"You gotta take your electives" Yukinari said while looking into a newspaper.
"Well that's not how it should work" Kirie replies, "but engineering students have no need for drama classes!"
"A lotta college professors gotta make a living" Yukinari reasoned.
"Students should always come first" Kirie implored while the two walked together heading to the UFC. "If your teaching is not in demand, you should look for a different job."
"Yours?" Yukinari asked after fishing out the sports section of the newspaper.
"Definitely mine" Kirie answers accepting the offering. "...Oh, some key injuries."
The club in the distance came into view and Yukinari could make out Masashi seemingly kneeling down in front of the club.
"Wonder what Masashi's up to?" Yukinari asked approaching.
"Looks like he's working on a sign" Kirie observes. As the two close in, the situation clears: Masashi was kneeling before a wooden sign with carved lettering that read 'Underground Fitness Club'. By his side he had paint and paint brushes.
"Hey Masashi, working on a sign?" Yukinari asked.
"Yep!" Masashi simply replies as he dipped a paint brush into paint.
"Had no idea you had an artistic side" Kirie said examining the paint work in progress.
"Dad owns a sign shop and I help him regularly. Miss Nina needed a new sign for the club so here I am" Masashi revealed.
"You're doing a great job by the way" Yukinari compliments.
"Thanks! Dad might hand over the family business one day so I better be" Masashi replies. Just then, Nina exits the club with two water bottles in her hands.
"Hello guys" Nina greets as she hands Masashi a water bottle. Yukinari and Kirie greet back. "You guys thirsty?"
"I'm fine, thanks" Kirie says.
"I'm a little thirsty, I'll take one" Yukinari answers. Miss Nina retrieves another bottle to hand over. "Thanks!"
"Got tired of the old sign?" Kirie asked Nina.
"Yeah. It's important to upgrade when you own a business" Nina answers. "It's business 101."
"Sorta brings back memories doesn't it Miss Nina?" Masashi asked.
"How do you mean?" Nina returned.
"Me helping out with the club like this. Painting for its sake" Masashi said.
"..You mean when... You really wanna recall those memories?" Nina asked incredulously.
"Why not? It's in the past" Masashi reasoned.
"What's this about?" Yukinari questions. Nina clears her throat.
"Masashi here used to roll with a biker gang" Nina revealed.
"A biker gang!?" Yukinari and Kirie both exclaim in shock.
"Whoa, you rode motor bikes?" Kirie asked impressed.
"Pretty cool! You still ride 'em?" Yukinari inquired.
"Ermm, bicycle gang" Masashi admits uneasily.
"Bicycles!?" Yukinari and Kirie both exclaim once more.
"Go ahead and laugh" Masashi orders. "Get it out of your system."
Kirie immediately attempts to hold it in while Yukinari simply smiles.
"There's no shame. Bicycles are fun" Yukinari compliments.
"..Yeah... Wh-what Yukinari s-said" Kirie adds still trying not to burst out laughing.
"Just let it out already" Masashi requests impatiently.
"I-I'm sorry" Kirie manages to get out before sheltering in Yukinari's arms.
"Don't mind her Masashi" Yukinari says while Kirie let out her laughter into his shoulder. "I'd love to hear about this biker gang thing though if you don't mind."
"Too bad, I don't feel like it anymore" Masashi says with a pout.
"O-okay... Okay... It's out of my system" Kirie said detaching herself from Yukinari. Masashi eyes her suspiciously. "Sorry, it's just your timing was perfect: I pictured you in a meaty motorcycle before I had to picture you in a little bicycle."
"...As long as it's out of your system" Masashi says. "Miss Nina! You too!?" he then lets out looking at Nina who was quietly letting out laughter into her palm.
"K-Kirie was right. The timing was perfect" Nina manages to say.
"Motorcycles were expensive okay?" Masashi explains. "Whatever. Miss Nina, you do the reminiscing."
"Oh, you want me to do it?" Nina asked.
"Sure" Masashi confirms. "I'd like to focus on your sign here."
"Very well then. Fair enough" Nina agrees.
-FLASHBACK-
They called themselves 'The Alley Tigers', a group of high school-age juveniles that rode around Mizuno haphazardly on their mountain bicycles. During the club's very early days, it was difficult for Nina to miss them cycling about and becoming a nuisance for cars and pedestrians alike. Nina never thought much of them; they seemed like typical rowdy teenagers and Nina was too busy with getting the club up and running to care about them either way.
