Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 83: Immediately cripple
In the night rain, the cherry blossoms bloom beautifully.

Officer Higurashi stood in the middle and tried to persuade him, but he received a burst of ridicule from the other party.

One of the guys in a suit rummaged through his briefcase and found a document.

In the rain, he walked towards Ionuma Isao and Hanacheng Iori, took out the document and waved it in front of them: "I am the lawyer consultant of Ito Real Estate. Regarding the property dispute between Ito Real Estate and the Huacheng family, I am responsible for communication deal with."

Ionuma Isao read the document and asked, "What are you going to do with it?"

"Well, from now on, this place will be taken over by Ito Real Estate." The lawyer put the documents back in the briefcase and said slowly: "If you have any objections to the contract, you can file a lawsuit in court. If you win the lawsuit, you can naturally take back this place. A mansion. But before that, everything here belongs to us."

Only those who have been involved in a lawsuit know how troublesome and time-consuming the process is.

Ordinary property disputes start in half a year.

Do you think this is the end?
It's still far away.

The appeal part of Japan's civil litigation system adopts a three-instance system.

In other words, if you are not satisfied with the first-instance judgment, you can file a second lawsuit; if you are not satisfied with the second-instance judgment, you can also file a third lawsuit for the errors in the second-instance process.

After the final judgment is issued, it can be maliciously delayed for another year and a half before it is possible to face enforcement.

From application to execution, there is a long and tedious process to go through for enforcement.

This process takes at least three years.

In other words, if the ownership of the Huacheng family mansion is handed over tonight, neither the old aunt nor the angel will be able to go home in the next three years.

Iinuma Isao took a deep breath and looked at the lawyer: "Have you purchased personal accident insurance for yourself?"

"The police are here, so I don't have to worry about this." The lawyer said with a slight smile. He glanced at Officer Higurashi and then looked at the excavator. "Besides, that adult will take good care of you, so I'm not afraid. .”

Next to the excavator stood a man with a particularly outstanding temperament.

He is in his 30s, has a deep scar on his face, and has a strong presence.

There is no red snapper team pattern on the clothes, so they must be the foreign aid they invited.

This man was also sizing up Ionuma Isao with a fierce gaze, not hiding his malicious intention of causing trouble.

A slight ominous feeling passed through Ionuma Isao's heart.

This ominous aura was not given by the scarred man, but by the small sword he held in his hand.

There was a faint black mist around the knife, and there was a faint flash of blood in the mist, which was a bit like the murderous aura exuded by Kato Ryota's Shura Dao.

"There seems to be the breath of evil spirits in that knife." Iori Huacheng suddenly came over and whispered in Iinuma Isao's ear, "It should be that after the sword's weapon spirit died, the will remaining in the blade was killed and blood The temptation turned into a kind of demon spirit... Of course, this is my guess and may not be taken seriously. After all, this era is not 15 years ago..."

"What happened 15 years ago?"

"Monsters and monsters are everywhere."

"Why is it gone now?"

"You have to ask that crazy mother of yours."

Iinuma Isao turned his head and looked at her delicate and bright little face in the darkness, and said with a serious expression: "Don't scold her, or I'll beat you!"

Huacheng Iori shrugged boredly.

Then, perhaps feeling unhappy, she stuck out her tongue slightly.

The bucket of the hook machine suddenly turned quickly.

"careful!"

Ionuma Isao suddenly picked her up and turned around quickly.

Huacheng Iori, who was protected in front of him, only heard a "swish" sound.

A stench instantly filled the air. Some kind of foul-smelling black soil tilted down from the bucket of the excavator and fell right behind the two of them.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you here!" The excavator driver poked his head out and said with an embarrassed look, "This soil seems to be dug out from the bottom of the septic tank. It smells a bit, but it's not dirty. Don't be disgusted..."

Several people nearby also laughed with unknown meaning.

Their purpose included angering this young man who could fight.

Huacheng Iori was silent for a few seconds, and his face turned pale instantly.

……Disgusting.

The black, smelly mud was wetted by the rain and turned into mud and flowed down the slope, soiling her shoes.

Some black mud was splashed on the uppers of the shoes and calves.

Iinuma Isao bent down, passed one hand behind her knees, dragged her back with the other hand, and picked her up.

He avoided the foul-smelling black mud oar on the ground, stepped across the lawn next to it, walked through the rain and night, and came to the knocked down door.

The rain suddenly became heavier.

At this time, the angel's face struggled.

She seemed to still want to show her original indifferent smile, but no matter how hard she tried, her smile was a little forced.Finally, she was too lazy to pretend anymore and said through gritted teeth: "I'll go back and take a shower, and you can cripple these people!"

She originally wanted to be more prepared before letting Ionuma Isao take action.

But what happened tonight has exceeded the limit of the beautiful girl's endurance.

She couldn't hold her breath.

Now, she just wants to see a river of blood!
"Roger that!"

