The Legacy System

He still couldn't believe that the face he saw under that hoodie belonged to none other than Yoshida Gina!

Yes, he couldn't have been mistaken there as he had seen her face. But that wasn't all there was to it.

He had perhaps thought nothing of it earlier, as he had thought that he had still not adapted to himself yet and that perhaps he didn't remember it well, but he had never felt Yoshida Gina's soul sign familiar.

Just like the fingerprint, even soul signs were unique to each person. Of course, even Yoshida Gina had her own soul sign, that he wouldn't have been able to forget even if he reincarnated.

When he had returned back from his previous life he didn't have his spirit sense, so hadn't been able to notice anything.

That hadn't been for long though, as later he had regained his spirit sense, and was able to see through her, but now there was another problem, he didn't feel her familiar.

Her soul sign was different from what he remembered. This shouldn't be happening, as one's soul sign shouldn't change no matter what.

It could get stronger, weaker, or totally disappear but never change. He had been truly shocked when he had discovered something like this but had always doubted himself.

He had always thought that there was something wrong with him, or with his spirit sense. He had never even imagined that the reason could be that he had seen the wrong person all this time.

This was certainly out of any possibility he would have ever thought, yet he was experiencing it right now.

There was a wide variety of thoughts and possibilities on his mind at the moment, thinking about how something like this could happen.

Just what kind of game was that old man Yoshida playing here? And what was his true power and goal in all this mess that was starting to unveil in front of him?

He had come returned to this time from a possible future, and yet there were so many things that he hadn't known, and he had been in the dark for.

It was his good luck that he had been able to stumble upon something like this today because if he hadn't things would truly get difficult for him.

But most importantly perhaps he would have never been able to re-meet this girl, this woman that had been the first brick of the one he was today.

He owed her too much, but that was to her only. The whole situation was extremely complicated and new to him, but he didn't have to decide right now.

He had all the time in the world to think about this and find the connections later, right now all he had to do was continue doing what he came here to do.

Kill, get some SP points, and since he was here he could grab his woman from here and learn from her what the hell was going on.

In the meantime, the situation outside was getting more and more tensed, as once again had fallen into a stalemate.

Most of the captives, or the merchandise had managed to make a run for it in the chaos, as they were nowhere to be seen right now.

Something that had clearly angered the burly man, and the Young Miss. While these newcomers weren't necessarily against them, they were nonetheless enemies now.

These guys had not only killed their guards, making them lose their merchandise, but they had also warned their enemy right when they had a chance to kill him.

Well, it was kind of impossible to understand if they would have been able to kill him or not, but at least they had a chance to do something like that.

If they hadn't done what they did the situation would certainly be different right now. While they didn't truly care about the merchandise and the killed guards, they cared about responsibility.

They were going to answer for any loss that they had had tonight to their higher-ups and certainly those guys wouldn't show compassion or mercy.

Especially for the burly man, the organization he was part of was already a pack of wolves and he was a wolf that had lost his teeth.

Just like everyone else, he had done his fair share of bullying and kicking in the pack, so he could already feel their teeth on his neck once he turned back with that news.

Not only would he lose all he had, but most probably he was going to lose even his life to take responsibility for this whole messed up situation.

It was supposed to be an easy, and water-tight deal that he could only profit from, not such a madness. Just who was that masked fu*cker that had turned the world upside down for him!?

What was his goal, and reason to meddle in this deal!? He hated him to the bones! But he hated with the same fury these sons of bit*ches too.

If it weren't for these guys, the losses wouldn't have been this enormous, at least in his opinion. These motherfu*ckers had killed more than half of his men.

Right now, he was left with nothing more than 12 of them, and even his closes friend-enemy had about the same number of people.

The only hope he had was that this Young Miss, this Young Aunt wouldn't decide to leave the place, and let him face these guys alone, otherwise, he was done for.

The next moment he wanted to fuc*king destroy his mind for thinking that, as he heard the Young Miss say,

"Esteemed Master, I don't know how these guys might have offended you, but I am just a merchant passing by.

So, I hope that you won't mind if I and my men take our leave here, hoping to never meet you again!"

The captain of the team seemed to not care much about her presence or leave, so he just made a sign of indifference towards her, showing that he didn't care what she decided to do.

The burly man's face went from red to purple and then stopped at the green. If he could, he would be vomiting blood at this moment.

He didn't understand how the fu*ck he had offended this guy because it was clearly him who came here and killed his people, made him lose his merchandise and gave him a critical strike.

But most importantly it had something to do with those five people they had captured, and were now behind them, protecting them.

In fact, now that he carefully observed the situation, they were about to leave at first, but then one of the masked guys had said something to the skinny guy, and they were now staring angrily at them.

The situation seemed to be turning from bad to worse for him, as most probably he would have to fight to the death with these guys.

He was just about to open his mouth and say something, when that skinny guy appeared in front of him with clear wrathful eyes, as he struck at him with a kunai.

The kunai was headed to his throat, and it was clear that this kid wasn't playing around, he had one intention, and that was his life.

"Roar~!"

Angered to no end, the burly man released a powerful animalistic roar, as he pulled a big machete from his back, and blocked the attack of the skinny guy.

The skinny guy didn't seem surprised by this, as he used the momentum of the clash to move with great agility back to his original position.

But he didn't seem to have expected the burly man to follow behind him with the machete over his head, clearly intending to split him in two.

For a moment he couldn't help but fear the outcome of the machete attack, as he could swear that he was seeing his life pass in his eyes.

He even closed his eyes, with tears ready in his eyes to mourn his own death, but only the tears and the crying sounds came, as the machete never made contact with his body.

The captain who had only been observing this whole time had decided to act, as he didn't want to be responsible for this idiot's death.

This kid was a true idiot, but he had a rich and powerful background, that he didn't want to turn against, so he was forced to save him.

If he let him die he would certainly make a favor to the whole world, but he couldn't allow that to happen, unfortunately, as he appeared in front of him, and stopped the machete with a kunai.

"Cliiiing~, screech~!"

The clash made a powerful clashing sound and was followed by a screech, but the captain didn't seem to move from his position.

He hadn't moved even one centimeter from where he originally was. This clearly showed the disparity he had with the skinny kid that tried to take the burly man's life a moment ago.

It was at this time that all the others woke up from their stupor, and started entering the fight too. As the burly man's people started jumping on their new opponents two by two.

Their numbers allowed them to do it, and they wouldn't show politeness or justice at their enemies at such a moment.

Even then, the fight was still unequal as they seemed to be always on the losing side. Especially their boss, who was fighting against the Captain.

He seemed to be like a teenager fighting some adult guy, and no matter how much he tried he wasn't able to even leave a scar on the guy's clothes.

He was truly getting infuriated at this, but there was nothing he could do but try harder. And he kept doing that, even though his breathing was getting rougher and rougher, and he was getting tired.

The captain seemed to be in a good mood as he continued to parry his attacks, and entertain him, but the next moment his face went completely dark…