Chapter 364: One Man, One Sword
January 13th in Tokyo, Japan, the weather, clear.
Located in the Setagaya district of Tokyo, there is a Ryuukawa Avenue. Yusuf Zuck, clutching the piece of paper in his hand, took a taxi to 89 Ryuukawa Avenue.
There were no high-rises here, just a private courtyard. At the gate stood a signboard inscribed with "Ono Kendo Hall." Even though the script was Japanese, these few characters were similar enough to Chinese characters that Yusuf could recognize them at a glance. He had found the place he was searching for.
Moreover, it seemed a funeral was being held here, as the gate was wrapped with white cloth on both sides and there were two mourners dressed in funeral robes to welcome the guests. There was also the sound of a funeral dirge coming from inside.
The gate stood open, and cars drove in from time to time. Many more mourners in funeral robes stood at the steps of a house inside, graciously ushering in the visiting mourners.
Yusuf stopped at the entrance for a moment, and the two greeters saw him but didn’t know what he intended to do. One of them quickly ran over, saying a whole lot in a foreign language.
Yusuf didn’t understand a word, but obviously, the other man was being polite, thinking he was a guest as well.
Yusuf smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to point at the Ono Kendo Hall sign. The greeter looked back at it, puzzled.
Yusuf strode forward to the signboard, and with a forceful use of both hands, he wrenched the signboard off and smashed it to pieces with a fierce punch!
"Baka~" Whether it was the greeters inside the gate or the one who had been stunned into stillness, when they saw their Kendo Hall sign smashed, they immediately became furious.