"Damn Bastard face, my might manhole discus throw, or more accurately: A Speed-Of-Sound Flying Guillotine".

The adrenaline rush is almost at its peak. Can they survive? What will they do? I can feel my fingertips almost letting go of the manhole.

However.

Right before they do, I stop... after a quick scan with my eyes, all of us do. And a new crusader appeared on the windowsill. His mask, which should cover his entire face, is lifted slightly, allowing his snake-like tongue to lick whatever is on his arm.

I hear the man say, "Azure, I'm finished with your demonstration. End this."

I tense up at the prospect of fighting someone else, my mind still not registering that it is not in control of its body.

I'm not able to think anymore before the world turns black. As I fall unconscious, I see cold, emotionless, eyes staring back at me as if following me into the dark abyss of unconsciousness.

*Flashback End.*

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The Yakuza was brought back from his thoughts by a kick landing right in the center of his solar plexus.

That also just so happened to be where he took the most damage. His eyes momentarily bulged as he started rethinking his life. Even though less than a day had passed, the pain he was currently feeling was the most in his entire life.

Rojiya Yonenaga worked in a dangerous line of work, and as an executive, he's faced and been in a few scenarios where he's been captured.

Torture? Stabbing? He's braved through such scenarios before, and each time he could count on his comrades to get him out, but now?

Rojiya recalled the scene that happened back at their base. Souji's melted hands. Those cold eyes. He didn't even imagine what fate his fellow yakuza faced before meeting the Shinigami.

Rojiya just sat there, his head hung low, his eyes distant and unfocused, displaying the broken iron resolve he had boosted only a few hours before.

'I'll never give in. My resolve is as unbreakable as All Might himself. '

He had shouted with all his might, yet he ended up like this.

Stendhal looked at the yakuza's appearance. He turned away and started walking towards another part of the warehouse.

"Finish up."

The words were muffled by the rhythmic tapping of his steps, the water dripping from one of the broken cells, and the pained groans of the dead man sitting in front of him.

Azure didn't reply; instead, he walked to the former valorant man. He stood in front of him. Even with his short height, he was eye-to-eye with the yakuza.

Azure spoke with the cold, ruthless tone that the yakuza had learned to fear.

"Is there anyone who tried to contact you for a deal within Naruhata recently?"

Most would expect a former courageous yakuza, who never submitted to anyone before, to deny his killers the pleasure of information. Especially when they knew that their death was only around the corner.

Despite the fact that his eye was black and bruised, he could barely see anything. The bright azure flames and the blazing heat only a few feet away were dead giveaways to his impending fate.

However, throughout these last hours, all the yakuza-like traits that one would expect from him were gone. The primal instinct all beings held had been made clear to him.

To live!

His only wish was to live out his life for even just a few more moments.

So Rojiya began spewing anyone or anything that came to mind and fit the criteria set.

"Villain Organization A"

"Villain Organization B"

"Villain Organization C"

Azure sighed at the fact that he set such a loose criteria. His eyes regained their sternness, making Rojiya momentarily shut up.

"Someone with evil intentions towards the district and who needs to be urgently eliminated."

Rojiya started thinking about who fit the criteria. At the moment of death, his mind didn't even consider trying to cheat Azure.

He felt the heat already too close for comfort started to shorten the distance between him and his skin.

'Them!' he thought.

"Wait!"

Azure stopped closing the distance and motioned for him to continue. Whether he understood the wave of Azure's hand or whether he didn't wasn't of much importance to Azure.

Although he didn't expect much from the Yakuza, he remembered Stendhal's words.

"Even the lowest of filth has its worth."

The Yakuza continued. "A-A suspicious organization calling itself the Villain Factory contacted us and several other groups claiming that as long as we sell some drugs to our usual customers, we'll get a big bank.

They t-told us that the drug would make people stronger. Many of the groups, ours included, wanted these drugs, but we kept ourselves in check.

Until one of the minions in a group tried to kill the holder. We executives sat back waiting to see how this would play out, but before we could even blink, a slash mark appeared on the minion who attacked.

A few seconds later, he was sprawled on the floor with blood spewing out like a fountain. All of us got on guard, but the distributor motioned for us to sit back down.

He told us that playing dirty wasn't going to get us far and that he would explain more to those who wished to proceed. Most of the groups decided to abstain, ours included. "

Azure reviewed the new information. He's been seeing on the news and when he patrolled that more and more out-of-control quirks and villains are appearing in this district.

"I'm assuming that these drugs cause the user to lose rationality."

"Some do, but they all have different defects."

Rojiya shivered when he finished, so he hurriedly added.

"B-But this may be one of the crazy ones. The reason they are banned is that these defects usually cause crimes, thus they are only permitted to heroes and police under certain circumstances. "

Azure agreed that this information coincided with what he'd heard and seen.

"Alright, since this information is true, I'll free you."

Rojiya had the light return to his eyes. He only hoped to gain a few more seconds to live, but being free?

He didn't think that was even an option. Then his former ruthlessness came back from the depths of his eyes.

'I'll pay you back. If I need to cash in on all my favors or if years are needed, I'll pay you back for what you've done. '

Rojiya was already contemplating what he could do. He decided that informing the underworld of the information he gained from Azure was first.

Then he would contact those people he was just talking about and warn them. He knows where this guy will be for the next few years, considering that he seems to be one of those "save everybody" kind of guys.

'This wannabe hero Bastard, there is no way he can get this drug out of the district in less than two years. When I get back up, this place will be your grave. '

Rojiya was cooking up a large number of devious schemes. However, it seems as if the heavens were playing with him.

The light had just returned to his eyes as he set his purpose to get revenge against his torturer.

When they would be extinguished in an instant. Rojiya, having experienced extreme pain and being in his thoughts, didn't notice the burning at first.

When he did, it was already too late as he could not even scream. Rojiya quickly turned into dust while Azure plugged in a fan to blow his ashes through the sky.

And with that, the former big boss and executive of the Abegawa Tenchu Kai, Rojiya Yonenaga, died.