Kenzo why did you accept me as your brother why did you save me that day why did you kill me alive that day I am not even your brother in real sense I just depend on you still why every time when I am in trouble you come to save me there is no blood relation between us still why Kenzo Kenzo replies that a real brother is not the one with whom we have a blood relation a real brother is the one who is with us in our need who is with us in our sorrow who will break my bone if I do something wrong but that is less Stopped from saying this A real brother is the one whom you consider your brother from the bottom of your heart No matter what trouble that person is in If you call him brother once, your blood relation ends till his death and Leaf For me, you are that brother I could not save anyone because I was weak But now there is no leaf My brother, I will not let anything happen to you Now I am not going to run away from anyone Kenzo caring Leaf sitting on her shoulders and around 20 of our athletes were following him. Kenzo was a little injured. Kenzo, our leaf and all the other athletes are now heading towards the base camp. Leaf must have been very badly injured because the sword that hit near Leaf's heart had blood in it. It was good that the sword did not reach Leaf's heart. Leaf would not be alive today. Leaf would have lost a lot of blood. Along with him, Kenzo was also a little injured. It seemed as if Kenzo was very badly injured. He is lost in thoughts but he tells you not to share your heart's feelings with anyone, not even to your brother because he cannot see your brother in tension like that Leaf speaks from behind Kenzo in a low voice Kenzo what happened in that fight why are we running away did we win that fight if we won then where is that guy's head you have forgotten whoever we kill we keep his head in our collection his head must be very rare because he was a very powerful bitch Leaf's voice becomes slow slow It felt as if Leaf was about to faint. Before Kenzo could say anything, Leaf's voice stopped. Kenzo understood that if Leaf was not taken to the base camp quickly, he would die. Kenzo, you tell all the team members to speed up as quickly as possible. We have to get out of here. We have to go to the base camp. We have to see our doctor. Whatever happens to Leaf, his speed would be much higher than Leaf's. If these people keep going like this, Kenzo, our Leaf team will reach the base camp in some time. Over in the village—the very place where the battle had taken place moments ago—the leader's home had been completely burned down by his own wife; flames were raging everywhere, and the villagers were scrambling to extinguish the fire. Meanwhile, Mushoku sat beside Nagai, who was unconscious. Mushoku appeared completely unfazed, as if nothing had happened to him, though the truth was that Kenzo had rattled his mind. It had been ages since Mushoku had fought like this—years since he had unleashed his full potential—so he felt a mix of happiness and anger; happiness at the thrill of the fight, yet anger because he had failed to capture Kenzo. Just then, Nagai opened his eyes and asked in a low voice, "What happened here? Tell me what occurred after I lost consciousness. Did that motherfucker manage to escape? Tell me." Mushoku remained silent, offering no reply. Nagai grew increasingly furious, repeatedly demanding to know what had transpired. In his rage, he tried to raise his arm to punch Mushoku, but he couldn't lift it; despite his intense effort, it was impossible. He tried to lift his right arm, but failed at that too. He then attempted to move his legs, but again, he couldn't. When he tried to move his neck, it shifted easily, but everything below it... Nagai couldn't move a single part of his body properly. When he lifted his head slightly to look at himself, he saw that his body was covered in a cloth, with blood staining the area around him. He caught the distinct, unsettling scent of blood. Suddenly, flashbacks from his childhood resurfaced—painful memories he had buried deep within himself, things he had likely never shared with anyone. He was confronted with the very memories he had desperately tried to forget all these years. Nagai screamed loudly, "Take this cloth off! Get this cloth off my body—hurry! I need to see what's happened to me. I can't move a single part of my body; I have to see it." The attendants nearby were terrified, knowing the truth about Nagai's condition. They were frightened by the thought of how his mental health might be affected if he discovered what they knew.