Ionuma Isao put her down.

The girl ran towards the backyard, leaving dark footprints along the way.

Ionuma Isao turned around silently, looked at the people beside the excavator, touched his back with his palm, and pulled out the bamboo knife from the system.

As soon as he grasped the handle of the knife, he suddenly felt that he had to hit it with his fist to relieve his anger, and the bamboo knife just appeared and disappeared.

"I said, you have to be patient..." Officer Higurashi opened his mouth and said.

Ionuma Isao looked at him sideways.

The young man's face was expressionless, and his lips were pressed into a straight line as if holding a razor blade.

Officer Higurashi sighed and said helplessly: "I'm watching from here, both of you, please restrain yourself, or I will shoot..."

Being a police officer can be quite frustrating sometimes.

The rain became heavier.

Dark sky, thunder and lightning.

Listening to the violent rain and looking at the person opposite, Ionuma Isao felt as calm as water.

He was always sober inside.

No matter how much you learn, how much you understand, or how strong your abilities are, isn’t it just that you can’t be a coward in times like this?

As long as he still has breath, he will not compromise or endure humiliation.

As long as he lives, no one can change his will.

Seeing him walking over with his bare hands, the driver of the excavator and four other people immediately surrounded him.

The eyes of both parties collided in the rain.

Officer Higurashi, who was watching, felt that the air was as tight as a fully drawn bowstring.

Also, that boy had a stern look in his eyes and a fierce look on his face, as if he was lawless...

The person closest to him yelled "kisama" and hit him with his fist.

Ionuma Isao bent down slightly and jumped out like a cheetah.

The sound of breaking wind caused by the body sounded like thunder among the cherry trees in the rain.

The man obviously didn't expect that he would be so powerful with his bare hands, and in a hurry, he hit him on the head with a straight punch.

"careful!"

The Tomita family swordsman suddenly shouted.

But it's too late!
This straight punch hit Ionuma Isao's head.

He turned aside and hid, his body quickly approaching.

The person who punched hurriedly dodged, and the young man followed closely. In an instant, two straight punches came out like the wind, hitting the puncher's chest fiercely. Before he could scream, the young man A flying knee hit his chin, followed by an elbow to the head the next second.

"Bang, bang!"

Two muffled sounds in a row.

In just a few seconds, the powerful Ji Dao man who was so aggressive just now was already lying on the ground twitching.

Before the others could react, the astonishingly powerful young man took advantage of the victory and used a Muay Thai-like style of kicking and straight punches to knock them all down.

"you……"

The excavator driver was beaten and was a little confused.

...The proverbial kendo genius is so good at fighting with bare hands?
Ionuma Isao looked at him and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

The driver of the excavator was confused.

Then, Iinuma Honshin unknowingly pulled out his bamboo sword and sliced ​​the front of his cheek.

"what--"

The excavator driver screamed.The traces of blood ran horizontally from the left side of his face to the right, crossing the middle of the bridge of his nose and reaching the right side of his face.The blood flowing from the horizontal wound was like a red mask, covering his face. He touched the blood on his face, stared blankly at the bright red palm, looked at the young man, and kept muttering in his mouth:
"Uh, you, don't blame me, I have no choice but to..."

Iinuma Isao was too lazy to talk nonsense and knocked him out with a knife.

"Don't cause fatal injuries or severe disabilities, otherwise you will be criminally responsible!" Officer Higurashi warned from the side.

Ionuma Isao also ignored him.

In the rain, the young man kept walking towards the swordsman holding the sword.

"Wonderful! I didn't expect that your sword skills are as good as your fighting skills." Swordsman Tomita clapped his hands and said, after that, he slowly drew out his sword.

That knife exuded some kind of arrogance.

It seemed like there was something ominous trapped inside the blade, ready to move.

Ionuma Isao's eyes were as bright as fire, and he warned him sharply, just as he was about to take action.

At the same time, Swordsman Tomita suddenly rose up and slashed at him with swords in both hands.

At the same time, Officer Higurashi raised his hand and pulled the trigger without thinking.

If you go under the knife, things will become serious.

As a police officer, he can't ignore it.

"stop!"

"boom--"

Bullets were fired into the sky.

Seeing that they were about to fight, the two people's footsteps stopped at the same time.

"You are lucky that the police are here!" Swordsman Tomita took back his sword.

"Go back and tell Ito that I will pick his lair tonight!" Ionuma Isao also said harsh words.

"I'm afraid you won't come tonight!"

Swordsman Tomita snorted and left the place without caring about the unconscious person.

Officer Higurashi calls these for an ambulance.

"Why are you here again tonight?" Iinuma Isao asked.

"Madam was invited into the office this afternoon. I thought the Red Snapper Team might come back to cause trouble, so I came to take a look."

"You are quite a good policeman."

After hearing this, Officer Higurashi smiled bitterly and felt ashamed.

