A downturned eyes guy in a black leather jacket and the other one was a guy in a grey coat with glasses. They were Ian and Nicko, the members of Jita Kyoei who seemed to have been contacted earlier by Troy to come chat together.
Calvin looked at the three of them in turn. Then he chuckled before taking a sip of his drink.
Ian snorted, then sat down at the table. But he would still make a chit chat with Calvin, even though, he was also quite curious about his condition after being beaten by The North Vikings the other day.
"How's your wound?" Ian asked after greeting Troy.
"Yeah.. They are like this. You can see for yourself. The hospital bill was pretty big. That makes me feel even more ill." Calvin shook his head in disbelieve.
So, here's Calvin's appearance.. Half of his face was covered with some band-aid. Both sides of his lower lip were torn. His left eye was badly swollen with blue, purple, and green colouration due to a blood clot. His left hand was wrapped in bandages because the wounds there were too big. And the right hand sticks a lot of plaster bandages to cover wounds that don't need stitches. The rest were bruises of various sizes and colors that looked like a sad rainbow.
"What about your bike? Have you found it?" Nicko asked.
Calvin shook his head, "My current bike can be repaired. I don't want to bother with the bike they threw into the sea. It must have been difficult to save the engine because it was submerged in salty water." He said. Then he poured the alcohol into two small glasses and served it to Ian and Nicko, "Here you go,"
The two men took it and emptied the glass in one gulp, "Thanks,"
Calvin gave a small nod, then looked back at Troy, "Continuing the last topic.. You should have thought that I already knew that. Then, what's your plan of telling me that?"
Ian and Nicko looked at each other. Looks like Troy has had a little talk with Calvin.
Troy cleared his throat, "I need a little help from you,"
Calvin smiled faintly, "Looks like Jita Kyoei will finally move. It seems true, that your help yesterday was not free." He laughed.
Ian nodded, "If you think we're doing it for nothing, doesn't that mean you're the funny one? It's like you don't know what Jita Kyoei is like,"
"Haha.. That's right. It seems that I was the one who expected too much." He nodded. "Then, what kind of help do you guys want? I'll return the favour. Tch! Why do I owe so much lately?" Calvin lamented his tragic fate.
"So far, we have been too focused on Judo. As you know, we never cared about gangsters and their matters. Because of that, we didn't realize that they were slowly shattering down the foundations of Judo athletes in Handway City. The point is, without the Martial Art foundation studios, it would be hard for the next athlete to enter the competitions. And the studio's income is from the students in it. It seems some big group pulled them out. I want to investigate their motives and get things back to normal. This is all for the future of the Handway city athlete club. This is a matter of great concern. This is what we've been fighting for and dreaming of since we were so young. I don't want it all to just fall apart because of those bastard groups." Nicko said in furious.
"You ask what their motives are? You should have known. It was money, money, and money. And one more thing, power. That's all. And of course, they can get it all with a business and a lot of strong members. Those things make them undefeated." Calvin replied.
"The only way to stop this is to fight them. At least, they shouldn't drag the next athletes into their dark world." Troy said.
"It's not that easy, Troy. The boys joined the gangsters of their own accord. By joining the group, they will receive a lot of money, entertainment, and will also be feared. They are school kids who are easy to persuade with a bigger lollipop." Ian said.
"That's right." Calvin nodded casually by shoving a piece of fried sausage into his mouth, "And your group is too small to fight all of them. I told you, this matter is getting more serious. Now you only realize it when they have grown into giants that are too hard to beat."
"I know. Yes.. I mean, I just found out too." Nicko said.
"You know what, Calvin? We never want to get into trouble. But this time we have to do something. This is a crisis." Troy said with a serious face.
That look on His face even made him looks more ridiculous.
"Could you not be that dramatic? You're making it look like a comedy scene instead." Ian scolded.
"R-really?" The big guy mumbled as he moved back his face which had already moved closer to Calvin's.
Calvin cleared his throat before straightening his back which he had pulled back earlier as Troy get too close to him.
"For now, I have no plans for you guys," Calvin said to the three of them. He shrugged, starting to put on a sad expression, "You must know it. All this time, I've been moving alone to fight them without anyone willing to help at all. So, all I can do so far was only observe them without being able to do much."
Ian clicked, "Yeah, yeah.. Just tell me the important part." he was getting impatient with Calvin's behaviour.
"Calm down, He's expressing his all long disappointment.." Nicko rubbed his best friend's back. He is indeed the most understanding and gentle-hearted.
"Thanks, Nicko." Calvin smiled with all his heart.
"Please continue. I'm starting to hate you too," Nico said with a friendly smile.
Calvin nodded once, then continued, "From what I've seen, there are four groups that are currently aggressively multiplying their members and expanding their territories. That's why they recruited a lot of males who are good at fighting. Maybe, you guys only care about those who are related to you, which is the judo people. But the truth, they also recruiting guys from Karate, Muay Thai, and Boxing studios. It's not just the Judo studios that are in crisis. But they are too."
Calvin paused by taking another sip of his alcohol to clear his throat, which had become dry from talking too much.
"The four groups are the Creeper, Beast Empire, RJC or Red Jack Commander, and Hell Gate. You should have heard of at least one of the four groups' names. They've been around for a long time, but the businesses are like.. well.. just ok. But it looks like someone set them on fire so they did all this." Calvin continued.
"I've heard them all except RJC." Said Nico.
Ian nodded, "I've never heard of that name either. Are they new?"
"Do you know Marcel Douglas?" Asked Calvin.
The three of them nodded. He is a guy whose when in the first grade of high school was fat and liked to fight.
"He is the leader," The continuation made the three guys almost choke on their food.
"What? How could that be?" Troy denied. He remembered that the boy had no friends at all. He was a kid with a freak personality so that no one wants to be close to him.
"If Marcel becomes a member of one of the groups, I still can reasonable it. But if he is the leader of a group, I can't believe it. Who wants to follow him? He's not the type of person who can be a leader." Said Ian.
Nicko patted Ian's shoulder then shook his head slowly. It made Ian and Troy both stare at him in confusion, "Marcel Douglas is Prince Bold a.k.a PB, the Fashion Design major student. The guy who gets the title of the most handsome, coolest, and popular on the campus."