Street near the river, day, clear sky. Everything seems to be fine... But the asphalt is littered with unconscious bodies of enemy gang members. Only two members of Kanto Manji towered over the poor guys. Kokonoi stepped on the face of one of the defeated opponents.

Kokonoi: Don't forget that there is no onther gangs besides us here, in Tokyo.

Sanzu sat comfortably on the corpse of one of his opponents and watched his fellow gang member with a satisfied, slightly crazy smile.

Sanzu: What a view...

Kokonoi: Please shut up…