Chapter 1: Memories from the Distant Years.

Kamurocho's Graveyard, year 2020.

A solemn atmosphere of silence was all over the place, many tombstones were forming rows with small lanes between. They were all ornamented depending on social status. It was past midnight so not many people could be seen around and just a faint light would illuminate the place giving it a melancholic setting.

One humble tomb was among the others, the name "Kazuma Kiryu" could be read on it. Some photos of the Legendary Yakuza across his years of life could be seen. One with twenty years old at the 80s, another one with 40 at the 2000s, being with a nine years old little girl and another one at the 2010s with the same girl turned into a teenager. It was a strong-looking man with black hair, great figure, always serious-looking face. Someone came by the grave and looks at it. It was another black-haired man with black glasses. The darkness made impossible to see his ominuous face clearly. He wears a dark suit with a white shirt.

Jo Amon: "How did this happen... how could any lowly garbage make you disappear, Kazuma Kiryu!..."

The man lights a cigar, looking at the photos carefully. Starts smoking while sitting next to the tomb.

Jo Amon: "It was me who had to kill you, now even if I hunt down whoever did it to you I won't be able to surpass you... I can't think how could you die! But I'll learn soon enough about it before burying your killer. Whoever dares to touch this tomb will die as well. After all, you are the one I respected the most."

Some memories from the last fight he had against the Dragon came back. They were exhausted in the ground with multiple bones fractured and a great amount of blood tainting the ground.

Jo Amon: "Why... Why can't I win?"

Kiryu: "You... are stronger."

Jo Amon: "If that's true, are you sure about me staying around you? I'll kill you when I have the chance. You know it... right?"

Kiryu: "In a certain way... this is the only thing I have left. Because my family and friends shouldn't have me around."

Jo Amon: "It beats me... I'm just here for your life..."

Kiryu: "I know. And perhaps it's better like this."

Jo Amon: "However, I'm curious... why do you want to stay away from your adoptive daughter?"

Kiryu: "She deserves... to live without me putting her in the edge."

The memories from the distant past stops in Jo's head when a familiar feminine voice sounds in the middle of darkness. It was a woman who perfectly fits in the stereotype of classic japanese beauty. Dark short blunt bob hair above her shoulder with straight bangs, brown eyes, a perfectly shaped figure built by physical training... she was wearing some sort of ninja attire made by a crop top and leggings with the same color as the night. Her tummy and legs were a bit exposed in order to allow mobility. At her waist, a short katana was on her belt.

Jo Amon: "Noa..."

Noa: "I'm here as you did order, father."

The Amon Clan's leader turns around to face the woman and turns off the cigarette once he's over.

Jo Amon: "Do you figure out what is the reason of my call?"

Noa: "Is Kazuma Kiryu again? But he's already dead."

Jo Amon: "Precisely. I want you to find his daughter Haruka Sawamura and settle down your unfinished matters. As the Amon Clan's only possible heiress, you shouldn't fall in disgrace."

Noa: "I see. Haruka..."

For a moments she remembers the dance battle they had in the past when they were teenager idols.

Jo Amon: "I respect Kazuma Kiryu and I won't ask you to kill her. Prove that our lineage is more worthy than his."

Noa: "Why won't you ask me to kill her? Is just a curiosity question."

Jo Amon: "Killing her would go against his last will. Now go find her."

The daughter nods bowing down to his father and then swiftly leaves with a insane speed. While she runs on the Graveyard wall's edge, a smile appear on her lips.

Noa: "Soon, I'll find you. Haruka."

Performs a mortal jump to land above a heavy black armored motorbike. Turns it on to come across the old streets of Kamurocho. That was a place known for being unsafe, filled with dangerous people. From mediocre thugs to dangerous yakuza. However, nowadays that last thing is more rare to be seen since the Kamurocho 3K plan to make them die from hunger. The Tojo Clan, one of the two biggest Yakuza Organization that controlled the land was no more.

In any case, across Kamurocho streets many peculiar and unbelievable situations could be found. A group of man in diapers was crossing the streets under the looks of everyone.

Noa: "Gimme a break. This city never changes."

Stops in front of them trying to not laugh when some group of men in black show around her.

Noa: "Let me guess, you want to have a good time with me somewhere more private."

They laugh looking at the Amon heiress with a lewd smile and predatory eyes. Some of them even were starting to make disgusting gestures that are better to not name.

Hooligan: "That's it, sweetie. Will you come? Not that you have much choice."

