This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 94. Belonging to ’Able to Fight’ and ’Unable to Fight

Although Beichuan Si was rather keen on reasoning with others, he knew that to have these delinquent students from Jinji High School search for someone on his behalf, he had to win their respect.

And the best way to earn respect from the delinquents was through the domination of force.

As had been said many times before, delinquents only fear those more capable of fighting than they are.

Beichuan Si was not a delinquent, but he could fight, and that was enough.

Beichuan Si tossed the rubber club into a nearby trash bin, glanced sidelong at the delinquent students scattered on the ground, and shook his head.

At this moment, the Kyubei trio, faces full of admiration, walked up from behind:

"Brother Beichuan really lives up to his reputation! I just knew these guys from Jinji High School would stand no chance against Brother Beichuan."

"Brother Beichuan, taking on more than twenty people by himself! Truly deserving of being the biggest delinquent leader around here!"

"Brother Beichuan is unbeatable!"

Beichuan Si accepted his bag with an expressionless face, while casting a cold glance at the trio who had just been shivering with fear off to the side.

These three had been scared to death just a moment ago, and now they were boasting without so much as a blush.

But Beichuan Si couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to them. He stretched out his finger toward the students from Jinji High School lying on the ground and said to Seki Naoya and his group:

"You guys, get them organized. I have some questions for these people."

"Heh, Kyubei, you think that beating us is enough? I’m telling you, there are other delinquent factions on their way here! Even if you can fight, can you beat all of them?"

Before Beichuan Si could finish speaking, a delinquent student with bizarrely shaved green and red hair spat out a vicious statement from the ground.

To this, Beichuan Si walked over with an unchanged expression and kicked the loudmouth twice more.

The powerful kicks and the dull sound as they landed on the human body made the other students from Jinji High School lying on the ground gulp.

Is this guy even human?!

Before, they had thought that the one-versus-twenty scenes in movies were just artistic exaggeration, but they never imagined that such people actually existed in the world.

And when they had swarmed him just moments ago, shouldn’t they have overwhelmed him with sheer numbers? Yet they couldn’t lay a finger on Beichuan Si.

However, each push, lift, and kick from Beichuan Si managed to flop two or three of them down amidst the crowd, like fried fish.

Beichuan Si, however, didn’t care about the thoughts of the students lying on the ground. With a calm demeanor, he asked, "Do any of you know someone named Nakamura Ken?"

None of the delinquents on the ground spoke; instead, they watched Beichuan Si with a schadenfreudic expression.

Hmm?

Beichuan Si turned his head, sensing something.

Before he knew it, another group of delinquent students had blocked the narrow path behind him.

Beichuan Si shook his head, placed his backpack back into Seki Naoya’s arms, and met the newcomers head-on.

....

Two groups of delinquent students from Jinji High School had come via this narrow path, along with a bunch of delinquents from other schools drawn to the commotion.

In the end, Beichuan Si didn’t distinguish anymore, knocking down any delinquent who stood in front of him.

And then—

Beichuan Si sat atop a concrete pipe, next to him stood the Kyubei trio, quivering, not daring to utter a word.

Beichuan Si watched, expression unmoving, as roughly forty or fifty students knelt in orderly fashion below him.

"I’ll ask one more time, does anyone here remember someone named Nakamura Ken?"

"Na-Nakamura Ken? Brother Beichuan... Are you talking about the second-year Nakamura?" the once most vicious talker, now the biggest coward with green and red hair, timidly raised his hand.

He was genuinely petrified by Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si’s performance had been too terrifying; none of the students, whether big or small, tall or short, could stand against him for a second. And after fighting so many, only slightly out of breath, he seemed no more than slightly exercised, without a scratch on him.

We’re talking about forty or fifty people!

Even if lined up for him to beat, he figured he’d cramp up before knocking everyone down.

But Beichuan Si? It took him just a few minutes to lay out everyone single-handedly, and anyone who tried to get up received another merciless blow from his expressionless face.

That unflinching expression was enough to send shivers down their spines.

"Do you know the name Nakamura Ken?" Beichuan Si looked over.

The green and red-haired delinquent’s heart tightened, and for some reason, he felt like Beichuan Si’s gaze had grown sharper.

Beichuan Si didn’t care about his nervousness and continued to ask, "What’s your name?"

"I-I’m Yoshida Ikufu..."

"You said you’ve heard of Nakamura Ken?"

Under Beichuan Si’s intense stare, Yoshida Ikufu trembled and then said with uncertainty, "I’ve heard of him, but I’m not sure if he’s the Nakamura Ken that Brother Beichuan is looking for..."

Nakamura was a very common surname in Japan, so Yoshida Ikufu couldn’t be rash in his judgment.

What if he was wrong and ended up being beaten by an infuriated Beichuan Demon King?

After thinking for a moment, Beichuan Si grasped the meaning in his words and simply stated, "You just find me every Nakamura Ken in Jinji High School. I have some questions for him, that shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

"No-no problem at all! We’ll handle it! Aside from us, there are a few small groups in Jinji High School, but none are a match for us. Finding the person will be no problem at all!" Another leading delinquent shook his head frantically, assuring him repeatedly.

Their demeanor made Seki Naoya and the others on the side feel a sense of shared misery.

Once upon a time, they too were like that.

"From now on, all the delinquent students of Jinji High School will be under Brother Beichuan!"

"..." Beichuan Si.

Upon hearing these words, Beichuan Si felt a headache coming on.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t easily complain.

Having such a group on hand was indeed useful for his investigations.

But...

Looking at the group’s colorful hair, Beichuan Si’s medical instincts subconsciously awakened.

He actually didn’t have any strong feelings about dyed hair or long hair.

The issue was that these guys looked a bit scruffy...

And they would be operating under his name...

Just thinking about it made Beichuan Si’s scalp tingle.

Beichuan Si stood up.

He looked at the students kneeling neatly below and said to the three leaders in front of him, "You have three days to dye your hair back to its natural color. And you also need to find Nakamura Ken during this time."

Under Beichuan Si’s sharp, knife-like gaze, not a single person in the crowd dared to utter a word of dissent.

After all—those with the hardest heads had already been beaten down and were lying behind.