Initial days were not kind to Nina's business as the club did not have very many members. "Gotta start somewhere" Nina would tell herself as the club struggled but after a few months, it finally started turning a profit albeit a small one but a profit regardless. The regular business was not one unsavory elements failed to miss and this first made itself apparent one early morning when Nina found graffiti defacing one of the walls of her club.
Other than this, it was just another morning as cleaning crews would not be there until the evening.
"Hello, welcome!" Nina greeted a young man, an adolescent with very short and dark hair, whiskers lining his lower jaw, and surely not much older than 18, who entered the club later that same morning.
"What's up?" was the adolescent's reply as he approached the front counter. "Welcome to the neighborhood" he said as Nina noticed the young man's neat and tidy school uniform.
"Young man, shouldn't you be heading to school?" Nina questioned only to be met with a grin.
"School was cancelled" was the adolescent's reply, "and call me Yasuo" he requested resting a forearm atop the counter.
"Hello Yasuo. It's nice to meet you" Nina greeted. "Here for a membership I hope?"
"Actually, I'm here to help you" said Yasuo. "There has been an uptick of vandalism in these parts, I think you noticed by now. This place is new and that makes it a big target for vandals that go out at night and tag up walls. And this fine establishment of yours has nice walls!"
"Is that so?" Nina asked simply.
"Yeah! I've lived long enough in this town to know how things go in these parts" Yasuo said. "This is prime real estate!"
"Why thank you!" Nina said with a smile. "I worked hard to make sure it would be and still work to keep it that way."
"And you should be proud but looks like you've already been hit!" Yasuo emphasized with alarm. "Did you see it?"
"See what?"
"The tag outside" Yasuo clarified.
"Oh, that. Yes, it was an unpleasant surprise" Nina remarked.
"I'm sure it was" Yasuo said. "I and a couple of buddies of mine, we ride around this hood regularly" he said indicating outside the club, "and we can keep away any troublemakers that hang around too close to this place."
Looking outside, Nina finds two similarly-aged and dressed youths atop bicycles spectating other bicyclists riding around at high speeds.
"Of course, we can't do this for free" Yasuo clarified.
"...No, you cannot" Nina agreed.
"But look at the alternative" Yasuo said as Nina became convinced this kid was threatening her, "it's bad for business to let someone mark up the place and you don't want that."
"Of course I don't want that" Nina agreed again.
"We can protect you" Yasuo said.
"It seems you can."
"So what do you say?" Yasuo asked.
"Yasuo was your name?" Nina asked.
"Yes, Yasuo."
"Business card?"
"What?"
"A business card. Most businessmen have them. Do you?" Nina asked.
"Afraid not" Yasuo surrendered.
"I didn't think so" Nina said moments before Yasuo was sent flying out of her club. Yasuo and his fellow bicyclists stared in shock as Nina stood firm before her club.
"You crazy bitch!" Yasuo shouts sitting up from the ground.
"Try to extort me will ya!?" Nina growled looking down at Yasuo and his cohorts. "Beat it, punks!"
"You made a big mistake" threatened Yasuo as some of his bicyclist friends started closing in.
"Imma fix you good!" growled the bicyclist hoodlum closest to Nina as he charged at her swinging. The swing is evaded, the hoodlum gets a powerful palm to his nose, and he falls back grasping at his face in pain. "Aaaagh!"
"Keep your distance fellas, I don't want to hurt you" Nina warned but to no avail.
"Bitch!" Another punk runs straight at her intending to tackle Nina only to have her grab him by his head and redirect his momentum into the ground. "Aghk!" he lets out in pain as he tackles the ground successfully.
"I'm not a fan of beating up on kids" Nina said looking around seeking whoever next would dare get close enough. She's then suddenly charged at by a punk speeding towards her on his bike, a bike chain in his hand. He swings at Nina but Nina ducks out of the way and grabs the attacker by the collar of his school uniform, yanks hard and drops him on his back.
"Aaaagh!" the swift assailant wails as his bicycle speeds aimlessly away.
"Get the bitch!" Yasuo ordered but his underlings seemed to hesitate. They could see Nina was no pushover. Emboldened by a thick wooden stick, yet another punk tries to surprise Nina and swings at her. Nina, to everyone's surprise, parries the swing with a weapon of her own, an object that looked like a small baseball bat.