Nagai asks Mushoku, "I need to see what has happened to me. Mushoku, you can't just sit there silently; you have to answer me. Please, let me see myself. I need to see what I've done to my body in my weakness—what I've done to myself out of overconfidence." Mushoku tries to speak, but his voice is choked with tears; he can barely get a sound out. Yet, summoning his courage, he says, "When we reached the inner room, you were lying there covered in blood; every single bone in your body was broken. By the time I arrived, that bastard Kenzo had vanished right in front of me—thinking it was our fault, he was just hiding from us." Nagai interrupts him, saying, "I don't care how he did this to me, or how he escaped. Just tell me what happened to my body—why can't I move it at all?" Mushoku replies, "Didn't you hear what I said? Every single one of the 206 bones in your body is broken." Upon hearing this, Nagai understands; a look of intense distress fills his eyes. He likely realizes that he will never be able to use his body or walk again—that he has effectively become a burden to the world. Just then, a strong gust of wind blows, stripping away the clothes covering Nagai's body, revealing that he is drenched in blood and his body is completely mangled. It looked as if flesh had been pasted onto a frame devoid of bones; here and there, bones protruded from Nagai's body, and one could clearly see the internal state of his physique. His condition was so dire that it felt as though one were listening not to a heartbeat, but to the sound of his final breaths. It is incredibly difficult for any human to remain alive in such a state; typically, a person would either eventually die in agony or attempt to take their own life, unable to bear the excruciating pain. Yet, in Nagai's case, neither had happened—though it seemed imminent. Everyone around him—even the birds perched on nearby trees—could hardly believe their eyes, for no ordinary human could survive in such a condition; only a monster could endure this. People began to wonder amongst themselves, and some started whispering... "Will the Captain never be able to walk again? Is he really going to die? Is this the first time he's ever lost to someone? Did he actually lose?" One guy says, "Can't you see how he's lying there like a corpse? Anyone else would have died, but this is Nagai—'The Beast of Onigiri'; he didn't get that name for nothing." Then another man speaks up, "Beast, my foot! He can't even walk now, let alone use even one percent of his power. He's no longer the Beast of Onigiri; he's just a pathetic, defeated, ugly wretch—a burden on the world and on Onigiri." Some girls are also talking about Nagai: "Oh, how did this happen to Nagai-san? I really liked him; he was so handsome. I would have gladly given my life for him. He was so strong... seeing him used to make me want him in my bed—I wanted to have his child. But now? He's not even capable of fathering a child; he can't even wipe his own ass. He's become so ugly and weak—just looking at him makes me want to puke." Right then, a girl can't control herself and actually throws up. Meanwhile, others are saying, "I wonder what Mushoku-sama is going through right now. Nagai was his brother-in-law, after all. And if his sister finds out what happened to her brother... who knows what she might do."
Nagai and Mushoku were quietly listening to everything these thugs were saying, but Nagai could no longer restrain himself when one of them mentioned his sister's name. He had been listening silently because he had accepted his defeat—believing that since he had lost, he deserved to hear such things—but the moment his sister was brought into the conversation, he could hold back no longer. A distinct aura began to emanate from Mushoku's body; the pressure of this aura was so intense that every athel could feel it. Realizing they had crossed the line and spoken too much, they were met with Nagai shouting out loud. Nagai shouts loudly, "Just because I've become weak now, it doesn't mean you can say whatever you please to me. I had nothing before, and I have nothing now; I'll start all over again just as I did in the beginning. I didn't get where I am because of your help, nor am I defined by you—I am still the same person I always was. I started from zero before, and I'll start from zero again. I, Nagai, swear that if I cannot fix myself, I will take my own life with my own hands. And as for those calling me ugly and weak right now—I could still sleep with their mothers. My body might be ruined, but my cock isn't. I, Nagai—the 'Beast of Onigiri'—won't let Kazeka get away with this. I vow not to give up until I recover. I've endured pain and suffering before, and I'll endure it again. I was the strongest before, and I will remain the strongest—even if it costs me my life, I will never give up. I promise myself this." Nagai screams this so loudly that blood begins to flow from his mouth, and his condition starts to deteriorate. Hearing all this, Mushoku cannot hold back; tears well up in his eyes, though he tries desperately to control himself. No matter how hard he tries to suppress it, the tears keep falling, yet his facial expression remains unchanged—he appears completely unfazed despite the tears streaming down his face. Weeping, Mushoku speaks to Nagai... "What will I tell your sister when she hears about your condition?" Blood was trickling from Nagai's mouth as he coughed, causing even more blood to spill out with each spasm. Just as Nagai was about to speak, Ponigir's backup medical team arrived. The team consisted of about ten experts, all highly skilled in medical