Chapter 31: Holy Land (I)

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As I mentally prepared myself for this excursion of mine, a certain area within Tokyo appeared to be bustling with activity.

Roughly twenty kilometers away from Suidobashi Station, about a thirty minute subway ride from Baki's House, stood a rather large airport. Plane after plane could be seen going to and fro from several different directions with one large runway, letting individual planes take off, going wherever their destination took them.

In a particular area of this airport at one of the gates, a single plane could be seen, allowing several Japanese figures to de-board the airplane. The sounds of shuffling feet quickly took place after everyone got their baggage, and inside the main hallway, it became bustling with activity, with several people making their way to baggage claims to take care of their remaining luggage.

At this particular gate, a few moments passed before two figures departed from the platform. One appeared to be a very beautiful red-haired woman, currently wearing a New York-style brown leather jacket and a black shirt, which revealed the upper portion of her chest. She also wore some pretty tight and small jeans that made her curves even more alluring.

Next To this red-haired woman stood a short brown-haired man in full black, sporting a nice looking black jacket that hid away his arms, and black pants. Like the rest of the crowd, these two continued walking to keep up the pace.

"So this is Japan, huh? First time coming here. Didn't think I'd expect this place to be so orderly. It's very different from the American airports.", The redhead said, gripping her hands a bit as she carried a black suitcase in one of her hands.

"Oh, you'll get used to it quick. Japan is known to have the best public transportation around the world, and everything is orderly and on time. It's kind of their thing.", The brown-haired man said, answering the redhead's doubt.

"You've been here before?", The redhead asked with interest.

"Once or twice, and with the family. Nothing work related, you can rest assured.", The brown-haired man simply answered.

"Is that so? Well, at least we have work cut out for us. I didn't think it'd involve that realm. I always had a feeling we weren't alone.", The redhead said. As some moments passed, the two walked to the side of the main hallway that connected to the other gates, allowing other travelers to go about their daily business.

"Boy you can say that again. Hard to believe there's life out there. I didn't know the Director was even capable of showing that many expressions in one sitting. Quite hilarious if you ask me.", The brown-haired man chuckled after hearing the redhead say that.

"I know right? Anyways, we got our work cut out for us. An unknown bogey, and we need to locate that UAP. Don't even know if it's on the planet anymore. Our radars detected it for just a split second before it went off the grid.", The redhead said in a small voice, making sure no one else heard it.

"Mmm.", The brown-haired man said, gripping his hand a bit. He wore some black gloves unlike the redhead. "Didn't think the Director would make this a level 7, but your guess is as good as mine. He even gave us a figure to look out for and not to interact with him at all while we stay in Japan.", The man continued.

"You're right on that, Clint.", The redhead responded, only to take out a fancy-looking phone. After tapping it for a while, a specific image of a man who appeared akin to that of a beast showed up on her file.

"Yujiro Hanma. Codename: Ogre. Threat level: Unknown. Caution is advised when approaching this man. Currently holds the title of world's strongest...creature?", The redhead questioned, tilting her head a bit.

"Creature? Not 'person'?", The man who the redhead called Clint responded, musing to her words.

"Or so it says. No idea why this man is addressed as such, nor do I care. I don't think the two will have much in common, but the Director told us to stay clear of this man while we undergo our investigation of that UAP. We got a large scale to cover, but Tokyo is a good starting point isn't it?", The redhead wondered.

"Yeah. I haven't seen anything out of place yet, so it may take a while. And we'll need to determine if whatever that came is a threat, foremost. At least we know who to stay away from. Last time I recall, this place was littered with weird martial artists. It's best not to get grouped with those folks, so I'd be careful going around.", Clint responded.

"Got it. I am a bit curious though, even though we are to stay clear of this man, didn't it say on file that he had a son?", The redhead questioned, drawing Clint's interest.

"A son? Beats me. Don't know, don't care. Just got a job to do.", Clint said, shrugging his shoulders. "And you know I get antsy if I'm too far away from my bow. Let's head to baggage claim.", Clint suggested.

"Now just hold on a minute. I want to see this.", She responded, before tapping on her phone a few times. A different image appeared on it, revealing a sixteen year old boy with a rough appearance, yet his facial expressions seemed oddly childish. One thing for certain was that this boy had quite a bit of muscle on him, as did the previous man.

"Ugh. Fine.", Clint responded, and proceeded to step forward to look at her phone, seeing this boy appear on screen. "Baki Hanma? Student at Sainan High?", Clint questioned the redhead.

"What do you think? Good place to start? We're fishing for a needle in a haystack here. We don't really know what we're looking for here in Japan.", She responded, shrugging her shoulders.

"Just like the good ol' times eh?", Clint retorted with a grin. "Director Fury puts us on these random ass missions with no clear target in sight. Well, we have one now, so let's make our way.", Clint continued to say, urging the redhead to join him.

Yet at this time, their bodies were encompassed by a rather large shadow. As they were, they soon heard a rather foreign accent call out to them, not appearing to be Japanese in the slightest.

"Ola, mi amigos. My ears didn't just play tricks on me just now, did they?", A friendly voice called out to the redhead and the brown-haired man. As to who said this, it appeared to be a person of Brazilian descent.

It didn't take long before a black-skinned man arrived before them. Well, one would say arrive, but this man was currently in a wheelchair. This man was kind enough to let other passengers get off first before he called in services to help him de-board. Behind this man appeared to be a well-dressed man, currently escorting him.

"I think you got the wrong person...", Clint immediately retorted, seeing this foreigner arrive. His arm was in a full cast, and appeared to be quite muscular.

"I don't think I did, amigo. I definitely heard that name right. You just mentioned a boy called Baki right?", The man said with a heavy Portuguese accent.

"If we did, what would it be to you?", The redhead responded, ignoring Clint. The Brazilian man grinned widely hearing her ask that.

"You really are mi companheiros! You came here in search of the holy land, right?", The Brazilian Man questioned the two.

"The holy land? The fuck is that?", The redhead cursed.

"...", Clint tried to respond, but his gaze soon turned serious, seeing the Brazilian man before him say that. He didn't immediately answer her, which only grew her curiosity at Clint's current behavior.

"Clint?", The woman tried to say, only to see Clint remain silent on the matter. An air of silence spread around them for a moment as Clint remained silent.

"Earth to Clint?", She continued, trying to call out to Clint again. Clint remained silent and only observed the bulky Brazilian man before him.

Ignoring the redhead woman, all Clint did was reach down and grab her hand, gripping onto it. Just like that, Clint started to walk, letting the redhead quickly follow him. It didn't take long for the two to vanish into the crowd of Japanese people. The Brazilian man was left alone in his wheelchair. The figure standing behind him raised his eyebrows seeing the two quickly vanish like that.

"Was it really alright to let them go like that, Sir?", The man asked politely. It was none other than this man's butler.

As for who the man was that was seated in the wheelchair, he went by the name Dickinson. He was known as the strongest fighter throughout Brazil. If someone wanted to challenge Brazil's strongest fighter, no matter who it was, they would all point toward a single person, which was Dickinson. Yet why was Dickinson currently in a wheelchair?

He had a whopping 700-0 victory, and was one of the few humans to house a whole room full of shiny trophies as a result of his victories. That room was equivalent to an entire vault. But for some reason, Dickinson was now in a wheelchair. If one looked closely, a few injuries remained on his body, but they were mostly healed up.

Dickinson only smiled as he saw the two figures retreat into the ongoing wave of people.