50 Continuation
"What's the name of the blade?" Fuutarou asked Hanma who grinned savagely back at him.
"This baby's name is Shusui, one of the 21 Great Grades just like those two swords of yours. It's also a Black Blade as well, a dinosaur could step on one and it would not bend even a little bit." Hanma explained while swinging the blade around.
"Enough said!! Let's kill each other!!!" Hanma shouted before he rushed Fuutarou who narrowed his eyes as he rushed towards the temporary leader of Valhalla.
*KLANG!!!!*
A large shockwave spread around them as they clashed their blades. A swordfight ensued. Hanma was surprisingly skilled with the art of the blade even though he didn't look like it with his skinny arms and crazy attitude.
Fuutarou slashed bis blades and sent two powerful air blades at Hanma who saw it coming a mile away with Observation Haki.
Hanma dodged it and grinned broadly. He yelled as he slashed horizontally, sending a purple air blade at Fuutarou who just stared at it.
*KLANG!!!*
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!*
Fuutarou just slapped the air blade away with Ame no Habakiri, sending it flying towards a pile of junk before exploding violently when it came in contact with it.
"You insult me by holding back." Fuutarou muttered seriously, making Hanma laugh loudly.
"As expected of the Honored One!! Only expecting the best out of everybody! Alright then, if it's a good fight you want, then it's a good fight you'll get!!" Hanma imbued Shusui with Armament Haki before he charged towards Fuutarou recklessly while having a bloodthirsty grin on him.
Fuutarou hardened his blades with Armament Haki before he zoomed towards Hanma. He swung both swords at the man while Hanma swung Shusui at him.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!*
A giant shockwave created from the sword clash sent nearby combatants flying and started breaking the ground apart from the sheer power of it.
Fuutarou and Hanma were blasting their powerful Conqueror's Haki at each other holding nothing back, knocking out fellow Toman and Valhalla members.
"Oi, Fuutarou!! You're doing to much! The newbies can't handle it!!" Draken shouted as he was facing his own opponent, one of the captains of Valhalla named Chome.
Chome sports a bleached buzz cut, dyed with a swirl design. Both of his ears have large gauge piercings, and he wears the white Valhalla jacket.
"Just let him! Focus on your opponent instead!" Mikey shouted back as he was also flight one of Valhalla's captains, Chonbo.
Chonbo is a tall boy with a bald head and bushy eyebrows. He has a swirl-like tattoo on the left side of his face; over and under his eye. He has an earring on his left ear and coffee-brown eyes.
Mikey rushed towards Chonbo and delivered a roundhouse kick to the man who grunted as he blocked it with his Armament Haki hardened hands.
'Taking all the glory for yourself yet again, Fuutarou. ' Mikey thought while narrowing his eyes. Draken dodged a couple of punches from Chome before he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
*BAAANG!!!!*
Chome spat out blood as he was suddenly hit by a devastating uppercut from Draken who appeared in front of him a second later. Chome flew up to the air before Draken leaped towards him.
Draken flew above Chome a little before he did a flip in the middle of the air. He hardened his feet with Armament Haki before he delivered a powerful kick with his right heel straight to Chome's head.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!*
Chome flew and crashed into one of the junk piles in the battlefield. Draken landed in front of him before he started pummeling Chome's face, knocking Chome out.
*BAAANG!!!!*
"GAK!!!" Chonbo was hit in the side of the head by Mikey's speedy roundhouse kick, knocking him out and sending him flying away.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!*
Mikey winced a little at the giant shockwave that made his hair fly up. He looked at Fuutarou and Hanma who were blitzing around the battlefield like crazy, sending shockwaves from their powerful sword clashes everywhere.
"You're pretty good!" Fuutarou shouted as they jumped away from each other. Hanma grinned savagely at him.
"You're not bad yourself! But I should feel extremely proud right now, I just got praised by the Honored One!" Hanma shouted. Mikey frowned and narrowed his eyes.
'There he goes again with that Honored One talk.... Is he Fuutarou's fanboy or something?' Mikey thought to himself. Fuutarou sighed and looked at Enma while sheathing Ame no Habakiri.