science and masters in their field. Upon seeing Nagai's condition, they were stunned, wondering how the man was still alive—or if he was even human at all. Mushoku, his voice broken and tearful, urged them, "Start his treatment immediately. I didn't call you here just to stare; do whatever needs to be done—and quickly. Also, no one outside must find out about this, especially my wife." One of the team members asked, "Your wife is a doctor too? Who is she? Do we know her?" Just then, a young woman smacked him on the head and said... He silences him and whispers in his ear, "You crazy fool! His wife is one of the most distinguished doctors in our guild—in fact, she's considered one of the best in the world. And this guy lying here, barely alive? He's Mushoku-sama's brother-in-law." The man realizes, "So, the guy lying there is his wife's brother? But what's his wife's name? I need to know who she is." "You still don't get it?" the other replies, revealing her name. The man is left speechless—it's Ishi-sama? Ishi-sama is his wife? And this is her brother? "I had no idea Ishi-sama was married, let alone that she had a younger brother." Just then, Nagai screams in pain, snapping the doctor back to reality; they aren't here to chat, but to work. He refocuses on the task at hand. The medical team captain issues orders: "Set up a camp in a clean spot nearby and get the equipment ready for surgery—hurry, we're short on time. Arrange for ten packs of blood—maybe even more; we can't afford a shortage. He's already lost a massive amount of blood; any more loss and we might not be able to save him. Quickly, put an oxygen mask on him—he's struggling to breathe. And tell the patient to stop talking; he shouldn't strain himself—it could be life-threatening. Three of you stay with me, two go set up the camp, two go to the city to fetch blood, and three..." "Everyone, get all the equipment ready for the operation; there must be no shortcomings. I have to save Ishisama's brother at any cost. And listen—no one in the city, where the escort team is heading, should find out what the blood is being used for, especially regarding Ishisama. This mission is top secret. Why are you just standing there staring at me? Get to your assigned tasks immediately; there is no time to waste. We've already lost so much time. I don't know if I'll be able to save him, but I won't give up hope. Now, hurry up." Everyone gets to work. As two men are fitting an oxygen mask on Nagai, one of them starts bleeding from his hand because Nagai has bitten him; Nagai has sunk his teeth into the man's skin and is holding on tight. He did this because... He dislikes accepting help from anyone—especially his sister's friend—preferring death over such assistance. Just then, Mushoku stands up, walks over to Nagai, grabs him by the neck, and says, "Don't punish your sister or yourself for the mistake I made, and don't force me to do something I don't want to do." Nagai mutters, "If only you had died that day, my sister and I could have been happy; I never liked this job..." At that moment, Mushoku delivers a precise, light blow to Nagai's neck, knocking him unconscious. Mushoku orders, "Give him a sedative injection, or he'll wake up and lose control again." The doctors agree. Everyone is shocked by Nagai's words and wonders why he spoke that way. Mushoku continues, "Do whatever else is necessary, but I need him to recover. I'm leaving for the capital now; the rest of you stay here and protect him—nothing must happen to him. Keep me informed of the situation here. I'll be back by tomorrow or the day after, and I'll send backup forces from the capital, so don't worry." Then Mushoku adds, "First, wash his hand thoroughly; there's a deadly poison in Nagai's teeth. Its effects will kick in within two hours, so the hand has to be severed before that." Saying this, Mushoku amputates the hand right in the middle. The man screams in agony, but Mushoku says, "Bandage his hand now; he'll be fine. I've removed the infection by cutting it off." Everyone agrees with Mushoku. "Alright then, I'm off. I'll try to... from the city and..." A doctor is sent over to assist. The leader of the medical team thanks Mushoku, who leaves without saying a word. The leader then assigns tasks to everyone and begins preparations for Nagai's operation. Everything is ready; they are just waiting for the blood supply to arrive from the city. Nagai is currently unconscious—rendered so by Mushoku's attack and a sedative injection. Meanwhile, we see Mushoku muttering to himself, determined to catch Onjo at any cost; he is convinced she hasn't gone far and won't be able to escape him. Elsewhere, Onjo is by a river, washing her body and cleaning her sword. For the first time in ages, she looks genuinely happy, a real smile gracing her face. She is naked, thoroughly washing her entire body. Onjo was scrubbing her body so vigorously that she was actually drawing blood from the very spots she was washing; she was scrubbing herself—even her pussy—with such intensity. This was because, over the years, that scumbag had touched and used her countless times; he had always singled her out. Onjo wanted to erase every memory from her past that had ever caused her shame or fear; she simply wanted to live a normal life, like an ordinary girl. Yet, little did she know what lay in store for her. Onjo was never meant for an ordinary life—a realization that was about to dawn on her very soon. Meanwhile, just a short distance away from Fujimoto Village, a fierce battle had broken out: a clash between the Shadow Army and the "Strongest Man in the World" (Sekai Saikyō no Otoko )