Of course, Akutagawa was one of the strongest people to admire. Following him would definitely grant you great power.

But he himself was... Not such a great person, and everyone could tell it. He was feared in the Yokohama streets like a nightmare lurking for you on every step. Picking up a fight with him was like choosing death. And that's why you respected him so much. Having everyone scared with just one glance at his way, it was admirable, really.

As a mentor, he wasn't much different. But instead of accepting your fate like he expected his every victim to do, he expected you to fight back. That's why you're in Port Mafia. To fight like a rabid dog, not hide like a scared sheep. He was merciless to you.

"Is this all you've got?!"

He raises his voice as he grabs your form with Rashoumon and throws you harshly into the wall, making the rubble crumble harshly from the impact. Your face was a mess of blood and various scratches, whichever are from today or your previous trainings with him. You didn't even worry for the bones you've probably broken from that throw, trying to stand up from your fatal position.

Watching your pathetic form struggle to even breathe, he starts walking towards your way with a dangerous scowl on his face, his arms behind his back.