The sword hummed and started leaking his Armament Haki in excessive amounts. Enma started emitting a menacing purple flame like aura.
He held his sword in his right hand with his left hand, gripping his right wrist for support. He rushed towards Hanma who was surprised as he immediately noticed that Fuutarou was extremely faster than before.
"Ittōryū: Flying Dragon Flame!"
Fuutarou released a powerful slash, sending a purple flaming dragon at Hanma who widened his eyes and raised Shusui coated with Armament Haki to block it.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!*
The Valhalla gang members' eyes widened in horror as the watched their leader get slammed back by the dragon and crashed into a large pile of junk.
*FOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!*
The large junk pile immediately ignited and started burning. Fuutarou stared at the blaze with a serious expression.
"Stand proud Hanma, you're strong. But there's one thing I need to tell you, I've been in this business far longer than you." Fuutarou muttered as he looked back at Enma. The blade stopped being coated in Armament Haki, letting Fuutarou sheath it with no problem.
"Ugh.... Shit...." Fuutarou raised an eyebrow as he saw Hanma walking out of the flames while muttering curses. Hanma had a massive burn on his chest. Blood flowed out of his mouth and nose ad he kept walking towards Fuutarou, Shusui still in hand.
"Heh..... Not yet, dude... I still got a lot in me..."
Hanma coughed out blood after he weakly finished his sentence. He raised his Haki infused blade and held it with both hands.
Hanma yelled as he rushed towards Fuutarou who stared at him. Fuutarou suddenly ran past Hanma who suddenly stopped running and stumbled a little.
*PSSSH!!!!*
Hanma gurgled and he suddenly had an large gash on his side. He looked at Fuutarou who stared into Hanma's eyes.
"You lost Hanma. Complete your end of the deal. The true leader of Valhalla, who is it?" Fuutarou asked seriously. Hanma chuckled as he could sense someone he was familiar with getting nervous all of the sudden.
"Heh, he's.... right there—
*BANG!!!!*
*KLANG!!!!*
Fuutarou appeared in front of Hanma and sliced a bullet in half. He stood up while having a dark shadow covering his face. Toman was horrified at the one who fired the bullet.
" So... You're that kind of person huh. Kisaki? " Fuutarou directed his Conqueror's Haki at Kisaki who gritted his teeth, feeling the full force of Fuutarou's willpower.
"Shit...." Kisaki silently cursed while his shaking finger was on the trigger.
"Thanks....." Hanma whispered weakly as he fell onto the ground unconscious. With their leader down, Valhalla lost. Fuutarou knelt down and picked Shusui and it's sheath up.
Fuutarou looked at Mikey who flinched a little under his gaze. After he sheathed Shusui back into its sheath. Fuutarou walked towards Mikey and stood in front of him.
*PAK!!!*
Mikey stumbled back and held his right cheek after he was punched in face by Fuutarou, feeling the stinging pain on it. He looked back at Fuutarou.
"Mikey, what's wrong with you? I thought we were a team, I thought we were co-leaders of the gang? You invited him without my permission and now look at what has happened, you brought more problems down onto Toman.....Fix. This." Fuutarou scolded while tapping Mikey's chest repeatedly. Mikey looked away feeling ashamed, not wanting to look at the man right now.
"Mitsuya, call the ambulance for Hanma and the injured Valhalla members." Fuutarou ordered. Mitsuya nodded before taking out his phone and started dialing.
"Kisaki, you Aizen wannabe. You thought you were gonna do something, didn't you? What is your master plan, set us apart? Then take Toman for yourself?" Fuutarou asked as he walked towards Kisaki who immediately held up the gun and pointed it at Fuutarou who was unfazed by the threat.
"Oh no no...*chuckles menacingly* That will never ever happen, not on my watch. Toman is not yours to lead. I will be the one ruling Japan, not you...."
"Go. " Fuutarou ordered.
"What.... " Kisaki whispered. Fuutarou pointed at the exit of the junkyard.