Noa sighs getting her short katana and sectioning the man's hand with an accurate swift cut. It went to the ground and blood started spilling. The man screamed falling to ground and bleeding, his companions got chinese heavy scimitars and long katanas.

Noa: "So you ignore my warning. I wanted to pass by in silence but seems like you, indeed don't leave me any choice."

Gets down from the Motorbike as the thugs surround her. Waits carefully for one of them to make any move like a panther ready to hunt down a prey at the first hint of mistake. One get separated from the rest charging at the girl.

Hooligan: "What's the matter huh, it's just a woman! Haaaaaa!"

Noa sees an opportunity to start the slaughter as many people groups to see that battle take place forming a circle around. No one seem to be brave enough to assist her but she didn't need it. Starts running swiftly foward and performs a dashing slash to cut that man's right leg. After that, some enemies were intimidated in front of the stream of crimson and sticky liquid but some of them did still charging. The black-haired woman starts dancing like an idol with quick steps between the rivals's blades, some of them would touch her beautiful hair for an inch and one of them could scratch her face a little. But in the end that was nothing compared with what those lethal dance steps did, spilling blood with each cut. Depending on where the strikes were landing, they lost ears, part of their face, an arm, a leg, a hand... the Amon Clan Heiress was someone worthy of her lineage. Once the massacre was over, many horrorized people ran away while she walks away. Not even Police had the bravery of trying the stop her... except a black-haired man with a patch on an eye wearing an opened leopard shirt and laughing like crazy and clapping.

Majima: "Wooow, that was quite a nice show, lady! Fuck, I enjoyed it like a kid!"

Noa: "The Mad Dog of Shimano, Goro Majima I pressume."

Suddenly, the man acted much more seriously like if it was another different person.

Majima: "Seems like you know me for some reason. I admit it was interesting. Kamurocho is too boring without Kiryu-Chan around."

Noa: "Kiryu? Sorry... I'm interested in Haruka Sawamura."

Then, the Mad Dog laughs opening his arms like if he was really interested on the woman.

Majima: "You ain't gonna try to kill her, eh? If you wan't we're gonna have another dance. And I ain't not so easy to cut, hahahaha! How did you know about me and who the hell are you?"

Noa: "Noa Amon, from the Amon Clan. I'm not after her life. My goal is to surpass her as a dancer since she's Kazuma Kiryu legacy. Since he's dead, is the only remaining way."

The yakuza shrugs.

Majima: "The fuck? I guess that times change. So the Amon clan, eh? Kiryu-chan entrusted me everything before going to the damn grave. My life without him is garbage. Hell, I understand why the obsession! There was no one like him!"

Noa: "My father seem to think the same."

Majima: "Let's go have a drink, Noa. I would like to tell you some nice info."

Noa: "Info costs money. Let me put the drinks. We'll go to some convenience store or do you have something in mind?"

Majima: "Good booze is too expensive, I'll take any cheap piss beer without any problem. Honestly, a dance duel like in 80s at Disco with my Kiryu-Chan's daughter? That's new. Now the only dance that remains are those light machines in arcade. Too many colors like a fucking explosive. Did you try to disarm one? When I had Majima Construction some son of a bitch was leaving them all the time. How I'm gonna know the way that rainbow-colored shit works?!"

The Amon heiress giggles.

Noa: "You're interesting and is hard to get bored of you. Is a pity, if you were a woman of my age I'd probably fall for you."

Majima: "Heh, getting that compliment of something that looks to her own side is more than enough. I stopped giving a fuck 'bout woman for any relationship ages ago."

The most famous Convenience Store in the place was Don Quijote. To maintain its classic appearance from the 80s, the owners renovated it leaving the yellow motives and some products from that era like old manga and videogames from Sega Master System, Sega Genesis and Nintendo NES and SNES, even some replicas of the consoles and reproduction cartridges were there on sale separated from new things. A small fridge was there with drinks. Majima stops for a moment to look to a Dragon Quest 3 poster.

Noa: "What's the matter?"

Majima: "I have a friend who loves Dragon Quest and even collects all kind of things from that. He acts like he was the fucking hero of the games but in real life. It's crazy!"

Noa: "Well, technically you are crazy and you rarely see someone normal in Kamurocho."

Majima: "It would be boring without us here. Hell, it gets worse with every year. At this path this show will be cancelled with so much lack of shit."

Noa: "What are you gonna drink?"

Majima: "Get me a Scotch whisky bottle. Tonight I feel european."

The black-haired woman gets the Mad Dog's request and picks up some Caramel Vodka for her. Pays the fee and they leave to the most near public park place. They sit and open their drink.

