CH 11

Small pistols have only ever seen used by villains in a movie.

Especially this small, black pistol, carefully stowed away within Yamamoto’s suit jackets. Some may find the gun useless in comparison with many other guns…

…but to Ryuto, it felt as if the gun was alive; as if he was holding the sword the Gate Guardian used to deter…

“How disgusting! I’m about to throw up!”

Just as Ryuto was fantasizing over the joy of getting ‘The Best Gun in the Warehouse’, Ruri’s disgusted shouts interrupted him.

He turned his head sadly and pouted, “Miss Ruri, is this gun really that disgusting?”

“What? No! The smell of blood on my body makes me want to vomit!”

To deceive Yamamoto, she had to drench herself in fish blood to sell the disguise.

As a noble, Ruri’s body’s natural state is always clean – how could a lady like her bear the pungent smell of fish?!

However, Ryuto admired the fact that she did not hesitate to do so, practically diving into the fish to drench herself in their blood.

Ruri hated the smell of blood, but she hated failure even more.

Therefore, she was willing to do things that disgusted her.

However, now that Yamamoto was incapacitated, Ruri couldn’t shake off the feeling of disgust creeping all over her body.

“Take off your jacket and put mine on.”

Seeing her disgusted look, Ryuto couldn’t help but take off his school jacket and handing it over to her.

Ryuto, like Ruri, studies in Tokyo’s No.1 High School, and both of them were in their uniforms.

Fortunately, it was autumn now, and the school uniforms are all two-piece suits with coats, so Ryuto still had something to wear.

This act of his was warm and masculine – Ruri wasn’t sure how to react.

Before this, she would rather stay in her blood-soaked uniform than wear Kiryu Ryuto’s clothes.

Now that her life was saved by him, she started to warm up to him.

Ruri threw away her sticky and smelly jacket while putting on Ryuto’s jacket.

Engulfed by Ryuto’s manly scent, Ruri couldn’t help but blush a little.

However, when she walked up to Ryuto, her blush faded, replaced by an extremely calm expression.

“The first step of our plan has been accomplished, but it’s an uphill battle from here on out.”

Ruri said this to Ryuto dramatically, looking towards the rusty warehouse door.

Now that Yamamoto has been dealt with, they are safe.

The two of them are like birds freed from their cage, and they can fly wherever they want.

However, Ruri wanted more than freedom.

She wants to completely dismantle Tianmu Yongji’s plan, and make that arrogant woman pay and suffer.

In order to do this, she needed to start small – uproot Yongji’s forces in Ryuto’s group.

Now that Yamamoto has been dealt with, she needs to deal with Sakata.

As long as Sakata is still standing as the advisor, Ryuto and Ruri will still be in danger.

Sakata needs to be dealt with first before they can deal with Yongji.

In order to achieve this, having Yamamoto isn’t enough – the three killers who are approaching the warehouse are also needed.

Judging from the phone call just now, these killers were obviously sent in by Sakata.

If they could capture these three killers alive, alongside the recorded conversation between Yamamoto and Yongji, it would serve as ironclad proof for them.

With a loud bang, Ryuto kicked open the warehouse door alone and walked out.

The sultry sea breeze rushed past his face, making him shiver a little.

“Hey, you two, come over here.”

He walked towards Yamamoto’s two men and called out to them. Once he approached them, he found that they were watching a video together on one of their mobile phones.

It was a video of two men wrestling.

“Master Ryuto, what brings you here?”

Both of them immediately stood at attention.

Ryuto frowned a little and spoke, “I got intel that some old enemies will come over and deal with me in a while. Come back to the warehouse immediately for a counterattack.”

“Old… enemies?”

Hearing such a sudden remark, the two men looked at each other with a sullen look, “How dare they! What did Yamamoto say about this?!”

“He has a… stomach-ache. Let’s go back to the warehouse to prepare.”

“Yes!”

Although they were puzzled as to why Yamamoto had a stomach ache, Ryuto’s orders were final.

There were two more men by the warehouse, squatting by the gate with a brick, ready to attack.

‘But why a brick?’ is the question that ran through all of the men’s head. 

However, since their master ordered them to “hit hard, but don’t kill them,” they had no choice but to use bricks.

Meanwhile, in the dark warehouse, Ruri sat by the unconscious Yamamoto, both of them shrouded in the darkest part of the warehouse. Ryuto stood by the warehouse door, waiting for the killers to arrive.

Sure enough, the frantic sounds of footsteps could be heard.

Ryuto was already used to the footsteps.

Ryuto leaned his body to the left slightly, raising his left hand to his eyes and pointing his right hand towards the entrance, intending to greet the killers with a corny pose.