Even Inosuke, who had been lying peacefully in the corner, quietly tidied up his pigsty, then moved two meters farther back.
Shinazugawa coughed awkwardly.
He said that what had just happened was only an accident.
He had been great at pulling radishes as a child, so he had demonstrated his skills on the spot.
After all, he had thought that a massage just meant pulling on someone's shoulders. Who couldn't do something that simple?
But who could have known?
He had screwed up royally!
Shinazugawa swept a guilty glance over the three brothers. "You could all tell that was an accident, right? Who's next?"
No one made a sound.
An awkward silence settled over them.
Somewhat embarrassed, Shinazugawa said, "It's fine. I've already learned how to massage properly. I'll make it up to you next. Are you sure you don't want to try?"
The Tomioka Brothers shook their heads in unison.
Their refusal was utterly decisive.
A vein bulged on Shinazugawa's forehead. "Are you scared?"
Still, no one made a sound.
Shinazugawa's temper flared at once.
He pointed straight at the person closest to him. "You're the second brother, right? You're up!"
Without waiting for Tomioka Jiro to resist, he reached a scar-covered hand toward Fukuoka Jiro.
Just as Shinazugawa's demonic claw was about to touch Tomioka Jiro.
Just as Tomioka Jiro was about to sink into despair.
A man's figure suddenly appeared behind Shinazugawa.
Handsome and dashing, with a tall, straight figure, he was like a ray of dawn in the darkness!
Jiro instantly saw hope before him.
Smack!
Someone caught Shinazugawa's hand.
Su Chen's voice rang out behind Shinazugawa. "Shinazugawa, who taught you to train people like this?"
"Do you think you're training yourself? Even a dog would die under training this intense!"
At that, Shinazugawa turned his