"Ganging up and using weapons against me? That's not very fair" Nina said before swinging her newly-revealed weapon breaking the punk's wooden stick in half to the punk's horror. "Luckily, I'm not entirely helpless" she said as she, with the press of a button, made high-voltage currents snap and pop viciously between the small prongs at the tip of her weapon.
"Holy shit!" yelped one hoodlum underneath a collective gasp.
"Boys, know what this is?" Nina asked brandishing what was clearly a stun baton. "Wanna know what it feels like? Any volunteers?" Nina asked as her baton snapped viciously. Unsurprisingly, none stepped forward.
"I-I'm out!" said the delinquent nearest the stun baton and he broke away from the group.
"Coward!" Yasuo shouted but despite his condemnation, more backed away.
"If electrocution is too scary, I can start you guys off with a gentle beating" Nina offers up hitting her palm with the hard, stainless steel stun baton.
"F-fuck this!" said another hooligan who mounted his bicycle and sped away. What had started off as a tiny trickle turned into a torrent as more of Yasuo's goons abandoned the fight, some on foot, others on their bicycles.
"Cowards!" Yasuo shouted again but he too found himself backing away from the fight. As the troublesome crowd scrambled away, Nina manages to nab one of the delinquents who piqued Nina's interest for his hands had paint on them.
"Hello! Nice to meet you!" Nina greeted the delinquent, a young high schooler with brown, spiky hair she was restraining in a headlock. Many moments later, she had her captive standing before the graffiti defacing a wall of her club. "What's it say?" she asked unable to read the heavily-stylized writing.
"How should I know?" was the delinquent's swift yet flat reply.
"You gotta know. You wrote it after all" Nina answered holding a spray can she had retrieved from the delinquent who she was certain was the tagger. "Is it your name?"
"Would be stupid to just write my name wouldn't it?" the tagger pointed out.
"True" Nina agreed. "What is your name?"
"Why should I tell you!?" the tagger almost growled.
"Because I asked you" Nina replied.
"You tell me yours first" the tagger asked in defiance.
"Oh, where are my manners? You're right!" Nina replies. "My name's Sakura" Nina lied.
"Sakura" the tagger repeated. "Heh. Common name."
"Yes. Now you tell me yours."
"I don't wanna" the stubborn tagger countered.
"How rude!" Nina said raising her voice. "I gave you my name!" The tagger stood there and said nothing to this. "...Very well" Nina resumed holding up the taggers wallet. "Guess if I can't have your name-"
"When did you!?" the tagger gasped searching his person for it. "Give it back!" he demanded reaching for it only to get put into a headlock again.
"I asked nicely but that didn't work" Nina said. "Now let's look here" she said as she searched the tagger's wallet. "...Masashi Fujita is your name, is it?" she asked as she found Masashi's school identification card.
"Th-thief!" Masashi manages to say as he struggled against Nina's impressive strength.
"Looks who's talking!" Nina quipped.
"G-give it back!"
"You want this back?" Nina asked before knocking Masashi down with a kick. "Fix my wall and I'll give it back."
"Get lost!" Masashi spat up at Nina. "You mess with an Alley Tiger, you're in for a world of hurt!"
"Am I?" Nina asked Masashi. "And where is this world of hurt right now?" she asked surveying her surroundings only to find it empty of any single 'Alley Tiger'.
Masashi opened his mouth only to close it upon realizing he was on his own and no one was backing him up. He had been left at the mercy of Nina and her stun baton.
"Look. I'll make it simple: you either fix my wall and once you're done, I give you back your wallet and let you go OR I turn you in to the cops and they'll take it from here. What do you say?"
"...I ain't got... no paint" Masashi said weakly surrendering to the easier option.
"Not to worry" Nina assured and in minutes, she returned with a paint roller and appropriate paint from inside her own club. Just as quickly, with roller and paint ready, Masashi began the task of covering up the graffiti he had left on the club's wall. "You have some talent. That was a nice design for... Whatever it was."
"...It was kanji we use for writing 'Alley Tigers'" Masashi said regretting having to cover up his work.
"Really?" Nina said as she watched Masashi repair the wall. "Sorta giving yourself away there. Pretty close to just writing your own name on my wall..."
"What's it matter, it's getting covered either way."
