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There is a clambering of shoes on metal as he comes staggering out of the empty railcar.

“Who the hell are you?” He slurs his words.

“I’ve come to pick up Senpai.” Ichi answers cooly, his hands in his pockets now.

Suddenly, his eyes pop out of his head. “What the…” I follow his gaze and stop, stunned at what I see before me.

All of the men who had been standing guard in the junkyard and around the car were sprawled out on the ground.

Knocked out cold.

Missing teeth and flecks of spit and small spots of blood fan out in the dirt.

I return my gaze to Ichi. And steal a glance at his clothes.

Not a speck of grime in sight.

“Damn you! What the f— did you do to my guys?!” He roars.

And Ichi tightens his mouth into a line and throws a piercingly icy gaze back at him.

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