Spoiled Bread
The Lord of the Uneaten
Ringo Nakano
__Turf War : The Beggining__
"Thank you for the purchase~"
Ringo stepped out of the store and stared at the paper bag on her hand. Inside it was various foods like celeries, carrots, mushrooms and potatoes. Ingredients for ramens probably. Ichigo, the baby she saved during the caravan ambush was tied on her back. Occasionally he would pull her hair or hit her head, which at first greatly annoys her but at this point she was so used by it she didn't even react anymore. Still, even if she had gotten used to her new life there's still a big question knocking inside her mind.
The hell she's doing??
She's supposed to be a fearsome heir to a powerful clan and inheritor of a massive company. How could she ended up becoming an errand girl and a babysitter?? Heck, she barely had enough money to do anything worthwhile. For some unknown reasons she wasn't allowed to help with the cooking or serving the customers in the izakaya so her allowance was rather limited, and the money she got from the mission office drained very quickly just to fund her custom explosives. She needs another gigs, a new source of income that's more reliable than Fujimoto or the office.
"Nyeh,, nyeh." Ichigo once again pulled her hair, though this time he seemed to pull it to a certain direction. There, in an abandoned dumping ground where debris filled almost every inches of it was a scene that Ringo wasn't unfamiliar with. Three boys kicking another boy who had been kneeling on the ground.
"Eww... ganging up. If they want to beat him so badly they should do it one on one." Ringo said to Ichigo with disgusted tone, clearly unamused by the scene she was watching.
"Nyehh!" The baby seemed to agree.
"That boy also should stop being pathetic and stands for himself."
"Nyeh!"
"This kind of thing is really not worthy of my attention."
"Nyeh! Nyeh!"
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"Subaru... Don't think you can just wander here and come back safely." One of the trio, the biggest one, loomed over the keeling boy. "Now stop resisting and hand over your mo-"
The boy's threat was cut short when suddenly his face distorted from the unexpected force he just received before he was sent flying across the field and landed on a bunch of soggy cardboards. Next to his original spot was a newcomer that none of the boys had ever see, a girl with fierce eyes and a baby that seemed to be very excited.
"Looks fun. Let me join to even the number. You three fat boys against this loser boy, this baby, and me." The girl had an ear to ear grin as she challenged the boys with a barely disguised insult. The boy had lose his will to fight and the baby can't fight, she's clearly challenging all three of them against her alone.
"You bastard! You will pay for hitting our captain!" The two boys yelled loudly as they charged towards the challenger... and the fight was finished in two second after the girl smashed their head against each other.
"Geee, can't you guys be a little more entertaining to fight?" Ringo kneeled and ruffled through their pockets, her eyes widen when she pulled a decently-sized roll of money from each of them. She definitely didn't expect to find this much as these boys didn't looks like fancy sons of billionaires or something like that. She giddily took all the money for herself.
"Give it back... give back the money..." The so called 'captain' of the trio forced himself to stand and blocked Ringo's path out of the dumping ground.
"No." The victor takes everything. She knew that kind of thinking was likely considered twisted by others but that's what her family had been drilling into her head all this time. Her firm answer seemed to shock the captain as he staggered backward like he was pushed by an unseen force.
"Yo-you will regret it. That money belong to one of King of The Street."
Ringo noticed the face he was making. It's the face of a goon that would get punished by his boss because he returned empty handed, and she didn't care, that's not her problem. She was more interested in this so called King of The Street thing. This was her first time hearing anything about it.
"Oh? and which king are you talking about?"
"King of the ronin, The Obsidian Finch. He would cut down anyone who insults him with the cursed sword. Please give the money back."
King of ronin? obsidian finch? king of street? How many titles did this guy have? He must have a big ego and poor naming taste, probably the young son of a high-ranked official or the likes. Those type of people have a tendency to try dipping their hand into the underworld, without understanding the responsibility and impact of their actions.
"Well, good luck to you then." Ringo ignored his plea and shoved him away, a thought suddenly crossed her mind. She's bored, she needs money and she needs influence. Maybe...
"Oh, feel free to tell your boss about me. I am, umm... err..." Ringo mentally facepalmed as she didn't thought this far. Should she introduced herself as just Ringo? But this king of street guy was the type to call himself the king of ronin. She needs a fancy name to fully draw their attention!
"Nyeeehhhhh..." Ichigo impatiently pulled her hair. He was very excited whenever he sees violence but then become impulsive the moment after. Oh,
"Call me Mother Bear. I am the new ruler of this area. Now scrams and never show your ugly face here again!" Ringo could feel adrenaline rushing through her veins. She's practically declaring a war to a gang she never met before. This would be very exciting. With a renewed confidence she walked out of the dumping ground, though her eyes met with the eyes of the bullied boy on the ground. He said nothing and his eyes lacked any fire on it. She wasn't sure how to handle this kind of people actually.
"At least buy a brass knuckle. It would probably safe you in the future." Ringo dropped some of the money she just got in front of the boy before resuming her trip back home.
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"AHHHHHHHHHH,,,,,,,, THAT'S TERRIBLE!" Back in her small room, Ringo was rolling on her futon while biting her pillow in frustation. What kind of name was Mother Bear? Cringe! She should pick a better one, like Terminator of Doom or Harbringer of Apocalypse. If the street king really visit her she would try to convince them that her real title wasn't mother bear.
That night, Ringo had a nightmare about getting yelled by her mother and received an exploding slipper on her face.
