Tokyo: The story begins with a confession.

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The survivors are now covering their heads with their hands, their eyes filled with fear, praying that death's scythe will not fall on them immediately.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The two swords clashed repeatedly, producing a sound like the clash of metal and the flying of sparks!

"Come on, come on again!" With a maniacal laugh, Saeko Busujima wielded her Wado Ichimonji with an impenetrable, relentless barrage of fierce slashes, each one aimed at the tiger.

Each strike was powerful and heavy, as if carrying the force of ten thousand pounds!

"That crazy woman!" Tiger cursed under his breath, parrying every slash aimed at his life.

The battle had been going on for two minutes, and the woman was not only showing no signs of weakening, but was becoming more and more courageous, with the power of each strike increasing continuously!

"Faster, faster!"

Saeko Busujima's eyes were filled with bloodlust. As the blades clashed once more, she flicked her wrist, and with a spin, her long sword changed from a downward slash to a horizontal cut, aiming straight at the tiger's side waist.

That fierce aura carried the force of wind and thunder, as if it were about to cleave the tiger in two!

Sensing the danger of the attack, a look of panic flashed across the tiger's face as it hastily drew its sword to defend itself.

"Clang!" It was extremely dangerous. The tiger blocked the blow, but even though it had been blocked, a look of terror appeared on his face.

Judging from the force of the collision, it was clearly a feint, a feint that he had to be on guard against!

"Die! The ultimate technique of Busujima-ryu—Tankori!"

A cross-shaped flash of light appeared, and two huge gashes appeared on the tiger's chest, spraying blood like a jet of water onto Saeko Busujima's body.

A blush rose to her face, and a look of deep satisfaction appeared on her face, as if she were intoxicated by the taste of blood.

Kenichi Uesugi withdrew his gaze. He wasn't surprised that Saeko Busujima could win; he had only lingered his gaze to prevent any unexpected events from occurring.

He had already experienced the girl's exceptional swordsmanship firsthand; to put it bluntly, it surpassed the vast majority of people in the world. Even he had to put in a lot of effort back then.

Although he wasn't as strong back then as he is now, he was still someone that ordinary people couldn't stop.

"Whoosh!"

A long sword flew out and accurately pierced Hirakawa's foot, the blade penetrating deep into the soil and pinning him firmly to the spot.

As expected of a yakuza leader, Hirakawa No, after a flash of pain on his face, grabbed the hilt of his sword with both hands and pulled it out sharply, then continued running forward.

Then he stopped, his eyes filled with unspeakable fear. A black figure had appeared at the exit in front of him at some point and was silently watching him.

He met the man's eyes for a moment, and for a instant it felt as if his soul had been struck a heavy blow. What terrifying eyes those were!

His dark, deep pupils were like black holes, seemingly capable of sucking in one's soul.

With a thud, he knelt down, seemingly without any intention of resisting.

"Let me go. If you let me go, I can give you all my money. I have a lot of money, more than 10 billion. I can give it all to you, as long as you let me go."

He felt a blur before his eyes, and suddenly Uesugi Kenichi's figure appeared before him.

"Bang bang."

The person who had fled with him lay on the ground, his eyes filled with a trace of longing for this world before all light was gone.

"That sounds very tempting. Perhaps I should consider accepting your offer and taking the money." Uesugi Kenichi squatted down, a gentle smile on his face, his once intimidating eyes narrowing with a smile.

“That’s right, you should accept it. I guarantee you won’t regret it. With this money, you can do whatever you want and enjoy all the best things in the world.”

Hirakawa knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with anticipation and his face full of pleading. He kept saying tempting words, hoping that Uesugi Kenichi would take his suggestion.

If he could escape from here today, he would immediately flee this country and find a small, uninhabited nation to live out the rest of his life in peace. The scene before him made him feel as if he had entered hell, and he was filled with fear.

“Your suggestion is great, but I’d like to hear other people’s opinions as well. Otherwise, it seems unfair to just let you go, especially since you’re already dead.”

Uesugi Kenichi smiled, a smile that seemed so warm, but Hirakawa felt an endless chill creeping up from the bottom of his heart.

This is a devil!

He is an even more vicious villain than them!

Kenichi Uesugi grabbed Hirakawa No by the back of the neck and carried him to the middle of those who had completely given up resistance.

He had observed before taking action that the higher-ranking leaders were not his targets.

Unfortunately, two of them were killed by Saeko Busujima, leaving a total of seven survivors including Hirakawa.

"Alright, kid, that's enough."

Kenichi Uesugi embraced Saeko Busujima, who was still about to continue slashing, without caring at all that her body was covered in blood.

Just as Saeko Busujima was about to retaliate after being suddenly restrained, the image of Kenichi Uesugi appeared in her pupils, and the savagery in her eyes and the surging killing intent in her heart gradually dissipated, and she gradually regained her clarity.

She stared blankly at Uesugi Kenichi, who was holding her and wiping her cheeks, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.

Just as she was about to hug Uesugi Kenichi back, she turned her head and looked at herself. Suddenly, she realized that she was covered in blood and dirt. She struggled to break free from Uesugi Kenichi's embrace.

She didn't want her filth to stain him.