"Of course it is! You can be an artist all you want but not on my wall!" Nina asserted. Masashi says nothing. "...Why aren't you in school?"
"Because school sucks" Masashi answered.
"And what kind of future do you expect to have with an attitude like that?" Nina asked. "You think you have a future writing on walls?"
"I have a future as an Alley Tiger" Masashi countered as he continued painting.
"Ha! And where has that gotten you?" Nina challenged. "Your wallet's mine, you're at my mercy" she mocked poking with her baton, "and your fellow tigers are nowhere to be found."
"D-don't worry about me, lady!" Masashi said vexed by the painful truth Nina had just shared. "I'll be out of your hair once this is done" he added but seemed to not want to look Nina in the eye. "You want your wall painted don't you?"
"Fair enough" Nina agreed and Masashi made quick work of covering up his tag.
"Done" Masashi said passively before Nina walks up to the wall to give it a closer look. "What's there to look at? It's all the same color."
"You're not a bad painter" Nina complimented. "The strokes are nice and parallel."
"I don't even know what that means. Can I just have my wallet back now?" Masashi requests.
"Very well, I am pleased with your work Mr. Fujita" Nina praised though the sentiment felt phony to Masashi. This felt less like a service rendered than a sentence served to him but at least his wallet would be returned.
"H-hey! Let go!" Masashi complained as he tried to wrestle his wallet from Nina's grip.
"Promise me" Nina began to lecture as she released her grip, "that you'll go to school."
"Sure I will, lady" Masashi said examining his wallet. Satisfied, he turned to leave preferring not to say another word and hoping to find his fellow tigers.
-END FLASHBACK-
"So what happened next? The story doesn't end there I'm sure" Yukinari said.
"Nope" Nina answered. "I thought that would be the last I saw of these little bikers but I was wrong."
"Yep!" Masashi agreed. "As for me, I'd end up disillusioned with the bike gang so I slowly drifted away."
"They ditched you after all" Yukinari recalled.
"Yes they did" Masashi agreed once more. "Miss Nina made that point when she made me paint her wall. It sorta stuck to the back of my mind after that as I rode about with my bike gang."
"Bicycle gang" Kirie whispers humorously.
"I know it was a bicycle gang! Still gonna call it a bike gang!" Masashi counters tearing himself away from his work momentarily.
"Okay okay! It was just a little giggle on my end" Kirie defends.
"Kirie's only being truthful" Nina adds.
"Yeah but let a man indulge a little" Masashi complained.
"Kirie" Yukinari begins with a hand on Kirie's shoulder, "apologize."
"I'm sorry Masashi. Please continue" Kirie said.
"..Right" Masashi said. "Miss Nina gave us a good beating."
"Damn right I did" Nina says with pride.
"We did not take that well" Masashi recalls, "especially Yasuo. A lot of us bikers wanted to just move on but Yasuo. He wasn't ready to move on. He was gonna get even with Nina, one way or another."
Yukinari and Kirie lean in to await more.
-FLASHBACK-
Just outside of Mizuno along a dirt road, a number of Alley Tigers practiced one of their favorite pastimes: soda can baseball. One person, a 'pitcher', armed with a collection of empty soda cans tossed cans up into the air as riders armed with baseball bats passed by attempting to hit the cans as far as they could and as frequently as they could.
"You can't treat an Alley Tiger like that" Yasuo, leader of said bike gang, seethed atop his bike not long after the strong rebuke at the hands of Nina. Standing by him were fellow Alley Tigers observing the game of soda can baseball as they listened in. Within earshot was Masashi who was also observing the impromptu game.
"What's on your mind Yasuo?" a fellow tiger asked.
"We get back at her, what else?" Yasuo said. "A tiger does not leave crimes go unpunished."
"What's the plan?" another tiger asked tossing a stray can back toward the pitcher.
"Equalizers" Yasuo said simply lifting a rag from atop the basket on his bike to unveil two large Molotov cocktails.
"When?" Yasuo's cohort asked.
"Tonight" Yasuo revealed before covering up the cocktails anew.
"Gonna need help?"
"You two will be plenty" Yasuo said. "Tonight."
Masashi, standing by, decided he would do nothing. Half of him wanted to get back at Nina for making him paint over his work. Another half was still nagged at by the disappearance of his tigers at his greatest moment of need.