__Turf War : The Beggining__
"Thank you for the purchase~"
Ringo stepped out of the store and stared at the paper bag on her hand. Inside it was various foods like celeries, carrots, mushrooms and potatoes. Ingredients for ramens probably. Ichigo, the baby she saved during the caravan ambush was tied on her back. Occasionally he would pull her hair or hit her head, which at first greatly annoys her but at this point she was so used by it she didn't even react anymore. Still, even if she had gotten used to her new life there's still a big question knocking inside her mind.
The hell she's doing??
She's supposed to be a fearsome heir to a powerful clan and inheritor of a massive company. How could she ended up becoming an errand girl and a babysitter?? Heck, she barely had enough money to do anything worthwhile. For some unknown reasons she wasn't allowed to help with the cooking or serving the customers in the izakaya so her allowance was rather limited, and the money she got from the mission office drained very quickly just to fund her custom explosives. She needs another gigs, a new source of income that's more reliable than Fujimoto or the office.
"Nyeh,, nyeh." Ichigo once again pulled her hair, though this time he seemed to pull it to a certain direction. There, in an abandoned dumping ground where debris filled almost every inches of it was a scene that Ringo wasn't unfamiliar with. Three boys kicking another boy who had been kneeling on the ground.
"Eww... ganging up. If they want to beat him so badly they should do it one on one." Ringo said to Ichigo with disgusted tone, clearly unamused by the scene she was watching.
"Nyehh!" The baby seemed to agree.
"That boy also should stop being pathetic and stands for himself."
"Nyeh!"
"This kind of thing is really not worthy of my attention."
"Nyeh! Nyeh!"
"...."
---------------------------------------------
"Subaru... Don't think you can just wander here and come back safely." One of the trio, the biggest one, loomed over the keeling boy. "Now stop resisting and hand over your mo-"
The boy's threat was cut short when suddenly his face distorted from the unexpected force he just received before he was sent flying across the field and landed on a bunch of soggy cardboards. Next to his original spot was a newcomer that none of the boys had ever see, a girl with fierce eyes and a baby that seemed to be very excited.
"Looks fun. Let me join to even the number. You three fat boys against this loser boy, this baby, and me." The girl had an ear to ear grin as she challenged the boys with a barely disguised insult. The boy had lose his will to fight and the baby can't fight, she's clearly challenging all three of them against her alone.
"You bastard! You will pay for hitting our captain!" The two boys yelled loudly as they charged towards the challenger... and the fight was finished in two second after the girl smashed their head against each other.
"Geee, can't you guys be a little more entertaining to fight?" Ringo kneeled and ruffled through their pockets, her eyes widen when she pulled a decently-sized roll of money from each of them. She definitely didn't expect to find this much as these boys didn't looks like fancy sons of billionaires or something like that. She giddily took all the money for herself.
"Give it back... give back the money..." The so called 'captain' of the trio forced himself to stand and blocked Ringo's path out of the dumping ground.
"No." The victor takes everything. She knew that kind of thinking was likely considered twisted by others but that's what her family had been drilling into her head all this time. Her firm answer seemed to shock the captain as he staggered backward like he was pushed by an unseen force.
"Yo-you will regret it. That money belong to one of King of The Street."
Ringo noticed the face he was making. It's the face of a goon that would get punished by his boss because he returned empty handed, and she didn't care, that's not her problem. She was more interested in this so called King of The Street thing. This was her first time hearing anything about it.
"Oh? and which king are you talking about?"
"King of the ronin, The Obsidian Finch. He would cut down anyone who insults him with the cursed sword. Please give the money back."
King of ronin? obsidian finch? king of street? How many titles did this guy have? He must have a big ego and poor naming taste, probably the young son of a high-ranked official or the likes. Those type of people have a tendency to try dipping their hand into the underworld, without understanding the responsibility and impact of their actions.
"Well, good luck to you then." Ringo ignored his plea and shoved him away, a thought suddenly crossed her mind. She's bored, she needs money and she needs influence. Maybe...
"Oh, feel free to tell your boss about me. I am, umm... err..." Ringo mentally facepalmed as she didn't thought this far. Should she introduced herself as just Ringo? But this king of street guy was the type to call himself the king of ronin. She needs a fancy name to fully draw their attention!
"Nyeeehhhhh..." Ichigo impatiently pulled her hair. He was very excited whenever he sees violence but then become impulsive the moment after. Oh,
"Call me Mother Bear. I am the new ruler of this area. Now scrams and never show your ugly face here again!" Ringo could feel adrenaline rushing through her veins. She's practically declaring a war to a gang she never met before. This would be very exciting. With a renewed confidence she walked out of the dumping ground, though her eyes met with the eyes of the bullied boy on the ground. He said nothing and his eyes lacked any fire on it. She wasn't sure how to handle this kind of people actually.
"At least buy a brass knuckle. It would probably safe you in the future." Ringo dropped some of the money she just got in front of the boy before resuming her trip back home.
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"AHHHHHHHHHH,,,,,,,, THAT'S TERRIBLE!" Back in her small room, Ringo was rolling on her futon while biting her pillow in frustation. What kind of name was Mother Bear? Cringe! She should pick a better one, like Terminator of Doom or Harbringer of Apocalypse. If the street king really visit her she would try to convince them that her real title wasn't mother bear.
That night, Ringo had a nightmare about getting yelled by her mother and received an exploding slipper on her face.