"It's alright." Sensing Saeko Busujima's movements, Kenichi Uesugi gently comforted her and hugged her even tighter.

Upon hearing this, Saeko Busujima smiled, oblivious to everything around her, her eyes only able to see one person—someone who could make her give up her life immediately.

"You two are a pair of scoundrels!" Hirakawa and the others, who were left trembling to the side, cursed inwardly.

These two bastards slaughtered them, leaving a bloodbath, and now they're showing off their love here?!

I'm so damn pissed off, you spiral banana peel!

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Chapter 164 Death Game

Kneeling on the ground, Kensuke Nishioka looked like he was about to cry, glancing at the two people tightly embracing each other, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to.

He felt like he was going to bleed out if they kept hugging.

But he was afraid that if he spoke up and disturbed her, he would die even faster. His face was contorted with conflicting emotions.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long before the two finally separated. He had just heard what Uesugi Kenichi said: if there was a chance to live, no one would want to die.

"Go and check on those children, don't keep them waiting too long," Uesugi Kenichi said softly.

"it is good."

"Wait a minute, change your clothes so you don't scare them. You stay over there with them, and I'll come find you after I've finished dealing with things here."

Upon hearing this, Saeko Busujima glanced at her clothes, which were now stained dark red, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Okay, I understand. Be careful."

Although she didn't think these people could harm Uesugi Kenichi, she was still worried and gave them some instructions.

After Saeko Busujima entered the room, Kenichi Uesugi pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the six and a half people who were still alive.

Kensuke Nishioka looks like he's only half alive.

"Do you want to live?" Uesugi Kenichi asked, bowing down.

"Nonsense, who wouldn't want that?" The crowd cursed inwardly as they knelt on the ground and obediently replied, "Yes."

It's not that they lack the spirit to face death; many people who have made it this far in the world have long since put life and death behind them.

However, the scene before them was so horrifying that it completely awakened their fear of death and their desire to live.

"Want to live? It's simple. Let's play a game. The winner will not only live, but also receive a reward. How about it? Want to play?"

Uesugi Kenichi looked at them with a smile, and his words rang in their ears like a devil's temptation.

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, and could all see the unease and panic in each other's eyes.

This is clearly a cup of slow-acting poison right in front of you, but even knowing it's poison, you still have to drink it.

Although Uesugi Kenichi seemed to be discussing things with them, they were certain that refusing would result in the best possible outcome, as evidenced by the people lying all over the room!

"Play, I'll play, I love playing games the most." Kensuke Nishioka's face was frighteningly pale, a sign of excessive blood loss. "Could you help me stop the bleeding before I play? Otherwise, I'm afraid I might die halfway through the game."

"Hmm, that makes sense." Uesugi Kenji glanced at it and realized that if the amount of bleeding was left untreated, the person would indeed die very soon.

Uesugi Kenichi found some gauze and bandaged him up. He didn't want such an interesting toy to die so quickly.

After assessing that he could probably hold out for a while longer, Uesugi Kenichi glanced around at the remaining seven people.

"You're all sure you want to play, right?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, already behaving like docile little rabbits in front of Uesugi the Great Demon King.

"Although I do want to spare your lives, it seems there are too many of you. The rules of the game are very simple. I have seven slips of paper here. Each of you write a name on one of them, and the person with the most votes will be eliminated."

If there's a tie, then a new vote is held until only two people remain. Then I let those two win. How about that? Isn't it simple?

Uesugi Kenichi smiled as his gaze swept across everyone's faces. As the fear and dread on their faces deepened, his smile grew even wider.

Physical punishment alone is far from enough; he wants to subject these people to psychological torment and fear, so that he can do justice to those who have died.

After witnessing all this, he decided to transform into a devil, vowing to make them regret all the evil deeds they had committed, even if it meant falling into hell.

"How ruthless!" Hirakawa exclaimed after hearing Uesugi Kenichi's words.

This game forces them to be suspicious and wary of each other, yet also to trust and cooperate, and they can't make the wrong decisions, or they might be betrayed!

His facial expression kept changing, becoming increasingly ugly. He took a deep breath and looked at the other six people with very complicated eyes, filled with suspicion and wariness.

Since they cannot defy Uesugi Kenichi, they can only follow the rules he has set.

The others also realized the horror of the game, and various emotions surged in their hearts: regret, self-blame, fear, and the desire for life tormented them.

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Finally, one of them couldn't take the pressure anymore and stood up abruptly. "Don't fucking joke with me. Who wants to play this kind of game with you? I'll fight you to the death."

"Aaaaaah!" The man picked up the samurai sword from the ground and charged at Uesugi Kenichi, yelling as he did so.

Although he looked cool running with the knife in his hand, he looked quite pathetic when he fell to the ground.

"Swoosh." The dull thud of the blade piercing flesh rang out, and Uesugi Kenichi casually pulled the knife out of the man's temple, drawing a spurt of blood.

The initial fervor in everyone's hearts was completely extinguished. As they watched the brave man who had been the first to resist but fell to the ground without even lasting a second, their brows twitched incessantly.

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"Alright, that makes one less person. Congratulations on your improved chances of survival. Now, let me ask you one more question: Is there anyone else who wants to quit?"

Everyone shook their heads frantically.