# 645
# Chapter 646: Exterminate Them All
Due to the festival, there were far fewer people on Dōtonbori tonight than usual.
Three handsome young men in patterned yukata and a middle-aged man holding a little girl's hand walked leisurely toward the Black Parasol Club.
Lin Qiye, Small Gold, and Amemiya Haruki each had a skewer of grilled meat in hand as they walked and ate. As Uncle Kyōsuke would say, this was just a tiny reward for their good publicity work tonight...
Eating the grilled skewers, Lin Qiye felt a twinge of softness in his heart and decided to give Uncle Kyōsuke a cheerful bright red麻袋麻袋 tonight.
"Seven Nights Brother! Uncle Kyōsuke agreed to let me bring Crane Grandma over, she'll stay at the club with us from now on!" Yuzuri Nana ran excitedly to Lin Qiye's side, saying.
"Hm?" Lin Qiye's brow lifted slightly, seemingly surprised. "Bringing Crane Grandma over?"
Lin Qiye looked at Uncle Kyōsuke walking at the back, confusion flickering in his eyes.
A normal boss would want their employees to work like beasts, squeezing every ounce of value from them, but Uncle Kyōsuke's behavior left Lin Qiye somewhat puzzled...
Hiring Yuzuri Nana was already beyond Lin Qiye's expectations. After all, she was just a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl. Though very diligent, there were things she definitely couldn't do as well as a professional server, yet he chose to hire her anyway and gave her a generous salary.
If this was to retain Lin Qiye, the rising star host, it could be understood. But now he was willing to bring Crane Grandma over, which completely exceeded Lin Qiye's comprehension.
Bringing a seventy-something-year-old grandmother to a host club—wasn't that just asking for trouble?
"Right! Uncle Kyōsuke is so nice!" Yuzuri Nana said with a brilliant smile. "From now on, we can be together forever."
Lin Qiye looked at Yuzuri Nana's smile, his heart feeling complicated. The Yuzuri Nana he knew had always been a mature little adult who made people's hearts ache from the start. This was the first time he saw such a pure smile of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl on her face.
But he didn't respond, because he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't stay here for long.
Though, if Yuzuri Nana could stay here and live happily... wouldn't that be也不错?
Yuzuri Nana bounced along at the front, the pale pink cherry blossom hairpin swaying gently under the neon lights, a few wisps of hair dancing in the air. She smiled like a blossom in full bloom.
The other four followed behind her, all with faint smiles on their lips.
Yuzuri Nana turned the corner, about to walk into the club, when she suddenly froze in place.
She stared blankly ahead, where the end of what should have been a brightly lit street was now pitch black.
"Why did you stop?" Small Gold asked, confused. He turned the corner and, seeing the scene ahead, also froze.
At the end of the dark street, the ground was covered with shattered glass, reflecting the hazy moonlight like a carpet of scattered silver laid on the ground. The club's doors and windows had all been smashed to pieces. The high-end neon sign had fallen to the ground, its characters crooked and twisted, with occasional sparks sputtering from the neon tubes, illuminating a corner of the dark street.
Inside the club, the front desk had been smashed, the cabinets displaying expensive liquor had been emptied and ransacked, a dozen wine bottles lay broken on the floor, their contents forming a lake that slowly flowed, soaking the toppled restaurant tables and chairs.
The Black Parasol Club was a complete mess.
"This is..." Lin Qiye's brow furrowed tightly.
Amemiya Haruki's eyes narrowed slightly. He turned to exchange a glance with Lin Qiye, and both had already guessed what had happened.
Only the yakuza would do something like trashing a place, but the Black Kill Squad definitely couldn't have done this, so the identity of those responsible was already clear...
"Oh, you're finally back!" An auntie from the neighboring izakaya hurried out and said to the group, "Two hours ago, I saw that gang that's been causing trouble in Dōtonbori come running over. They didn't say a word, just smashed the door and went right in. It was like they were looking for something, they made such a mess inside...
Maybe, maybe you should call the police!"
Yuzuri Nana stood at the dim, devastated entrance of the club, staring blankly at the junkyard-like scene inside. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her lips pressed tight, her eyes slightly reddened.
"Why..." she murmured to herself, her voice taking on a crying tone. "Why do those people keep chasing me... I didn't do anything wrong... Why would they do this...
I finally found just a little place in this world that belonged to me... Why..."
Yuzuri Nana stood there, feeling her heart shatter piece by piece. Just seconds ago, she had been looking forward to a beautiful future living here. Now, reality had shattered all her hopes and fantasies into pieces.
She stood in the darkness, tears streaming down her face, like a child who had lost everything.
Just then, a figure slowly walked up behind her.
Uncle Kyōsuke placed his hand on her shoulder, looking at the devastated Black Parasol Club before him. Those eyes were like a deep winter lake, terrifyingly calm.
"This isn't your fault, little Yuzuri..." he said softly, comforting her.
Yuzuri Nana turned around, her tear-reddened eyes looking at Uncle Kyōsuke with委屈. She opened her arms and hugged him around the waist, wailing loudly:
"I'm sorry... Uncle Kyōsuke, it's all because of me... Because of me, they ruined this place... It's all because of me... I'm sorry..."
Uncle Kyōsuke gently stroked her head. The calm in those eyes could no longer suppress the seething rage beneath, like a volcano in the depths of the sea, about to erupt.
"Let's go out for a bit."
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, turning his gaze away from Yuzuri Nana, doing his best to suppress the fury in his heart, and said calmly.
In his eyes, a cold killing intent flickered.
Amemiya Haruki silently turned around, walking shoulder to shoulder with Lin Qiye, gradually disappearing into the end of the street.
When they reached a deserted neon street, Amemiya Haruki slowly drew a deep blue longsword from within his folded red umbrella, strapping it at his waist. His left hand gently gripped the sword hilt.
Drip—
A drop of rain fell from the sky.
Two red umbrellas opened.
Splash splash splash...
The rain grew heavier and heavier.
Rainwater poured over the surfaces of the two red umbrellas, flowing down the tilted angles onto the asphalt road.
This sudden downpour drenched the passersby around them into drowned rats. They cried out in alarm, ducking under the eaves of nearby buildings, worriedly looking up at the night sky.
Such a clear night sky, no one had expected rain, so they hadn't brought umbrellas.
But someone had brought umbrellas.
And they had brought swords too.
In the curtain of rain, two young men in patterned yukata held red umbrellas, walking calmly on the hazy neon street, their figures gradually fading away.
A faint voice drifted through the rain.
"The Kangsawa family... Exterminate them all."