216 – Ninja Invasion!
The time when the main heroines gather in a place unknown to Yuseong Kim and plot a vicious harem plan.
A savage with dark purple hair, who seemed to have just come down from the mountain, was striding proudly through the middle of Tokyo wearing clogs.
“Sorry, lady, let’s ask for directions.”
“Yes?”
As she walked down the street, the OL woman who inadvertently turned around at her voice calling her name was startled.
That’s because the appearance of the man standing in front of him was never that of a criminal.
About 7 feet (2M) in height and densely packed muscles.
The shaggy hair and long beard protruding from under the beonggeogi hat made viewers automatically think of the old saying, whirlpool dogol.
Should I say that it feels like a person from the Warring States Period suddenly fell into the modern age through a time slip?
“Where do I take the subway to go to this address?”
After belatedly coming to her senses, the OL woman confirmed the address on the paper he held out to her and explained it in a kind tone.
“Ah, if it’s here, you can go straight this way and transfer to the Odawara Line.”
“Thank you.”
The man put a note on the front row with ‘Setagaya Chitose Funabashi Station’ written on it and tried to hurry on his way.
However, the OL woman, who looked somewhat uneasy at the man’s appearance, grabbed the man’s sleeve as she hurriedly left.
“Stir!”
“……?”
“If you’ll excuse me, can I show you the way? For some reason, I feel like if I send it like this, I’ll get lost again.”
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The middle-aged man, receiving her worried stare, chuckled when he realized that he had been misunderstood because of his shabby clothes.
“hahahaha! Lady, thank you for your concern, but this is not the first time I have visited Tokyo. I acted like this for a reason, but I am definitely a civilized person.”
Saying that, the middle-aged man mischievously blinked at her and took something out of her arms and handed it to her.
“I don’t know what to say in return, but if you need help later, call this number.”
With a bewildered expression on her hand, she held a business card.
‘Fixer’
Kotaro Kazama.
That was the name the man is currently using.
***
For third-year high school students, November was a time when college entrance exams were just around the corner.
No matter how much people give up their studies, they usually open books on their own during this time.
However, the entrance examination was a completely different story for Yukika, who had no intention of going to university because she had to take over the family business of the ninja family.
“Yukika!”
“Ugh!”
Unlike 1st and 2nd graders, 3rd graders didn’t finish school quickly just because they had an exam in the morning, so Yukika, who was about to eat a rice ball discarded from a convenience store yesterday for lunch, suddenly heard a voice behind her and gave a confused expression. Turned her head back.
“What happened all of a sudden, Ayabe.”
“Ah~ Feel free to call me Nana~”
The girl who speaks nicely is Ayabe Nana, the manager of the newspaper club at Ichijo Academy.
Originally, it was a one-sided relationship, but recently, with the introduction of Kim Yoo-sung, they went to the same fitness club, and it became a one-sided relationship.
As a former head of the kendo club, Yukikawa, who has a fairly naive personality, and Ayabe, who has a free spirit, are completely opposite.
However, she did not have a harsh personality to the point that she would not spit on her smiling face, and would kick out her opponent who approached her warmly.
“Why don’t you eat with other friends and eat alone?”
“…Because I’m basically a fast food person. I can’t keep up with other people’s eating speed.”
Actually, her lunch today consisted of convenience store rice balls and oolong tea.
It’s hard to believe that you’re a high school girl in her prime. It’s such a simple meal.
However, during the long three-year period, she was willing to do even this much for Yukika, who had become a habit of saving everything because of her tight wallet.
Because it is a much better life than drinking sugar water because there is no money for food or eating only konjac for three meals a day.
However, she didn’t feel the need to explain the situation in every detail, so Yukika, who roughly explained the reason, took a bite of the tuna mayo rice ball that had just been peeled off the plastic.
Seeing Yukika like that, she said as if Ayabe couldn’t understand.
“I usually eat so poorly, how can I have such a good figure? Does everything I eat go to my chest? Or is it genetic superiority?”
Actually, Yukika’s body was so glamorous that I wondered if this was really Japanese.
Overwhelming sense of volume that cannot be hidden with a flat school uniform.
Needless to say, Ichijo Academy’s school uniform was also a sailor suit, so when she stretched out, her belly button was naturally exposed because of the curtains on her breasts.
“I don’t know. Just when I realized it, it was already grown.”
If Karen, a junior in the kendo club, heard it, it was clear that she would have shed bloody tears, but from the point of view of the person concerned, it was nothing.