-TRANSITION-
On the quietest hours of the night, the hit would be quick and effective. Three masked figures sat atop bikes in front of Nina's club armed with Molotov cocktails.
"Light" was the simple order issued by the first of the masked young men holding the first of two cocktails. The second masked man pulls out a lighter and sets aflame the rag hanging out of the cocktail while the third served as look-out. With the flame of the first cocktail, the second cocktail is ignited as well. The bottles are then sent flying through the large glass windows of Nina's club. The cocktails shatter upon hitting the entrance room floor spreading flaming accelerant in all directions.
"Let's see if she'll be needing protection after this" the first of the men directs at the other two while growing flames now illuminated the interior of the previously-dark entrance room. The flames intensified as the three masked men rode off quickly. Now aflame, Nina's club was at severe risk of burning down.
Thankfully, the fire sprinkler system was soon engaged and torrents of water extinguished the flames.
The security system in Nina's club alerted her to a possible break-in and shortly after, Nina had returned to find fire damage to the front counter, the small coffee table and some of the chairs in the entrance room. The floor suffered worst of all and had been warped and burned by the temporary but intense heat.
"Miss Nina, you seem to be taking this awfully well" said Noriko, one of the three club attendants Nina had summoned moments before. Her club attendants were busy trying to clean up and prepare the club before opening time.
"Were you expecting me to be a little more upset?" Nina asked with a pleasant smile.
"Of course! I mean someone tried to torch your club!" Noriko said as she helped sweep up the entrance room.
"I'm perfectly calm, don't worry" Nina assured. "I just need you three to help clean up as best as possible."
"You can count on us Miss Nina" said Asahi with a salute.
"I'm glad to hear!" Nina said gratefully. "We should work quickly now before opening hours."
Nina and her attendants worked quickly to clean up as best they could and as they did, Nina noticed bicyclists gathering in front of her damaged club.
"Almost on cue" Nina commented. "You three just keep cleaning up, let me handle this" she ordered as she retrieved her stun baton and removed her glasses.
"Miss Nina, where are you going?" Noriko asked alarmed by the sudden appearance of what looked to be hoodlums on bicycles.
"Stay indoors, I'll handle this" Nina ordered. Now outside, a familiar face made itself known.
"I tried to warn you!" reminded Yasuo, leader of the Alley Tigers. "You turned down our protection and look what happened?" he asked sitting smugly atop his bike and armed with a long staff. Around him were other Alley Tigers, not as numerous as before but also now armed with wooden weapons like bats and long sticks. Wooden presumably to counter Nina's stun baton.
"You were absolutely correct Yasuo" Nina answers. "I should have taken you up on your offer. Damn!"
"It's never too late! Hire us for protection before it's too late!" Yasuo implores. "As you can see, we're ready for any challenge!" he said before his cohorts raise their weapons in a show of strength. "What do you say?"
"You've convinced me" Nina admits. "Okay. I think I'd like your protection... But before we begin this wonderful business relationship, I need to see how well you protect."
"Oh yeah?" Yasuo asks sensing things were not about to go a way he might have been hoping.
"Yeah. Let's see how well your services protect you from me" Nina said coolly.
"Boys!" Yasuo exclaims and his cohorts advance.
With a heavy stick raised, one hoodlum attempts to swing down but Nina knocks him down and away allowing her to break out of a potential surrounding.
"Chase her down boys!" Yasuo orders. As requested, a chase begins with Nina on foot and Yasuo's hoodlums on their bikes.
Alley Tigers took great pride in their rides and though these bikes would ensure the hoodlums were faster than Nina, their great speeds were no match for Nina's agility. Though slower on foot, Nina could change directions suddenly and weave in and out of traffic, both parked and in the middle of their morning commute.
Early on, as Nina expected, the chase ran into trouble: most hoodlums found constant need to slow down to make sharp turns and at times crashed into each other due to multiple bicycles trying to chase a single woman through paths meant for people on foot.
"Argh! Idiot!", "I'm trying to get through here!", "Hurry up! She's getting away!" were some of the exclamations shared between some of the hoodlums as they found themselves in traffic jams.
Other bikers, breaking away from the pack, fared a bit better but keeping an eye on an evasive woman while also keeping an eye on the road ahead was not easy: some crashed into poles or trees or into cars. For those who did catch up to Nina briefly, Nina made quick work of them. No longer outnumbering their target, they fall victim to strikes from Nina's stun baton, to their own weapons turned against them, or sometimes they were simply knocked off their bikes if the hoodlum were speeding by fast enough.
