|Name: Himura Tanaka|
HP: 130/130|
MP: 2200/2200|
Age: 16|
Level: 1| |227/1000|
Class: Archer| |Level: 2 (127/200)|
STR: 16|
VIT: 13|
DEX: 22|
INT: 120|
WIS: 220|
LCK: 10|
SP: 5|
Two hundred twenty-seven ghouls that are how many Ghoul I have been killed in the span of forty-eight hours.
It sounds small, but to me, it was a massive number. Two hundred Ghouls in two days is a huge number. While yes, I'm doing some exploits by doing spawn camping and creating a mini base to block the incoming ghoul using the boulder around me, it was still a massive achievement for me.
Anyway, I just got back from the dungeon. While my body is still rather fat, I can see the difference between the first time I walk to the dungeon and now. Now I know that even if I increase my stats, I still need to exercise to become fit. The stats only increase my strength.
My STR increases my muscle power. VIT makes me more durable and makes me more immune to sickness. DEX makes me faster.
My stats increase my power, not repair my appearance.
Anyway, I went to the shop and bought some ingredients for today's lunch. The shop is really generous for the daily needs. Every food ingredient cost me one ST for every ten Kilograms. A5 Kobe Wagyu? One ST per ten kilogram. Ten-kilogram Bluefin Tuna? One ST. One kilogram White Truffle? One ST.
However, it was different if you wanted to buy a cooked meal. That one egg and tuna sandwich cost me two ST.
So yeah. I cannot pass that deal. After buying myself a Cooking Skill, I decided to cook myself a meal for the rest of the day when I'm inside the dungeon. Of course, I buy cooking equipment like Infinite Stove (A stove that I can use without fuel), Pan, Cooking Oil, Etc.
Anyway, after buying all the ingredients, I put some of them on top of the table and begin to prepare for the lunch I need to do.
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Himura Kujou POV|
My name is Himura Kujou. The current head of the Himura clan. A clan that rules over the Tokyo underworld. We are a Yakuza family that rules the Tokyo underworld with an iron fist. We are mainly dealing with Weapon Smuggling and Contract Killer.
We did not deal with Drugs and Human Trafficking. While we let our men sell some Marijuana around, when they decide to sell hard drugs, they will be dead. My son and I have a strict rule to make people never sell drugs in our family territory.
While yes, we cannot prevent all of them, we can prevent most of them.
I have three Sons. The first Son is my successor. Himura Kojiro. He is a strict yet kind of person. My second son is Himura Enzo. He is the one that obsesses with money and pleasure. My last son is Himura Hiraishi. He is the kindest person, too kind for working in the underworld.
While my oldest and youngest son is someone that I can be proud of, my middle child is something that I see as a failure. After I give him one of my businesses for him to manage, he becomes too arrogant for his own good.
He spends most of his time partying and spending his time with many women he fancies. The same with his wife. If her husband loves drinking, then she is addicted to gambling. I don't know whether to laugh or cry when both of them spend their money in the family business.
My son spent his money partying in the bar I owned. My daughter-in-law spent her money in my gambling den.
I really want to disown Enzo, but there is something that makes me not want to do it. My oldest Grandson. He is a sweet grandson. His only wish is to be recognized by his parents, but because my own son did not think of Tanaka as his own son, Enzo decided to throw him away from his house and his mind.
Now, my grandson lived on his own from the age of fifteen. He lived by himself without the love of his parents. While I want to take care of him, I cannot do that. It is too big of a chance he will get assassinated by the rival family.
Me being here is bad enough.
Anyway, I press the doorbell and wait. I know that Tanaka loves sashimi, so I brought him a set of Sashimi and Sushi for him to eat. I know from the people I place around the house, Tanaka only eats instant food from Family Mart.
"Grandpa!"
I snap from my thoughts and smile at Tanaka, who for some reason is thinner than the last time I see him.
"Do you get thinner, Tanaka?"
"Ah! Yes. I recently did some exercise and fixed my diet."
"Really?"
"Yup. Please come in. I cook some food."
Cooked some food?
"Excuse me."
As I walk inside the house, I see the house is cleaner than the last time I came here. I guess he really wants to change.
"Please wait here. The food is almost ready."
I sit down on the chair in the kitchen and see Tanaka do some plating. A few seconds later, he came back from the kitchen and placed the food down. It was a beef stew of sorts and a bowl of fluffy-looking rice.
"Oh my. Are you making this, Tanaka?"
"Yup! These past days I've been learning how to cook for myself. While I cannot cook something complex, I can make a simple beef stew."
"Really? That is good."
"Thank you!"
Tanaka then served me the beef stew on top of a bowl of white rice. I take the chopstick and say.
"Thank you for the food."
I take the rice with my chopstick and take the food inside my mouth. When the food touches my tongue, my taste buds sing in happiness. The savory flavor is not too strong but not too bland either. It was the perfect blend of savory and saltiness. The beef also did not smell as Tanaka cooked it perfectly.
"What do you think, Grandpa?"
"It is good! Very good, in fact. Well done, Tanaka, well done!"
"Hehehehe"
I smile a little when I see the proud expression Tanaka has. He is really carving for praise. Enzo really broke him with his behavior. I really need to have some talk with him.
"Haaaaa….."
"Is there something wrong, Grandpa?"
"It was nothing, Tanaka. I think that the sashimi and sushi I bring will be wasted."
"Not really. I can freeze the stew for tomorrow morning and eat the sashimi for my dinner."
"You are right! I guess I will leave it here then. Anyway, how are you doing, Tanaka? Did you have any trouble in school?"
"Nothing more than usual. Teachers ignoring the bully, the bullying campaign that happened from the beginning, nothing much."
What?
"Can you say it one more time?"
"There is nothing more than usual. Teacher ignoring the bully and many people bully me."
"Y… You are being bullied?"
"Yeah."
"You should inform me about it!"
"Then what will happen? I already inform my father and mother, but the only thing I get is scolding, saying that I'm not a man if I cannot handle it myself. I thought you would also say the same. So I decided not to say anything and man up by enduring all the bullies throw at me."
I grip my legs so hard I can see my hands become white. How dare they? Are both of them real parents? Also, the school ignored a bullying campaign…. It looks like I really need to meet some people.
"Don't worry, Tanaka. I will take care of it."
"Really? It is really nice to have some peace in school."
I refrain from frowning when I see Tanaka look at the table with a sad expression. Just how long has the bullying campaign been happening? Tanaka says it happened from the beginning. I guess I really need to meet some people—a really long meeting.
~Thirty Minute Later~
I wave at my grandson and get inside the car. After getting inside the car, I take out my phone and call my right-hand man.
"Kazuma. I need you to investigate Ishiyama High for me…. No…. My grandson is being bullied from the day he studies in that school…. No, don't kill them…. Yes. However, make sure your message goes through the thick school of the teacher and principal of that school… Good. Also, I want you to investigate who is the one who bullied Tanaka…. Make them suffer…. Good."
I put down my phone and take a sip of whiskey. If Enzo cannot become a good parent, I will be the parent Tanaka cannot have.