Majima: "The one that loves Dragon Quest is the one who tells me how Haruka is from time to time. His name is Ichiban Kasuga. Haruka went to Ichinjo, Yokohama. Her will was to overcome Kamurocho and jump to a next page. And I don't blame the girl, after all she had to suffer the curse of being among Yakuza like me."

Gives a deep drink to the Whisky after talking so seriously for a moment and then sighs of relief. Everything changes with a madman smile.

Majima: "Fuck, is so good to be cheap! It's nice for once to see that you didn't get too used to be the Daddy's girl. For one moment I thought that you were goin' to make me pay everything and go to an expensive restaurant. I had to do shit like that in the 80s to get info. Vietnam memories, lady."

Noa: "This is 2020. Even if my father didn't change his mentality I did. Not everyone is going to be like that. Get used to it, and call me just Noa. Formalities are a pain in the ass. I ain't learning how to use eleven forks."

The mad dog burst into laughs and claps to her.

Majima: "Oh my fuckin' god. This is priceless. You're gonna make happy another lady someday."

Noa: "Maybe. But I have to keep the family's lineage anyway. My father is getting old. He's around your age."

Majima: "Ye. Getting old sucks. But who cares, I can still cut people in half!"

Noa: "And what do you think about me?"

They did keep drinking. Then, the veteran yakuza looks at her, thinkative for a moment.

Majima: "You have potential, but experience is not on your side. Hell, if you didn't have any affiliation I sure would train you in how to properly use that katana. The ones who fought you were little shits."

Noa: "I see, I did complete my training just one year ago."

Majima: "Anyway you could stand some assaults against me, just like Ichi. Not everyone can."

Noa: "Thanks for the info about that guy. Now I have to know where to find him."

Majima: "Survive bar. Ask the bartender and give me your phone number just in case you need something. I'll give Ichiban's number too if that makes everything easier."

They get the smartphones and exchange their numbers.

Noa: "I'm curious, what did make Kazuma Kiryu so special for you or my father?"

After finishing the drink, Majima gets to speak the most serious words in all the conversation.

Majima: "I loved him. To the point that having fights against him were the only thing that mattered for me. He was a monster capable of defeating everything in front of him, no matter who or what, regardless of his condition. He has become the Legendary Yakuza for some reason. Is just natural to me that your father wanted to surpass him. Plus, he never had any personal interest, always sacrifying himself for others and not judging anyone. He didn't need any luxuries on life, and was always fighting... with his past, and against his luck. Everyone who wanted to help him died or was in grave danger. That's why he..."

Some seconds after that silence, Noa answers.

Noa: "I'm understanding why my father said that he was a great man and added that surpassing him would make him even greater."

Majima: "I tell you what... he did end alone because he loved a woman who died fifteen years ago. Yumi Sawamura."

Noa: "Sawamura... like in Haruka Sawamura?"

Majima: "Yeah, to protect an ungrateful bastard from Prison, he went ten years for a crime he didn't commit. Know what? Yumi didn't wait for him. She went with a corrupt politician that abandoned her daughter and Kiryu took her like if it was his. And honestly, thank fuckin' god Haruka is not like her biologycal parents. Don't dare to do anything bad to her. Or I'll hunt you down. Kiryu-Chan didn't have a fuckin' reason to adopt her and here we are. And I'm gonna make sure nothin' bad happens. If that bitch called Yumi were still alive, I would tell her a couple of things. "I wanted to wait for ya, Kiryu!" My fuckin' ass. I loved him more than her on her entire sorry life."

Says Majima putting a pseudo-female voice and a hilarious forced gesture at the phrase about Yumi lying to Kiryu.

Noa: "... poor thing. I won't lay a finger on her. I'll just humilliate her at dancing."

Majima: "Good."

Noa: "Then, when it's over I'll ask my father to become her bodyguard at part-time. I'm tired of this war against someone who is dead already. If he was that kind of man, the best thing is to let him rest. Now I admire him and Haruka more than before."

Majima: "Well, seems like I should get goin'. See ya, next time Noa! Gotta some things to do!"

With a psycho laughter he just gets the first giant traffic cone and hides inside of it, walking on stealth. The black-haired woman starts laughing with the scene.

Noa: "What a guy... alright. Time to ride a bike to Ichinjo. But I shouldn't drive like this..."

Her vission was a bit blurry and her cheeks got a cute reddish tint.

Noa: "I'll hit the sack at some hiding spot and call it a day. Haruka... soon, you'll face me again! But first Ichiban Kasuga must be contacted."