Novel & Cerita Hagakure X Ojiro

Captain Hiragi trains us himself. When we headed to the back of the camp where we train, the others were already there. There are only four of us- me, Marco, Josaiah, and Xy. I’m a marksman. I use an electrified steel bow that generates its own steel charged arrows. Marco Kleighs is an assassin. He uses daggers that poison the blood of the flesh it is pierced or slashed on. Even the smallest and slightest of cuts can kill the person in a matter of seconds. Josaiah Solace is the warrior, the fighter who has the best combat skills in the squad. He carries laser induced plasma twin blades that shade the color emerald. Xy Caurus is the creator or the inventor. He runs the ground game- creating

As I came around the corner, I realized I had found Hachiro. “Come on, mother fuckers? You think you’re tough cause you got to join a yakuza clan. Bring it fuckers? I was born into this clan. I was the personal bodyguard of the heir. I was the guard of Kitsune. You pathetic whelps ain’t got shit on me. You only managed to catch me because you gassed our house. And if my wife or baby are hurt from that, I’m resurrecting you to kill you again.” Hachiro was shouting as he used a steel pipe to bash in heads.

“What are you going to show us? Snowflake rain? Or what?” Haku didn’t really like Jiro since he’s a bully. He would be good in front of the adults, and then be a prick behind them to others. He didn’t know why some of the classmates like Jiro more than him, but he didn’t really care by that point because he didn’t think it was important. “No. Something else… A typhoon, but with ice,” Haku said. Jiro looked at him with disgusted look. “Ew. Typhoon is Akio’s specialty. You’re going to steal it and add ice?”

T-Rex said as they both continue the stare while the tension rise. "I know i can't count on you two," a voice said as the tension between T-Rex and Henshitu-sha reached the point that it seems they will be fighting soon. Over...Overseer," Henshitu-sha stuttered as they both saw a man that has a dignified look on him, the man was wearing a mid era Japanese kimono and has a feminine look on him, he had a black hair but the tip of his hair where a bit purple matching with his eyes that was purplish, he can't be described as being handsome but beautiful .

“Yasu-san… Press the brake when I tell you. It’s gonna be timing that matters here. That exact moment when you press the brake create a domain. Do you understand?” “It’s catching up… Its close to laying its hands on Akihiko!” says Seirei while finding the sniper under the seat with another black whip made out of energy. “He’ll be fine. Just a few moments away from being ruptured by a… what was it called again?” “AN ORGAN GOUGER!” “But wait. Wasn’t it a consumer…?” “No one cares! I want to survive at least with this body once! Here, take this cr*p!” says Seirei while tossing the sniper to Ayame in the back.

"There's a critter in there. It doesn't think like a human, but it has a superpower and could wield it well. You could study it." Jouri quickly nodded. "By the way, do you know the hag?" Frank shook his head. "No. Do you?" Jouri smiled. "Nope. But I've seen photos of her—her list of crimes is as long as my arm, and I'm surprised she came to Shagan. By luck, she even ran into you, or who knows how many others would die otherwise. "Anyway, I digress! She has an impressive apprentice, who would definitely come after you for revenge when she finds out."

"You look like you just saw a ghost, Hugo." "Shinjiro just hit the private slips," Hugo rasped, stepping into the lamplight. "He’s taking delivery of heavy crates straight from a offshore run. My boys couldn't get eyes on the inside, but the crates are military-grade. The bastard didn't run to the airport, Dom. He stayed to fight." Dominic paused, the amber glass freezing an inch from his lips. "You actually thought a little federal asset freeze would make a Takahashi crawl into a hole? Shinjiro is a rabid dog, Hugo. He’s going to bite until you break his neck."

I complained. In the car, Dexter ask me various questions and gives me a lot of information on how to handle the Yakuza and how their custom and stuff. Well, some make me culture shock but that's also fine. I learn Japanese due to my likings to their culture but Yakuza's culture is quite something. Their hierarchy though is not as complex as ours in America. Dexter smiles knowing that I'm well prepared about this. In a way, I exceeded his expectation. From his information, the Yakuza hierarchy starts with the boss called Oyabun, then the second in command which is called Wakagashira, and his lieutenant called Shategashira. Other than that, Yakuza have their personal advisor or Cheif of Staff

At this moment, Hiroshi felt that his worldview had been turned upside down. It was such a shocking revelation to him that the famous sixth leader of the yakuza had died at the hands of a Ninjutsu master. However, he dared not doubt Yahiko’s words because he knew Yahiko’s character very well. The man would never say anything he wasn’t sure of. If he said something, it must be that he had some special sources to make sure that it was indeed the truth.

"Helena, do you mind if I steal young Tsao from you? It'll only be a minute. I just want to talk to him a bit" I don't know why, but his serious attitude makes me nervous. From what little I know of them, Hiraku is the most mysterious of them all. Perhaps he is the leader in the shadows of the group. Not only is he the oldest, he is also the most composed and appears to be the most cautious. "No problem, just let me do something first" I throw some tubers into the fire as I stand up to follow Hiraku, the atmosphere is dense and my anxiety rises. His eyes say he knows something i don't and it's unsettling me.