Kazuki nodded, his eyes filling with tears. "I knew you would come."
They quickly untied him, and Haruka wrapped her arms around him, feeling a surge of relief.
Haruka thought to herself, " i couldn't save my brother but i won't let anyone hurt you." and then released Kazuki from her hug.
She with concern in her voice asked Kazuki, " Kazuki are you alright ?"
Kazuki said " yes I am alright ."
Suddenly Takashi said, " we can talk later. Now hurry up let's leave this place."
They started moving out very carefully but when they were moving down some of the Yakuza members on guard saw the back of Takashi and got alerted and started alerting everyone which didn't go unnoticed by Haruka.
She commanded the two of them to leave the place as soon as possible but the both of them were adamant and were not willing to listen to her but Haruka who was alert sensed approaching movements said, " both of you leave right now or i won't be friends with you ever again."
They both said , " no."
Then Kazuki said, " You are our best friend , how can we live you alone in this situation to fight those monsters."
Haruka said, " Do you trust me?"
The both of them nodded their head in yes .
Then Haruka said, " Then leave. I promise to come back soon after handling the situation here. Now hurry up...leave fast."
With that having no option they left from there carefully.
Now the intense fight scene:-
Haruka stood in front of the Yakuza members, her hand tight around the hilt of her samurai sword. She had been tracking them for weeks, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. Now, as they stood before her, she knew that the time had come.
The Yakuza members were no amateurs, they had been trained in martial arts and were equipped with a range of weapons. But Haruka was not afraid. She had trained for years under the guidance of her father, a skilled samurai, and had honed her skills to perfection. She knew that this fight would not be easy, but she was determined to come out on top.
The first Yakuza member charged towards her, his fists raised high. Haruka sidestepped his attack, spinning around and delivering a swift kick to his back. The man stumbled forward, but quickly regained his footing and swung his fist towards her face. Haruka ducked under the punch, thrusting her sword towards his chest. The man managed to dodge, but not before she nicked his shoulder.
Two more Yakuza members joined the fray, flanking her on either side. One of them wielded a batto Sai, a short, bladed weapon. Haruka knew that she would have to be careful. The man with the batto Sai rushed towards her, swinging his weapon in a deadly arc. Haruka parried the blow with her sword, the clash of metal ringing out through the alleyway.
The other Yakuza member tried to catch her off guard, lunging towards her with a swift kick. Haruka evaded the attack, twisting her body and bringing her sword down in a fluid motion. The blade connected with the man's arm, slicing through his flesh.
As the fight continued, Haruka found herself outnumbered. More and more Yakuza members poured into the alleyway, their eyes glinting with malice. But she refused to back down. She fought with all her might, parrying their attacks and striking back with deadly precision.
At one point, a Yakuza member managed to disarm her, sending her sword flying out of her hand. Haruka had no choice but to rely on her hand-to-hand combat skills. She delivered a series of swift punches and kicks, each one landing with bone-crushing force. But the Yakuza members were relentless, and they continued to close in on her.
Just when it seemed like all was lost, Haruka saw an opening. One of the Yakuza members had let down his guard, and she seized the opportunity. With lightning-fast reflexes, she grabbed the man's arm and twisted it behind his back, dislocating his shoulder. The man fell to the ground, screaming in agony.
The other Yakuza members hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to proceed. But Haruka didn't give them a chance to regroup. She lunged towards them, unleashing a flurry of blows that sent them reeling. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the last of the Yakuza members fell to the ground, defeated.
Breathless and bruised, Haruka stood amidst the fallen bodies of her opponents. She had emerged victorious, but at what cost? She had put her life on the line, and it was only through sheer determination and skill that she had managed to come out on top. As she sheathed her sword and made her way out of the alleyway, she knew that she would never forget this battle.
As Haruka landed on the ground, she could feel her muscles trembling from exhaustion. She had just defeated three Yakuza members who had attacked her in an alleyway. Her samurai sword was still clutched tightly in her hand, but she knew that she had to keep her guard up in case there were more attackers.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching her from behind. She quickly turned around, ready to face her next opponent. To her surprise, there was only one person standing there, a tall and muscular man with a shaved head and a scar running down his cheek. He had a wicked grin on his face, and Haruka knew that this was going to be her toughest fight yet.
The man lunged at Haruka with lightning speed, swinging a batto Sai towards her head. Haruka quickly raised her sword to block the attack, but the force of the impact sent her stumbling backwards. She gritted her teeth and regained her balance, preparing for the next attack.
The man charged at her again, swinging his batto Sai in a fierce arc. Haruka parried the blow and struck back with a swift slice of her sword. The man dodged her attack and landed a punch to her stomach, knocking the wind out of her.
Haruka gasped for air and stumbled backwards, trying to regain her breath. The man laughed and charged at her again, swinging his batto Sai in a wild frenzy. Haruka blocked his attacks with her sword, but she could feel the strain on her muscles.
As the fight continued, Haruka's mind began to focus solely on the battle. She blocked each attack with precision and skill, striking back with deadly force. The man was no match for her, and soon he was lying on the ground, defeated and gasping for air.
Haruka stood over him, panting and covered in sweat. She raised her sword in victory, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. She performed Chirubui and She thought that she had faced her toughest opponent yet and had emerged victorious.
As she sheathed her sword, she couldn't help but think about the dangerous world of the Yakuza. She knew that there would always be more fights to be won, but for now, she was content in knowing that she had the strength and skill to face any opponent that came her way.