"Wait here for a while, there is a big case for you to solve." Iinuma Isao said, turned around and went back to the house.

The Huacheng home in the night rain is deserted and quiet.

Wild birds are chirping in the trees, rain is beating on the eaves, and the cherry blossoms in the atrium are as gorgeous as demons.

Ionuma Isao sat cross-legged on the porch, looking at the cherry blossoms in the rain.

In another week, the cherry blossoms in Tokyo will fade, and the time will change from late spring to early summer.

In Hokkaido, the cherry blossoms don’t fade until May, and my mother is particularly annoyed by the tourists who flock to Hokkaido every May to chase the cherry blossoms.

Watching the cherry blossoms on a spring night, memories emerge like a revolving lantern.

His previous life was really ordinary, so ordinary that he didn't even bother to recall it.

The first person I saw when I opened my eyes in this life was a royal sister-type woman with a beautiful face and a very heroic spirit.

At first glance, he liked her so much that he thought it would be great if he could marry her as his wife in this life.

later...

Well, this woman’s name is Iinuma Kaoru.

My home in this life is a small shrine built deep in the mountains of Asahikawa.

Within a radius of five kilometers, there is only one small town with a population of no more than 2000 people.

Every winter, the mountains will be blocked by heavy snow.

The small shrine became an exclusive world for him and Miss Xun.

In that undisturbed world, she taught him reading, writing, painting and playing the piano; she taught him kendo, archery, and martial arts; she taught him the principles of life and shaped his character.

Everything about him was created by her according to her own preferences.

Even the face is the same as hers.

He is Miss Xun's most satisfying work.

More than ten years have passed by in the blink of an eye, and he has reached the age to leave home and venture into the larger world.

A cool breeze blows.

Raindrops hit his face in strands, and the young man let out a breath of turbid air, suddenly waking up from a big dream.

"The memory kill really has a buff bonus. I feel refreshed all over, and I am in good condition..."

Ionuma Isao murmured, stretched his arms lazily, held the handle of the bamboo sword, and recited his favorite Japanese song while dancing with the sword.

"The flowers are fading away,"

"This body is spent in this world in vain,"

"——It keeps raining!"

The air flow divided and the young man's figure changed.

The blade of the sword is clear and clear, and the chanting sound is clear and clear.

Recalling the joy of today's enlightenment and the fierce battle he was about to face, his voice became more and more hearty.

A young man must be so dashing!

"The fox turned into a young man and enjoyed the spring outing at night! Haha..."

Ionuma Isao raised his bamboo sword and pointed it at the sky.

The wind swept the pink petals, passed over the blade, and flew into the sky.

He smiled smugly.

It was as if he had never had a previous life, and his state of mind was that of a teenager.

At the other end of the corridor, just after taking a shower, Huacheng Iori smiled silently when he saw him stopping.

This high-spirited kid is so charming.

If you take away the shortcoming of being a playboy, he is really attractive to women.

If girls met him in their youth, they would probably be haunted by this face in their midnight dreams for the rest of their lives...

Who said no?
Liangzi lived for more than 30 years, and at the cost of death, she let her memories of the previous 20 years fall on her daughter.

For what?
Isn't it just to let her daughter make up for her biggest regret?
Back then, he only had Xingzi and Xun in his eyes;

As for myself, I can only admire their unparalleled light behind them.

That love has been hidden in my heart for more than 30 years.

Nowadays, Kyoko and Xun are both old women, and I am only in my early fifteen... Thinking of this, Huacheng Iori's face showed a winner's smile.

What Kyoko and Kaoru got in the past, she can get now.

And she can also grow up and grow old with Axun, something that these two old women can't even dream of!

This wave, this lady has won!

"Hehe~"

Ionuma Isao, who was quietly watching the cherry blossoms, suddenly heard a little fox-like laughter in his ears.

Looking sideways, in the deep night, the angel was wearing a thin black dress, standing in the dim darkness that was not illuminated by the lights.

The night is like water, and the beauty is like jade.

The evening breeze blew from the side of the corridor, gently fluttering the hem of her skirt.

The hem of the skirt rolled gently against her thighs, and the exposed snow-white calves were the only light in the darkness.

"Have you finished washing?" Iinuma Isao sniffed with the tip of his nose.

Huacheng Iori walked over slowly without speaking.

The breeze blew the hair on her forehead, making her innocent brows look even more ethereal.

The long black hair hanging down to her waist was lightly tied with a red rope. Her childish face looked extremely peaceful, and her eyes reflected the watery night, so pure and beautiful.

She looked at Ionuma Isao calmly, with no emotion on her cold face.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Iinuma Isao's heart skipped a beat.

The angel was already infinitely charming, but now he had a cold look, and his already stunning dimples were even more stunning.

Huacheng Iori glanced at him and smiled softly: "Do it and cripple them directly!"

"okay!"

Ionuma Isao laughed and went out.

(End of this chapter)