Watching the weirdo in a black tokusatsu costume swagger inside, the tattoo-sleeved man and Scarface gaped, overcome by a surreal sense of absurdity.
What kind of lunatic barged into a Boryokudan gathering in the middle of the night wearing such a ridiculously embarrassing outfit? Were we drunk?
"Justice in action! Hand over all your money!"
The tattoo-sleeved man and Scarface exchanged several looks, then burst out laughing together.
"Ahahaha! Okano, besides Kagawa doing manzai, did you hire a clown to perform too?" Scarface slapped the table, laughing until tears came out.
Okano, the tattoo-sleeved man, did not know whether to laugh or cry either.
"Has some Airin bum gone mad from poverty and come to poke the tiger?"
"I'll say it again. Hand over all your money! This is to help the weak. It's a just cause, and you can atone for your sins too," Kamen Rider said solemnly.
"I don't want to hurt you badly, much less kill anyone. Just hand over the money, and I'll leave."
"Ahahahaha!"
The Yakuza in the establishment immediately roared with laughter.
"Is there a mental hospital near Airin?"
"Who is this guy? Does he think he's some kind of superhero?"
"That tokusatsu costume-he's Kamen Rider! Kamen Rider counts as a superhero."
Kamen Rider truly was a household franchise in Japan. Even the Yakuza had fans among them.
"Sorry, Tsuruoka. You had to sit through this farce." The tattoo-sleeved man waved, and two Yakuza underlings behind him stepped forward.
"Break this lunatic's legs and dump him in the trash."
"Before you throw this freak out, take off his helmet. I want to see what he looks like," Scarface snorted.
The two Yakuza underlings cracked their knuckles and surrounded Tosu Hideo with grins.
"Let me take on this so-called Kamen Rider."
"Me first."
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