Kenji Yamaguchi Novels & Stories

Yamaguchi was Japanese. He turned to me, still calm, and said, 'I can tell straight away what sport you play.' I sighed. This was his attempt to become my buddy. No teacher had succeeded previously, so he was fighting a battle he couldn’t win. He had already singled me out as a target, a problem child. So, this was his way to remedy the problem. The so-called good teachers tried to be your friend. With me, it never worked, though; I don’t want to be friends with a teacher, we are way too different.

Beta Yuriko lets go of the laughter she had been holding back as soon as the sound of her retreating form was gone. Kenji turns disapproving eyes in Yuriko’s direction. “What?” She asks innocently. “That woman is the worst.” She spits out. Kenji sighs, running his hand down his face. “As true as that is, she is still Jamari’s mother, and our host.” Yuriko shrugs, unapologetic. Kenji shakes his head like a father exasperated with one of his children.

After that, I found out who was backing him—it was none other than Ito Hiro, the son of Kenji Ito, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan. He was a spoiled brat in high school, only knowing how to mess around with women and drink. It wasn’t until Kenji Ito threatened him—saying he’d give away leadership of the Yamaguchi-gumi if he didn’t make something of himself—that he tried to prove his worth. So, encouraged by others, he made the foolish decision to come all the way to the States to make a move against me. He was an i.diot. He tried to kill me, so why would I spare him?

The commentator's voice was soon heard as he professionally introduced the two fighters. "In one corner of the ring stood Yuka "The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat.