𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 | 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘵. ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

012. | ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴀɢᴇɴᴅᴀ ᴘᴛ. 2

As Mitsuya and Kana ran towards their destination, their hearts racing and adrenaline pumping, they navigated the streets with a sense of urgency. Their surroundings became a blur as they narrowly dodged obstacles and people, their focus entirely on reaching their friends in time. Every muscle in their bodies strained to propel them faster, their chests rising and falling with each labored breath. Their singular goal was to ensure the safety and well-being of Takemichi and the others, and nothing could deter their determined advance.

As they sprinted down the street, their focus unwavering, Mitsuya and Kana suddenly found their path obstructed by a group of guys donning unfamiliar blue and white gang attire. The sight of these unknown individuals momentarily halted their stride, their instincts triggering a sense of caution and uncertainty. It was clear that they had stumbled upon a new threat, one they had never encountered before.

Their expressions were hard and ruthless, their presence exuding a palpable aura of danger.

As they looked closer, they noticed that the men's uniforms featured a prominent symbol of a samurai sword on the back of their coats. The group were clad in matching outfits, each member displaying a unified and coordinated presence. The colors were a symbol of their gang's identity. This unfamiliar display made it evident that they were dealing with a new gang, one that they've never seen or heard of before.

As Mitsuya and Kana gazed upon the group, their eyes widened in realization. The significance of the samurai sword embroidery and its presence in Tokyo Manji's territory struck them like a bolt of lightning. It became clear that this new gang was actively trespassing on their territory, challenging the established power. The implications of this revelation sent a shiver down their spines, as they knew the stakes had just risen significantly.

A fleeting whisper escaped Kana's lips. "Ronin?" Her voice was barely audible, carrying a mix of surprise and disbelief as she had noticed an additional unique embroidering on their uniforms.

Mitsuya's demeanor was fiercely protective, his body positioned just in front of Kana. His jaw clenched, and his gaze locked onto the rival gang with a steely determination. His low response, "Seems like another gang," was filled with a mix of caution and disdain. His fists clenched at his sides, his body taut with readiness for any confrontation that might arise.

The gang members, upon detecting Mitsuya and Kana's presence, immediately turned their attention towards them. Their eyes narrowing with suspicion and disdain, they called out in a taunting tone, "Well, if it isn't the Tokyo Manji scum." Their voices echoed through the area, laced with malice and disdain. Some members grinned menacingly.

"Ah, so you're the Second Division Captain of Tokyo Manji?" a gang member jeered, his voice dripping with contempt.

"What, you think you can come swaggering around with your little girlfriend by your side?" A few of the members chuckled mockingly, their eyes glinting with malice and superiority.

"And you, the girl who jumped her way in Toman's First Division," another gang member chimed in, a sneer on his face. "I hope you know your place here."

Mitsuya's jaw clenched as he listened to the gang member's taunts. His eyes hardened, the intensity in his gaze deepening. He stood his ground, silently seething as he absorbed the insults. It was clear that their demeaning comments had struck a nerve, especially when kana's role in Toman was belittled. However, rather than respond with words, he channeled his anger and aggression into a resolute determination. His fists balled tightly, his body poised and ready to defend himself and Kana against the gang's provocation.

As the gang member mocked and taunted them, his voice laced with contempt, Kana's eyes darkened with a mixture of indignation and determination. Though she felt a flicker of surprise at being referred to as Mitsuya's "little girlfriend," she quickly brushed it aside, focusing on the immediate situation. The demeaning comments about her status within Toman's First Division, however, ignited a fire within her. "I know my place just fine," she responded calmly, her voice laced with a quiet intensity.