"Leave and never come back. I don't want to see your face around the streets ever again. Do I need to repeat myself?" Fuutarou whispered. Kisaki gulped as he slowly started stepping away.
"Tell Hinata-chan I said hi." Fuutarou grinned at him. Kisaki gritted his teeth angrily at the mention of his childhood friend before he started sprinting out of the junkyard.
Fuutarou sighed and looked at himself. He looked at the remaining Valhalla members.
"I want to see all of you present at the next Toman meeting. If not.... You won't like the consequences." Fuutarou threatened them before he started walking away. He looked back at his gang and smiled warmly at them.
"We won, everyone. All of you are dismissed. Go and have some fun or something."
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After getting himself out of his gang uniform and into normal clothing, Fuutarou started walking around town with his hands in his pockets.
"Oh right, I can stay at their house for a week till the midterms are over. I should go back there and check on them, see if they've done the worksheets I printed." Fuutarou whispered as he looked at his duffel bags which had three katanas in them.
"If they ask, I'll just say it's extra clothes." Fuutarou looked at the streets around him and saw that no one was around him. He then disappeared into thin air. One would think he teleported.
But no, he's just very fast.
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At the PENTAGON.....
Fuutarou bopped his head up and down slowly as he listened to the elevator music while riding the elevator up to the Quints' apartment.
The door opened and Fuutarou immediately walked out of the elevator. He arrived in front of the apartment of the Nakano sisters.
*Ding Dong!*
Fuutarou rang the doorbell. "It's me, your favorite tutor in the whole wide world!" Fuutarou shouted.
"Geez, I can hear you all the way from here you know!" Fuutarou smiled as he heard the cold scolding tone of Nino reply from the other side of the door.
Fuutarou smiled dowm at Nino after she opened the door. Nino blushed a little as she looked at his cheerful expression.
"W-why are you giving me that smile for? Q-quit it! It's creepy!" Nino demanded. Fuutarou chuckled, making Nino blush harder.
" I'm just very happy to see you, Nino." Fuutarou replied as he entered the door and got closer to her. Nino smelled Fuutarou a little before she shut her nose.
"Ew! You smell like shit! Where'd you go?!" Nino askew Fuutarou angrily. Fuutarou shrugged as he took off his shoes.
"I got lost in the road of life. I'll be borrowing your bathroom for a while." Fuutarou said as he made his way towards the bathroom.
"Hey! Who said you can just—Ugh.... Nevermind." Nino grumbled as she walked towards the living room where her four sisters were, letting Fuutarou mind his own business.
Fuutarou quietly went upstairs and set the duffel bag full of his katanas down in Miku's bedroom. He then entered the bathroom and took of his clothes.
Miku who was watching a documentary on the National Geographic channel, noticed Fuutarou exiting out of her room. Then she remembered him bringing in a duffle bag with him when he entered their home.
Curiosity got the better of her.
"Where are you going?" Ichika, who was sitting on the couch while swiping through her phone, asked Miku who was going upstairs to her bedroom.
"To Narnia." Miku replied quietly, making Ichika giggle. Itsuki sighed as she was revising for the exams.
"Why aren't you guys studying? Midterms is only a few days away you know? Look at Yotsuba, even she's studying." Itsuki pointed at Yotsuba who was diligently working on several mathematics worksheets.
Yotsuba's weakest subject was Math, so she requested Fuutarou to help her and he gladly did. Right now what she lacked was the basics and thankfully Yotsuba understood some of them, so Fuutarou made some Math drills to drill the basics in.
This would get her to fully understand them and incorporate the advanced stuff she would have learned later on in middle school and her first year of high school.
Yotsuba was determined to make Fuutarou proud of her. He was the only one who was able to make her understand what he was teaching, unlike previous tutors.
If someone, anyone of their tutors had put the slightest bit of thought that Fuutarou had, maybe they wouldn't be in such a predicament.
Yotsuba was humming a cheerful tune and had a bright smile on her face as she solved another question with relative ease.
She then noticed all her sisters staring at her and was confused at their gazes.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
To be continued...
