure, and you gave him an encouraging nod.

You looked around at the spectators who were there to watch the fight.

The Haitani Brothers: Ran and Rindo, one 18, one 20. Physical strength, 5, battle IQ, 5, however, backhanded methods are not off the table. Winners of the Roppongi Battle of the Ashes, killing the vice leader of their previous gang.

Your eyes travelled to another spectator.

The Leanman, controller of Ueno. Physical strength, 4, but lacking in other categories.

"She's in strategist mode." Mitsuya said, making Takemichi looked up to see what he was talking about,

Your face was serious, but your pupils kept darting around the parking lot, looking at different people with your hand observingly on your chin.

"She looks kind of scary when she does that."

"She's recalling everyone's weaknesses, strengths, and ranks them based on her own observations." Mitsuya sighed. "It is scary because normally she's right."

Takemichi felt a chill go down his spine, praying you never do that to him. When he gazed up at you, he saw that you were looking to where Mikey and Kazutora were supposed to be standing.

"The name's Hansen from the Ikebukuro Criminal Black members."

Hansen... why have I never heard of him?