Injustice League: Tokyo Limited Edition

"Ha, there's a rule like that?"

Fujino was a little surprised and complained, "What kind of billiards bar is adults-only? It even has a dress code... This American billiards bar isn't some shady place, is it? Let me make this clear first: I'm not going anywhere shady."

"Shady?"

Nakamori Aoko blinked stupidly, unable to understand what Fujino meant.

"That's all just for appearances. They've made the place into some high-end establishment. Students in school uniforms would definitely ruin the atmosphere if they went in."

Terai Konosuke placed a brass-colored cup on the bar. "Honestly, billiards are only fun when you can enjoy yourself to the fullest. Age and clothing have nothing to do with it."

"Mr. Fujino, your Jacky Wells is ready."

"Thanks, old man."

"But why do I feel like the name Jacky Wells was chosen to pay tribute to someone?"

"Jacky Wells, the kid from Heywood. A truly great man."

Fujino picked up his glass, drained it in one gulp, and slammed it onto the table. "Anyway, I'll take the job."

It's just winning a cue stick. Is that really necessary?

Why do I get the feeling you're heading off to fight for your life?

Kuroba Kaito could not help complaining inwardly before asking, "But with how you're always so unprofita—"

Fujino glanced at him from the corner of his eye, a glint flashing through his pitch-black pupils.

"What did you say?"

"I meant... noble and selfless!"

Kuroba Kaito hastily rephrased himself. "Yeah, that's right. With your noble and selfless personality, are you not charging a commission fee this time?"

"Normally, I should charge a million yen for a job like this. But since I'm such a noble and selfless person, I'll let it go for Old Man Terai's sake."

Fujino nodded in satisfaction and pushed his empty