Toman's Little Sister

79 | Kneel

"Too slow..." Angry stared down at the two limp bodies beneath him with your notebook clutched in his right hand.

"Damn." Smiley muttered, staring at his triumphant little brother.

He was always one who trusted Angry's ability to fight and he was still blown away by his power.

Mikey grinned. "Nice one, Angry!"

Draken cracked his knuckles. "Mikey, are you against me helping you out?"

"You-" He paused. "Go ahead."

In another area, Senju stood with her brothers. "Takeomi, do you think this is all they've sent?"

"If we keep showing that we can fight just fine, then we'll be against a larger crowd."

Sanzu clicked his tongue, his hand opening and clenching as if he wanted to hold something. If only I had...

"Sanzu!" Senju turned to her brother. "Are you listening to me?"

"What?"

"I asked if you had your phone since idiot-Takeomi left his!"

He shook his head in response, patting his pockets. It was weird, talking so nonchalantly with his siblings again. He traced his fingers over the scars on the side of his lips.

"Why do you need a phone?"

"We need to contact Waka and Benkei. They should be strong enough." Senju ran forward and kicked the one called Rye. "Are you guys the ones who killed South?"

"I'm sure you want to know." Rye held his chin and seemed to rearrange his jaw. "Of course not. We couldn't care less about most of you kids."

"Liar!"

"Senju." Takeomi caught Senju's collar before she could land another hit. His eyes thinned in suspicion. "Killing South could be viewed as a favour for Y/N. These people didn't do it."

Rye pulled out a gun, aiming it right at Takeomi. "You're one of Brahman's... you're a bit more than this measly motorcycle gang, aren't you?"

Slice.

Blood splattered to the ground and the fight occurring around the scene came to a halt.

"Sanzu...?" Mitsuya's eyes widened, placing his arm in front of a few members nearby him.

Sanzu stood, blood on his shirt and smeared on his cheek, his eyes lacking remorse, and his hand holding a katana.

"W-Where did you get that?" Senju stepped back and hid behind Takeomi's arm. "Sanzu, where did you get that?!"

"Does it matter? Would you rather Takeomi get shot?"

"Rye!" Members of the opposing gang ran towards the bleeding man. "Hey! Look here!"

Kazutora witnessed it from a distance. "Hey... Chifuyu, right? I heard Baji call you that." The boy turned in Kazutora's direction. "What?"

"What happened to Toman while I was gone?"

Chifuyu's eyes went solemn. "I don't know. I really don't."

"These gangsters, mobsters more like it, seem more tightly knit than whatever Toman's got going on. And that's saying something. They're criminals. Brought together by what? Their drive? A common goal? A dark past?"

Chifuyu frowned. "Baji-san didn't want it like this."

Kazutora sighed, cracking his knuckles as he stepped towards Sanzu. "No one did." He ran in front of Sanzu. "What the hell are you doing? When was this allowed in Toman?"