Enjo and the gang are at a Restaurant in a small part of the City. They were celebrating their victory, and new Partnership with the Kaminokaze Family. They were together in a large booth, eating together happily. A few of them were quite drunk, like Taberu and Kireina. Enjo was off talking with Fumetsu and Gomu.
“Didn’t expect you to become so powerful. Kind thought you’d end up being dead weight honestly~” Fumetsu teased.
“D-didn’t expect it myself! That weird Thing I absorbed did a number on me!” Gomu excitedly responded.
“Alright, we’re not done.” Enjo said, taking out his phone. “There’s something else that’s a bit concerning-”
Enjo was interrupted by the door swinging open suddenly. A tall looking man with pure white hair and a tracksuit jacket walked in. His pupils were white, and his blue irises shone in the dark. Enjo looked up at the man, seeming a bit angry. The man looks directly at Enjo and walks over.
“...Furui.” Enjo said, coldly. “What do you want?”
“...Been a while…” The Man said, with his hands in his pockets. “Little Brother.”
Enjo and Furui glared at each other for a few moments, when Furui spoke.
“You have to stop.” He said, looking Enjo in the eye. “Get out of the Yakuza Business.”
“Excuse me?” Enjo asked, crossing his arms. “Who are you to dictate how I should live my life?”
“If you stay as a Yakuza, you and your little Friends are just gonna get hurt.” Furui said, coldly. “You know that.”
“Which is exactly why I’m prepared.” Enjo said.
Fumetsu reached out and grabbed Furui’s shoulder. He then spoke,
“That’s enough out of you.” He said. “He already has his mind made up.”
Furui slowly lifted his hand and put it on Fumetsu’s chest. Fumetsu was suddenly hit by a blast that splattered him into chunks all over the floor, wall, and ceiling!
“Don’t interfere with a Family Conversation, you piece of shit.” He said, showing no care, despite potentially having just taken a life.
Enjo suddenly fired a giant blast at Furui, which startled everyone else in the bar, making them give their full attention to the scene. Furui reached up and grabbed Enjo’s shirt. He didn’t have a single burn on him! He threw Enjo against the wall behind him.
“You knew that wasn’t going to work.” He said, glaring down at Enjo.
Enjo shot flames from his elbow, propelling his fist towards Furui, but Furui vanished, reappearing behind him! Enjo attempted to counter, by using the momentum to continue swinging his arm, in order to hit Furui behind him, but Furui just reached up and grabbed his hand. Enjo’s hand was then suddenly atomized! Enjo fell back, gripping where his hand once was, as Gomu grabbed Furui from behind!
“Leave him alone!” Gomu started to yell, but then her body passed through him, as if trying to hold onto a ghost!
As she turned to face him, what looked like a glowing yellow beam of light shot from the palm of Furui’s hand, blasting a giant hole through her chest, and sending her flying through the nearby wall! Furui walked towards the door, then opened it, turning back to Enjo.
“Think about it.” Furui said, then walked out, leaving.
The others ran over to Gomu and Enjo, making sure they were okay. Fumetsu finished regenerating and ran over, as well. Gomu had no problem healing, so everyone was mostly just concerned with Enjo, who was having trouble regenerating his hand.
“H-hold still!” Gomu said, taking Enjo’s hand.
She manipulated her hand to essentially form a new hand on Enjo’s stump. Enjo got up, feeling his new hand. It felt and looked exactly the same as his old hand was.
“That’s...pretty incredible…” Enjo said, looking at his hand.
“Enjo…” Fumetsu said. “Who was that?!”
Enjo was quiet for a moment, then he stood up and said,
“That was my Older Brother, Furui Netsu.”
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