Regressor’s Life After Retirement - Chapter 238

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[ Tokyo War Project (5) ]

Both sides for several days After pushing and pulling while coordinating these detailed provisions,

the location of the grand battle was decided in front of the newly built Korean Embassy in Japan on the outskirts of Shinjuku.

And on the same day.

Murmur.

People who came first were waiting for today’s protagonists around the special stage set up for the two.

“Who will win?”

“Of course, Musashi is Japan’s strongest man.”

“well. The Shinjuku Rangers are also not ordinary….”

The lords of other cities attended as inductees.

Broadcasting station reporters and cameramen.

Selected superhumans and officials from both sides.

Several politicians and Korean diplomatic missions were sitting in the audience.

Dozens of cameras were broadcasting the scene live, and filming drones were flying in the sky.

Beyond Tokyo, the entire Japanese archipelago was focusing its attention on this fight.

‘The one who loses today’s showdown will surrender.’

Because that fact was known.

In other words, the winner would take over Tokyo.

The parties had not yet arrived, but the excitement was already palpable.

And after a while, the two superhumans who would determine the outcome of the war arrived.

“You’re safe!”

“Japan’s strongest!”

The first to arrive was the Musashi & Izanami alliance. When the two lords got out of the limousine, flash fires poured in from all directions.

Click, click, click!

Musashi stood in the photo zone with a stiff expression. He did not want to be part of this clowning, but there was a strong demand from the prime minister.

“…I feel like a monkey at the zoo.”

After muttering briefly, Musashi ignored the request for an interview and entered the waiting room. Ryunosuke, who followed him, also seemed to be in a bad mood.

Immediately after Musashi disappeared, a large van entered the entrance.

This time the atmosphere was completely different from before.

“It’s Shinjuku Ranger!”

“Wow!”

Loud cheers erupted from the back of the audience. Shinjuku citizens gathered outside the stadium.

“We must win!”

“Smash it to pieces!”

It was like extreme fans following an idol. People were seen picketing and waving placards.

“Thank you!”

The stiff-armed rangers took fighting poses in the photo zone, and Red, the representative of the rangers, gave a brief interview while sweating coldly.

“Red Ranger. How do you feel about playing today?”

“I definitely plan to win.”

“The opponent is a man known to be the strongest in Japan. Do you have a winning strategy?”

“I’ve trained hard, so I think there will be good results…”

Red was once running through the streets of Shinjuku and shouting ‘Peace today!’, but having so many eyes focused on him was a different level of pressure.

Moreover, the person playing today was Red.

‘How did I…’ Even

if I regretted it, I couldn’t turn it back. He was destined to fight against Japan’s strongest superhuman in a little while.

Ugh….

Red strengthened his shaky legs and struck a fighting pose toward the camera in front of him.

“We, Shinjuku Rangers, will protect Japan’s peace! peace!”

***

[The game will start in 10 minutes!]

Wow!

A shout that seemed to carry the city away erupted outside the waiting room. Musashi, who was quietly meditating, frowned and sighed.

“War is no child’s play…”

The city was still at war. It was a situation where guns and swords could be brandished if there was even a slight difference in each other’s opinions.

But what does this atmosphere mean?

As if there was a big professional wrestling match, the opponent prepared a large outdoor stadium and attracted them.

‘I agreed because I had no other options, but… what on earth is this plan?’

Daejeonjeon.

In other words,

it is difficult to express in words the absurdity Musashi felt when he received a proposal to decide the winner or loser by having the strongest superhuman from each side of the Ikkito (一騎討) camp.

“…You want to discuss your diary with me?”

I couldn’t believe it, so I asked several times, but I got the same answer.

The enemies wanted to end the war with this one fight.

Even though everything is in their favor.

‘Why are you fighting a fight you’re sure you’ll lose?’

My first thought was that it was a trap. A suspicion that they are trying to lure you into a trap and eliminate you.

However, after several official documents were exchanged, those doubts disappeared.

They wanted to conduct the diary debate in an open place in front of numerous witnesses.

In other words, the possibility of a conspiracy being involved here was slim.

After much deliberation, Musashi and Ryunosuke had no choice but to accept the enemy’s proposal.

‘It’s a fight I can’t lose.’

And today.

Although I was notified in advance, I had no idea that they had decorated the stage so extravagantly.

“How dare you make me a spectacle….”

“Damn it. What are you dissatisfied with? “You’re the main character today, right?”

These were the words of Ryunosuke who was next to me. He has been under low pressure for several days.

Musashi knew the reason.

‘A simple bastard. He’s dissatisfied because he couldn’t represent himself.’

The two formed an alliance as equals, but it was Musashi who represented them in this fight today.

The title of ‘Japan’s Strongest’.

Even Ryunosuke, who lives in a state of pride, had no choice but to give in to Musashi when it came to his skills.

Of course, this does not mean that it was done obediently.

“shit. If it were the sea, I would be the strongest…”

A look of disapproval was evident on Ryunosuke’s face as he grumbled. He growled at Musashi.

“If you lose, I will kill you.”

Eat.

A sneer appeared on Musashi’s lips.

Since the First Gate, this man has never fought anything and lost.

Tsutsutsutsu…!

As Musashi raised his magical power, his presence filled the room. Ryuunosuke gritted his teeth as the pressure took his breath away.

“Don’t assume that you and I have the same skills just because we are the same lord.”

“……”

Ryunosuke pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, but eventually closed his mouth. And left the room.

-bang!

“It’s good to be quiet.”

In the quiet room, Japan’s strongest man enjoyed his alone time.