Ayabe said that she had recently gained weight and started exercising, so when she heard Yuki Ka’s words, ‘I realized that it was big breasts’, she ran away from home in a moment of amazement, but she soon regained her senses and returned to her original self. Purpose was brought out.
“Rather than that, Yukika, are you going to exercise tonight too? If it’s okay, tell me how to exercise.”
“How to exercise?”
“Yes. The director kindly informed me of this and that, but it’s difficult because I’m trying to do it alone. It’s scary to ask the male members, and the only thing I can think of is you, Yukika.”
Certainly, it was really difficult for a normal high school girl to talk to the members of that fitness club full of stagnant water.
“Well, if that’s the case…”
“Oops! Thanks!”
Ayabe clings to Yukika with great joy.
Yukika was annoyed by Ayabe’s pretending to be friendly and took another bite of her rice ball.
***
After school.
Since she retired from the kendo club, she had no reason to stay at school until late, so Yukika went straight home.
Today, there was a place I had to stop by before going home.
It was because it was the day when there was a mart time sale that only happens once a week.
Pulling out her shopping cart from her house to save money on her envelope, Yukika tucked it on her forearm and ran straight to the shopping street, afraid to get off at her station.
Because the vitality of the housewives living in this village was so great, there was a possibility that if it was too late, she would not have anything left to buy.
And perhaps because this ominous premonition always comes true, there is now only one 10-cooked egg left on the shelf in the fresh corner of the mart.
But Yukika wasn’t the only one aiming for it.
A housewife in her 40s came running after hearing about the time sale.
A housewife in her 30s appeared on the corner while drifting in a stroller.
It’s time to roast sesame seeds, and the newlyweds and others went shopping together.
Yukika involuntarily swallowed her saliva at the appearance of her fierce rivals.
Because from now on, it was really a race against time.
Finally, four people move at the same time.
“Kuk!”
A housewife in her 40s, who was a little late in starting, came running, pushing the people around her with overwhelming force.
The driving skills of a housewife in her 30s who became one with the stroller with the baby in it were also unusual.
The young blood who tried to suppress it purely physically, and the newlyweds were also dark horses.
However, it was Yukika who lifted the championship trophy by beating all the rivals.
Because she was a NINJA.
No matter how long they flew, they were inferior in front of Yukika, who had learned the quick swordsmanship, the step of trust, which only the head of the Fuma clan could learn.
‘I won! Egg rolls for dinner tonight!’
As a winner, Yukika, who had All her own 10 Pieces of special eggs for 100 yen, felt the small happiness of everyday life and headed straight to the checkout.
***
She went back to her room with eggs, a pretty satisfying booty.
However, it was an unexpected guest who was waiting for Yukika in front of the stairs in her room.
“It’s been a while. Yuki.”
“…….”
Wow!
Yukika asked in a trembling voice, clutching a basket full of eggs that was so startled that it almost slipped out of her hands for a moment.
“No way… Is that your father?”
The answer to her question was short.
“Yes.”
About 10 years ago.
A man who suddenly disappeared on the day the world turned white with snow falling from the sky.
The 17th Kotaro Fuma.
And he is also the biological father of Yukika Fuma, the current deputy head of the family.
“I’m hungry. Could you give me some food?”
***
At most, it’s a small room that would fill up with two people lying down.
The father and daughter, who reunited after about 10 years, quietly ate with a small table in between.
The side dishes were egg rolls, soybean paste soup, and boiled potatoes shared by neighbors.
However, Fuma Kotaro, who ate his daughter’s rice as if blindfolded by Maparam, kept fiddling with his beard to see if it bothered him, and eventually shaved it himself while looking in the mirror.
Of course, it was his fingers that replaced the razor.
Fuma Kotaro was a superman who had perfectly mastered the secret martial art of the Fuma clan, the trust of the wind.
While he was doing it, he roughly tidied up his nearly sporadic hair and sat down in front of his daughter, who had waited patiently for him to finish shaving.
“Well, since we haven’t seen each other in a while, there must be a lot you want to say. I’ll answer anything, so ask anything.”
With her father’s permission granted, Yukika clutched at her trembling heart and asked.
“Why did you suddenly appear?”
From Yukika’s point of view, it was a question with many implications.
Her father is a man who hasn’t shown his face to his family in about 10 years.
And Fuma Kotaro’s answer to that question was simple.
“Yuki, I came to see what kind of guy your groom-to-be is.”
I hear you are called the strongest in Japan?