5 months later, Takemichi was released from juvenile detention to meet his two loyal acquaintances, Suzuki and Tanaka.
Suzuki: "Back already, Takemichi?"
Tanaka: "We heard you were out. Figured we'd swing by."
Suzuki: "Why keep us in the dark about juvie, man?"
Takemichi nodded in acknowledgment, appreciating their concern.
Tanaka: "After the Shibuya mess, things quieted down, but two new big shots showed up."
Suzuki: "First off, South Tereno. Word is he's from Mexico. Took out his old man for the throne. Now he's gunning for your brother and snagged the ex-Tenjiku bigwigs."
Tanaka: "What's the play, Takemichi?"
Takemichi: "Got a lot on my plate. Can we table this for later? I've got a stop to make."
Understanding the gravity of his tone, Suzuki and Tanaka agreed.
They accompanied Takemichi to the nearest Shibuya graveyard where he paid his respects to Kakucho and Shinichiro.
Takemichi: "You guys can head out now. I've got some personal business to attend to."
Suzuki: "Got it, Takemichi."
Tanaka: "You know where to find us if you need anything."
Time skip...
Mikey and Izana thundered down the neon-lit streets toward their garage, the roar of their motorcycle punctuating the stillness of the night. A sense of unease lingered in the air, a premonition of impending chaos.Izana broke the silence, his voice tinged with apprehension. "It's too quiet, Mikey. Makes my skin crawl."Mikey nodded grimly, his eyes scanning the shadows. "South's been stirring up trouble. We gotta stay sharp, Izana."Unbeknownst to them, danger lurked around the next corner in the form of South Tereno—a foreign gangster whose name struck fear into the hearts of even the most hardened criminals. Drawn to Japan by tales of Sano, South sought to carve his name into the annals of Tokyo's underworld, accompanied by a cadre of ex-Tenjiku executives.Their conversation abruptly halted as two shadowy figures hurtled toward them, clinging to South's motorcycle.Inupi's urgent warning pierced the night. "Run! South's gunning for us!"South's gravelly voice sliced through the tension. "You thought you could escape, huh?"Chaos erupted as Mikey instinctively shielded Inupi, while Izana wrestled with the bike's handlebars, trying to maintain control. The air crackled with anticipation as South's menacing presence loomed over them like a dark cloud.
Inupi approached Izana and Mikey, his movements betraying his weakened state.
"Sorry for jumping on you two. Are you guys okay?" Inupi's concern was evident in his voice.
Izana nodded, his tone dismissive. "Yeah, just some bruises."
Mikey chimed in, his frustration evident. "Me too. So, now he's attacking our friends, huh?"
The day arrived when South persisted in pressuring Mikey and Izana to join forces.
South: "How many times do I have to ask? You two really want to push it? Refuse, and I'll drag you in myself!"
Mikey: "We're not interested.
Frustrated, South threw a punch at Mikey, but Izana intervened, sending them both reeling.
Izana: "You good, Mikey?"
Mikey: "Yeah, thanks"
South, reeling from a blow to the head from an umbrella, turned to confront a small figure dashing towards him. The figure leaped, landing a solid kick on South's head.