At the same time, Shinjuku Ranger’s waiting room was chaos itself.

“Uh oh what should I do!?”

Hayato (Red) was breathing heavily as if he was having a panic attack. My heart was racing like crazy and my hands were sweating. He looked like he was about to faint at any moment.

“Musashi’s opponent is Musashi! A superman who cuts monsters like tofu! How could I…”

Hayato seemed to feel sorry for the trembling Hayato, so Rin grabbed his shoulder and made him sit down.

“Calm down, brother. Didn’t you hear about Master Black? “You said you were an opponent you could beat.”

“But…”

Red looked around the waiting room with anxious, shaking eyes. Their teacher Black was not here right now.

“Black….”

Last night was the last training. After training, Black called the rangers over and said this.

[Today is the last day to meet you. You won’t see me anymore.]

‘Huh? black? So suddenly…’

‘Why all of a sudden!’

To the confused rangers, Black said he had nothing more to teach you.

And he said this to Red, who was anxious ahead of the showdown with Musashi.

[Red. believe in yourself With your current skills, this is an opponent you can easily defeat.]

‘It’s impossible. I’d rather have Black fight…’

Black would be able to defeat even Musashi, Japan’s strongest. Hayato was sure.

But Black shook his head.

[That makes no sense. You must end this fight.]

‘Black…’

Hayato felt like he was about to cry. Why does this person trust him so much?

I couldn’t say I couldn’t do it in front of him.

Hayato calmed his trembling heart and nodded, and Black smiled and left.

And now he is no more.

“Am I never going to see Black again?…”

“Maybe…”

“…….”

Rin and Sakai’s expressions also became solemn at Hayato’s words. Green (Shin), who was sitting in a corner of the waiting room, held back his laughter.

“Shin Rin Sakai…”

Hayato made eye contact with the members one by one. His expression was even more serious.

“Even if I die today, don’t be hasty in seeking revenge. What is more important than my revenge is the peace of Japan…”

“Stop being so unlucky!”

Pow!

Rin’s fist landed squarely in Hayato’s abdomen. Hayato bowed and crouched for a while.

“Oops! hey! What are you doing! To the person who has to go fight in a little while!”

Rin smiled and said to Hayato, who was shouting with his face turning red.

“Isn’t it better now than shaking like you just did?”

“Hmm…”

Hayato scratched his head sheepishly. It was true that getting hit by Rin eased some of the tension.

“Hayato. “We trust you.”

Sakai came over and placed his hand on Hayato’s shoulder. Even though he finished his silent training, he still spoke little.

Instead, actions were faster than words.

Pow!

“Ugh… why are you…?”

Sakai said with a grin to Hayato, who was looking at his friend with an expression of disbelief.

“Relax.”

“I got hit by Rin and everything went away, man!”

The three soon began bickering as usual.

Hayato leads the team with his lively personality.

Sakai is quiet, but keeps the team focused.

Although she is the youngest member of the team, Lin sometimes takes care of her older brothers like a mother.

Shin took a step back and looked at the warm atmosphere created by those three with a grin.

‘They’re good people.’

I thought I knew why the landlord chose these people. Whether when they were weak or now, they remained the same.

“Our youngest. Come on. “Let’s hug before we go to the game.”

Hayato called out to Shin and hugged him tightly. Sakai stroked the boy’s head and Rin rubbed his cheek.

“Cute….”

“Our youngest is cute.”

“Ugh…”

The boy was the strongest among the members after Black, but unlike Black, who had a strong sense of being a strict teacher, Green had everyone’s cuteness.

It was then that the staff came to the waiting room.

“You have to go on stage in three minutes. Please get ready.”

“All right. Phew….”

Hayato stood up and took a deep breath. The young man’s expression hardened as if what he had been laughing and talking about just now was a lie.

But it was no longer a look of fear.

It was an expression that can only be seen on people with clear determination.

“I will be back.”

Hayato, wearing a helmet, went up to the stage.

Wow!

At the appearance of the Red Ranger, loud cheers poured out as if the stage was about to leave.

***

Two men stood face to face on a special stage. The people who filled the stands chanted the name of the person they were rooting for.

“Musashi! Musashi!”

One is a man who upon awakening became the strongest man in Japan.

When the First Gate attacked Japan, the legend of Musashi single-handedly slaughtering numerous monsters was still often talked about.

“Ranger Red! Red! Red!”

The young man standing on the other side is Shin Seong, who has recently begun to rapidly become famous. A righteous hero who travels throughout the metropolitan area, saving countless people and spreading hope.

[In this duel, the losing side agreed to surrender to the winning side. Do the representatives of each camp agree to this?]

The Prime Minister stood up first and answered the question of the host holding the microphone.

“I agree.”

However, Ryunosuke, who was sitting in the seat opposite him, only frowned and did not get up.

“…….”

[I agree….]

“I agree.”

Instead, it was Musashi who answered. The host looked at him and Ryunosuke alternately for a moment, then nodded his head.

[I understand.]

Official documents have already been exchanged between both sides. Moreover, there were so many witnesses. The question was just a courtesy.

[Then the duel for the fate of Tokyo begins now!]

The host stepped back and Red took a stance with his sword in hand.

“Regardless of the situation, I respect you as a prosecutor. Have a good game today….”

“Sweetheart.”

With a chilling voice, Musashi pulled out his katana. Slurp. The blade reflected the sunlight and shined dazzlingly.

Musashi said, slowly closing the gap.

“You die today.”

[Tokyo War Project (5)] End

ⓒ Ganjjajang