131: The Darkest Day in Japanese Animation
"I..."
"Alright, let's take it first."
Shuya sheathed his sword, the hilt pressing against the man's stomach, the icy aura freezing the man immobile.
Then he used the scabbard to poke open the box and saw what was inside.
A box of razor blades gleamed coldly under the light.
Inoue Hikoo: "..."
He realized that the situation was truly dire.
Shuya pulled off the man's hood, revealing his true face.
This was an average-looking young man, who was forcing a fawning smile.
He wasn't a martial artist who cultivated internal energy; he was at the same level as the Four Heavenly Kings.
What are you here for?
Shuya relieved the chill in his throat.
The man tentatively asked, "Passing by?"
Shuya touched the hilt of the sword.
The man became honest. "I'm a fan of the Alien Baby Hikari-chan, and because I'm unhappy with the ending, I wanted to... well... mess with him."
He glanced at Inoue Hikoo somewhat sheepishly.
"How did you find this place?"
Shuya asked, not believing that the man was capable enough to come knocking on his door.
"It's already spread throughout this place."
The man gave a few dry laughs.
"Is that really how it is?"
Shuya find it strange.
It's illegal to cause trouble at someone's home, but if there are too many people causing trouble, the difficulty of law enforcement increases dramatically, and the case will most likely just fizzle out.
So when someone discovered Inoue Hikoo's hiding place, the news spread.
The intention is to drag more people into this mess.
"Alright, that's all for you."
Shuya knocked him unconscious with a punch and casually tossed him out of the corridor; he wouldn't die from that height anyway.
"Shut up? You're just going to throw him out like that?"
Inoue Hikoo asked cautiously.
"Never mind all that, just go back and stay there."
Shuya the Way.
"What about remodeling?"
"Hmph, today I am Kojiro Sasaki."
Shuya left a comment and closed the door, staying outside by himself.
He didn't want to see Inoue Hikoo's stupid face again, so he stood guard outside.
He leaned against the door and could hear that Shizuka Hiratsuka and Hanazawa Sakura had already gotten along well and were calling each other "sister."
I just hope my mom doesn't get infected with the Gorilla virus.
Inoue Hikoo turned on the TV again inside the house.
Shuya clearly hear the protests coming from the television.
According to reporters, large numbers of people from other areas were seen at Tokyo's airport heading towards Inoue Hikoo's company.
Shuya clearly heard Inoue Hikoo swallow nervously.
Haha, if only I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place.
Shuya closed his eyes to rest, ignoring the police officers peering out from a distance, and focused on waiting for the visitor.
A moment later, he heard a sound coming from the stairs.
The stairs in this old apartment building are of poor quality; they make a lot of noise when you step on them.
The person approached without any attempt to conceal their presence.
Shuya; his aura was so distinct.
The man lying in front of the apartment was in a very obvious position; anyone who came by would definitely see him.
This is a warning.
This indicates that someone is guarding this place.
The fact that people still came up under these circumstances is clearly a brilliant move by Inoue Hikoo, which has angered many people.
The person who came was a woman.
Her face was ordinary, but years of martial arts training gave her a special kind of heroic spirit.
When she saw Shuya holding the knife, her expression remained calm; she had already guessed that someone was there.
Shuya turn his head, his tone as calm as still water:
You shouldn't have come.
"But I'm already here."
"Why did you come?"
"For the sake of innocent lives."
"That's just a cartoon character."
"But that doesn't mean we can be maliciously manipulated."
"Inoue Hikoo... must pay the price."
Shuya looked at the bucket of red paint she was carrying and sighed, "Why bother?"
One second later.
The man on the ground now has a companion.
The bucket of red paint was thrown next to her.
The red paint reflected the moonlight, as if it were glowing with an eerie light.
Section 144, Chapter 131: The Darkest Day in the Japan Animation Industry
It was 3 a. m.
The open space in front of the apartment building was already packed with a large crowd.
There were tall, strong housewives wearing aprons and wielding rotten eggs as weapons.
There are middle school students who steal the recorder from the girl they have a crush on to give themselves a buff.
There are unemployed people who use adult video discs as tools to unleash illusions.
There are office workers in suits who modify their briefcases to use as weapons.
There are reckless young people who use skateboards to hit others.
All sorts of bizarre and outlandish things have come out.
There were also some people dressed normally, but the people above were so eye-catching that they were easily overlooked.
Not only in front, but also behind the apartment, a bunch of people were lying down.
They tried to sneak in through the back window, but were all knocked down by Shizuka Hiratsuka's iron fist.
Shuya very reassured about Shizuka Hiratsuka; she was even stronger than him.
Besides, he'd been fighting for half the night and knew these people weren't any experts.
The strongest person is someone who has just gotten angry; they are simply no match for him.
He did sense the aura of experts, but they probably recognized Shuya and didn't come over.
His Natural Martial Bone was no secret; after months of fighting with Shizuka Hiratsuka, everyone who needed to know knew.
With him guarding the gate, they wouldn't dare to come and cause trouble.
But it's only temporary.
If Inoue Hikoo really doesn't change the ending, it's hard to guarantee that no one will cause trouble while Shuya is away.
Shuya couldn't possibly protect them all day long.
Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't possibly come to help every day.
As Shuya stood in front of the door, he practiced his Power of Will while thinking about it.
Night passed, and the sun rose.
Shuya sensed the surrounding aura receding, and a group of police officers began to clean up the scene.
Shuya loosened his muscles and bones, then turned and pushed open the door to enter the apartment.
"Yo, good morning."
Shizuka Hiratsuka wasn't asleep either; she was standing by the window drinking.
Her gauntlets were still clean, but Shuya knew she had beaten up quite a few people yesterday.
Shuya said, "Good morning, and thank you for your hard work."
"It's nothing, I'm just hungry. You'll be in charge of the meals, right?"
"Hmm, I'll wake my mom up; her cooking is better."
After finishing speaking, Shuya went into the room, pulled Inoue Hikoo off the bed, and let him cry out in pain as he crashed to the ground.
Then he gently nudged Hanazawa Sakura and said, "Mom, it's morning."
Hanazawa Sakura groggily murmured "Hmm?" a few times before opening her eyes.
Hanazawa Sakura quickly prepared a table of dishes.
Thinking that her son, Shizuka Hiratsuka, must have used up a lot of energy, she prepared a lot of meat dishes that were not suitable for breakfast.
Shizuka Hiratsuka took a few bites, her eyes lighting up. "Delicious! Much better than your son's cooking!"
"Hehe, then eat more."
Hanazawa Sakura smiled gently and naturally wiped Shizuka Hiratsuka's mouth.
"Snort!"
Inoue Hikoo secretly glared, but having witnessed Shizuka Hiratsuka's fighting prowess yesterday, he dared not speak.
Shuya retorted, equally annoyed, "While it's true, don't you realize I'm only a few years old..."
"Um?"
Hanazawa Sakura looked over with a smile.
"Nothing."
Shuya kept his head down and ate without changing his expression.
Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at Hanazawa Sakura with passionate eyes.
Despite being a very busy and famous voice actress, she is an excellent cook, raises a wonderful son (Shizuka Hiratsuka is unaware of the truth and thinks Hanazawa Sakura raised him), has impeccable makeup and tasteful clothes, and a gentle personality. Her feminine charm is truly explosive.
No wonder Shuya calls himself Gorilla.