Chapter 118 Undead Crown
Monday, November 12, 2021
In an alleyway, bunch of guys dressed in black hoddies who looked like gangsters were gathered together.
With the lower part of their faces covered by a black handkerchief with a design of skull, only their eyes were visible.
The black hoddie that those guys were wearing were perfectly identical with each other because of the design of human skull wearing a crown printed at the back of their hoddies.
"I really don't get it. Has our 'Undead Crown' gang fallen to this degree that we're stationed here in an alleyway to scare some bunch of kids?" A scrawny looking guy complained.
"Indeed and why does he want us to hit those kids with football instead of our hands? I'm not even good at playing football." A somewhat fat looking guy with slicked back black hair nodded his head while pointing at the football which he was carrying in his left hand.
Hearing their complaints, suddenly a guy of average height who was sitting in a goblet squat position stood up and walked towards the fat guy who was holding the ball in his hands.
With a rubber band, he had tied his medium long black hair into a man-bun. Some lossen strands of his hair which broke free from the rubber band were dangling freely infront of his fierce looking black eyes as he made his way towards the fat guy.
And just as the guy with the man-bun reached the fat guy, he abruptly took the ball from his hands and spoke in a somewhat irritated tone, "Then why don't you go and fight with him?"
Upon hearing the words of the guy with the man-bun, the fat guy lowered his gaze. His movement froze and as if he was afraid of something, he couldn't reply anything.
"How can we face that demon Imai, Hanagaki? He could literally take on an entire gang by himself." Replied the scrawny looking guy from before.
"Yeah!! Last time when we messed with him, we ended up in hospital bed. And not to mention those MMA freaks who're supporting him, they have clearly warned us that if we even touch a strand of his hair or piss him off, they'll use us as a punching bag." Another guy with somewhat brown hair and tawny coloured pupils joined in.
"Then just do as he says, if you don't want to get beaten instead." Hanagaki intoned sounding somewhat pissed.
Just then another guy with straight black hair came running towards them. Panting heavily, he looked out of breath. Even so despite heaving so heavily, he spoke, "They're coming."
Hearing his words, all of the guys present there at that moment rushed towards the end of the alleyway to hide themselves.
Coming from the other side of the alleyway was Masato and his underlings dressed in school uniform, probably heading to school. Joking and laughing, they were making their way towards the place where those guys dressed in black hoddies from before were hiding.
Completely unaware of the danger which was about to befall on them, Masato and his underlings were goofily walking without any care.
"It must be so nice to have permission to skip the school." Spoke Kitsu, the fox faced guy.
"Man I wish I could skip classes." Another guy sighed.
They were obviously talking about Masao, since he had been absent from the school for more than two weeks already.
Talking such, they kept on walking.
And as they approached the intersection at the end of the alleyway, they got ambushed by those black hooded guys.
Seeing those guys a few of the underlings of Masato tried to scream, "Hel-"
But before they could scream, those black hooded guys covered their mouth and prevented them from screaming.
Quickly encircling them, those black hooded guy's completely blocked their escape route. Intimidating and tall, each and every single one of those guys looked very terrifying.
"Who?" Shuddered Masato with a terrified look on his face.
"Who are you all? I think you've got the wrong person." As talkative as Kitsu was, he kept on rambling, out of fear.
"Just follow us silently. We've got something to talk to you guys." Spoke Hanagaki in an intimidating way.
Hearing Hanagaki's response, Masato stealthily looked to his left and right. Searching for an escape route, he was prepared to abandon his friends and flee away all by himself.
But Hanagaki and his friends simply left no route open for him to make his run.
Unable to find any route open for him to make his escape, Masato yielded to the power of Undead Crown gang.
"Okay" Meekly replied Masato while slightly nodding his head.
"Good choice." Hanagaki mumbled, praising Masato's choice. "Ahh right!! If any of you tries to escape or scream, I'll promise you that I'll find your house and torture you for the rest of your life."
As if he was simply suggesting them, Hanagaki spoke such threatening without raising his voice, calmly.
"So be a good kid and follow this brothers silently." The fat guy from before added.
Hearing such threatening words, Kitsu and the other guys started to tremble. Chattering their teeths, the complexion of their skin turned pale.
Their heart started to beat faster and faster as if it was going to pop out of their mouth. Their eyes wandered around them erratically. Some of them were gulping their saliva nonstop that their mouth soon turned dry.
Even so out of fear, nobody among them dared to make a single noise.
Shrinking their body, they continued to follow Hanagaki and the other fellows without questioning anything.
The more they walked, the more silent their surrounding got. The houses in the surrounding got less and less as well.
And finally after walking for about 5 minutes, they arrived in an abandoned apartment under construction.
The incomplete four-storey apartment buildings concrete pillars were covered with green mosses. Few of it's walls were built while almost more than 60 percent of it's walls were wide open.
Looking at the gloomy incomplete apartment building infront, Masato thought to himself, 'Isn't this that building which was abandoned after a guy killed himself?'
"This is that haunted apartment building." Cried out Kitsu with his eyes wide open.
With tears forming in his eyes, Kitsu began to cry and beg, "No! Please don't take us there."
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