Nissho Taro was now filled with gratitude; he truly hadn't expected that the Department Head, whom he revered so much, would actually fight for him.
This also caused Harumizu's standing in his heart to rise sharply.
"I must dedicate my life to Lord Harumizu!"
This was the only thought in Nissho Taro's mind at the moment.
So, seeing Harumizu's right hand raised high, he rushed forward immediately.
"Lord Harumizu, if this continues, someone will really get killed." It was hard to imagine what it would be like if those two slaps landed on his own face.
Harumizu turned to look at the other delinquents in the private room at this moment.
Someone suddenly seemed to realize, screaming in alarm: "It's over! It's completely over! Nagasawa was beaten!"
Only then did everyone turn from panic to terror.
The sturdy man in front of them was clearly not someone they could afford to provoke, but the pile of rotten flesh on the sofa was even more of a nightmare in their daily lives.
"Get out of my shop immediately. Don't let me see you again, or you'll end up like him."
Harumizu sat next to Nagasawa Kyuichi and said impatiently to the group of delinquent youths.
He had expected a scene of them scattering and fleeing, but to Harumizu's surprise, not a single one of the five moved first.
However, from their small movements, it was clear that they wanted to leave.
Harumizu frowned slightly, thinking, "Could it be that these people really want to give me intimacy points?"
Risho once again became the first to react in the crowd, waving his hand and directing them:
"Get out! Take Young Master Nagasawa and get out!"
Only then did everyone react.
It turned out that Nagasawa Kyuichi was the backbone among them.
Usually, Nagasawa paid for their outings. To put it nicely, they were a group of fair-weather friends; to put it bluntly, they were merely Nagasawa's dependents.
The Nagasawa Family was said to be quite influential locally. If they ignored Nagasawa's fate after such an incident, it would be unlikely for them to show their faces in the Shinjuku district again.
"Go quickly, take Nagasawa and leave."
One of them pushed another towards Harumizu.
But none of them dared to gamble.
Who could guarantee that when they approached Harumizu, this terrifying man wouldn't suddenly strike out like before... They pushed each other, wanting to leave, wanting to approach, yet no one moved.
Their original arrogance had long vanished after Harumizu's 0-frame strike.
"Lord Harumizu, why don't you go back to the office first? I'll take care of things here!"
Nissho Taro walked up to Harumizu and said in a low voice.
Harumizu looked towards the door and saw Miss Fukada staring at him like a fangirl.
Despite her hot figure and perfect waist-to-hip ratio, her eyes were like those of a young girl experiencing her first crush.
"Fukada-chan, come in and take these two out to rest first!" Harumizu pointed to the two female employees who had just been sobbing in the corner.
Nissho Taro was visibly unsettled after hearing Harumizu's address for Fukada Yua.
His admiration for Harumizu increased once again.
"Lord Harumizu is indeed extraordinary; in less than half an hour, he has developed so quickly with Miss Fukada."
Miss Fukada, upon hearing Harumizu call her that, first paused, then, without thinking, turned her head and said, "Let's go in together and help them out first."
By this time, seven or eight nightclub staff had gathered at the door. Besides a few security guards, there were also three or four female employees who had rushed over after hearing the commotion.
It was originally something that could have been easily resolved, but Nagasawa Kyuichi's identity was clearly not ordinary, which led to this situation.
"Sisters, let's go back to the lounge and rest first."
Fukada walked with the others to the corner to comfort the two female employees who had stopped crying.
Harumizu thus left private room 003 with the staff... With Harumizu gone, the room once again fell into a delicate balance.
Risho originally wanted to help Young Master Nagasawa up from the sofa, but remembering that he might have just embarrassed himself in front of Lord Harumizu, he turned and scolded:
"Baka! Don't you want to take Nagasawa and leave?"
After watching Harumizu leave the private room, the few people slowly recovered, and coupled with Nissho Taro's scolding, they realized the seriousness of the situation.
The few people quickly walked to Nagasawa, and one of them spoke first:
"Manager Risho, what if Nagasawa's family finds us and asks about what happened?"
This question clearly hit the crucial point, and the bald man also couldn't help but look sideways:
"I didn't expect someone among you idiots to actually react. If, and I mean if, someone finds you, there's no need to exaggerate, and don't miss any details. Just tell them the truth."
Ten minutes later, after the last person in the private room finished recounting the incident, Risho patted one of them on the shoulder with satisfaction.
"The ambulance should be downstairs already. You guys help him to the hospital for some simple treatment."
"As for the money for the teeth, let him come to our shop to discuss it then."
Risho pulled out a molar from his jacket pocket and placed it on the table... Downstairs, the ambulance was already waiting.
Among the group, three people offered to leave, while the remaining two were friends who were clearly closer to Nagasawa, and they got into the ambulance together.
The fatter one of them spoke first: "Nagasawa-kun was beaten like this; we can't escape responsibility. Should we call Nagasawa-kun's family?"
The other person hesitated for a long time, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his brows, "What just happened, we must exaggerate and convey it to Nagasawa's family. Otherwise, with Nagasawa's injury this time, a few of us really won't be able to explain it."
"Yamashita, is that really okay?"
The fat man, upon hearing that Yamashita wanted to exaggerate the story, was clearly a bit scared.
Those two slaps not only hit Nagasawa but also gave them psychological trauma.
"Yamashita, you saw the stance of that person just now. If Manager Risho hadn't stopped him, Nagasawa might not have been getting into an ambulance."
Yamashita looked at Nagasawa Kyuichi, who was lying beside him with a bloodied face, as if he had made some kind of decision: "Never mind, Nagasawa was completely ambushed at the time. If it weren't for Manager Risho, the other party could have easily taken Nagasawa's life."
Thinking of the ambush, Yamashita seemed even more determined in his thoughts: "We must get revenge for Nagasawa. I'll contact Nagasawa's family when we get to the hospital."
The fat man sitting opposite had a bitter expression, and he could only nod in agreement, perhaps having thought of something... Inside the hospital, four men in suits stood in front of the hospital bed. Lying on the bed was Nagasawa Kyuichi, still unconscious.
Yamashita Kosuke kept bowing and apologizing to the middle-aged man leading them, his spittle flying.
"We already stated our identities, and their manager seemed quite familiar with Young Master Nagasawa, but even so, that man still went for the kill."
Yamashita had clearly long forgotten Nissho Taro's advice and did not truthfully recount the situation at the time.
Small friction, scolding, sudden attack, deadly blow... These words tumbled out of Yamashita Kosuke's mouth one after another, making Yamashita more and more agitated, more and more excited as he spoke.
"They are completely disrespecting the Nagasawa Family. Young Master Nagasawa is still unconscious. You must help Young Master Nagasawa get revenge!"
The fat man next to him looked at Yamashita, already a bit hazy about what had happened an hour ago, only vaguely remembering those two slaps.
"Baka! Is the Nagasawa Family's business something you can discuss?"
One of them kicked Yamashita in the abdomen. Yamashita seemed to have anticipated such a scene; after falling to the ground, he still gritted his teeth, glaring fiercely at the person, repeating continuously:
"That person at the time just wanted to kill Young Master Nagasawa!"