Both fast and agile, Nina ran on and Yasuo, exercising greater scrutiny in his pursuit, got the unpleasant chance to survey what had come of his fellow tigers: some were examining their bikes for damage after clashing into cars or trees, others were running away from angry commuters, and others were lying down knocked out cold after a brief clash with Nina.
"Idiots! All idiots!" Yasuo let out in frustration. "I'm surrounded by idiots!" Frustrated by the notion that he would be humiliated a second time by the gym owner. Yasuo was now determined that he would go after Nina on his own. Speeding back towards Nina's club, he runs into Nina herself.
"Yasuo! Where are the rest of your tigers!?" Nina challenged.
"You bitch! I'm gonna take good care of you!" Yasuo threatened grabbing hold of his staff with both hands and pulling it apart. The staff was not a staff but a sword instead. "I'm gonna butcher you good!" he shouts speeding in Nina's direction.
"Give yourself up now and I'll go easy on you" Nina offered.
"Die bitch!" Yasuo shouts blind with rage, passing by on his bike, his swing at Nina fully intending to kill.
Nina parries with her stun baton. "Give up Yasuo. I don't want to hurt you. Turn yourself in, we'll get you help."
"Shut up and die!" Yasuo screams approaching rapidly, another swing at the ready. Nina parries once more and Yasuo comes to a stop farther away after approaching so rapidly.
"Last chance Yasuo. Give yourself up. You and your tigers need help" Nina attempted to reason. "Leave behind this life of crime."
"I'm gonna kill you! Kill you and each one of your club members!" Yasuo threatened viciously.
"Yasuo, threaten me all you want. But do NOT threaten my club members!" Nina shouted back. "Come at me!"
Yasuo, his blade hungry for blood, began another rapid approach. Nina, gripping her stun baton, readied a strike not intending to parry but rather to take down. Seconds before clashing, Yasuo is struck by a truck while crossing a street.
-END FLASHBACK-
"Moral of the story: don't drink and drive" Nina lectured.
"He got run over!?" Yukinari and Kirie both exclaim in shock.
"Yep. By a drunk driver" Nina confirmed. "Suffered amnesia right after and left Japan to farm beets with his father on the other side of Japan."
"I don't believe this. Come on Miss Nina" Kirie said with arms folded.
"Come with me" Nina says before leading Yukinari and Kirie into the club. Digging into her front counter, Nina pulls out a neatly-folded newspaper article. "Read."
Yukinari and Kirie, as ordered, read the slip of newspaper.
"...Miss Nina, I'm stunned!" Yukinari said once done reading. Pulling out his smart phone, he researched further. "...Sounds like someone helped identify the arsonists after the confrontation."
"That was Masashi. He and my security footage nailed the guy and some cohorts" Nina said.
"Miss Nina, I respect you" Kirie contributes. "Going up against several punks like that took guts!"
"I'd argue it took more brains but thanks! Couldn't have done it without good ol' Betsy" Nina responds holding up her stun baton.
"It has a name?" Kirie asked.
"Now it does! Try to bend that beauty!"
Accepting the stun baton, Kirie tries to bend it. "Nope. Can't. Didn't think I could."
"Cold hard steel. This is a military-grade weapon" Nina boasts.
"Impressive" Yukinari compliments accepting the stun baton and confirming its rigidity. "Miss Nina, what if a gunman attacks?"
"We call police" Nina answers.
"Of course" Yukinari approves.
"But not before putting Betsy away and bringing out good ol' Vicky!" Nina answers pulling out a shotgun.
"Aaaah!" Yukinari and Kirie scream.
"Relax, it's not loaded" Nina reveals, the firearm clicking harmlessly. Yukinari and Kirie look on stunned. "I gotta protect myself and my club. If another biker gang shows up, they could be a lot worse."
"Miss Nina! Never thought I'd see you with one of those!" Yukinari said with wide eyes.
"If it means protecting my club members, I'll resort to anything" Nina assures aiming the gun at the roof.
"Well Mizuno is a pretty peaceful town so I don't think you'll be needing that any time soon" Kirie said as Masashi enters.
"Hey Miss Nina, nice gun!" Masashi compliments.
"Thanks!" Nina replies, her shotgun resting on her shoulder. "How's the sign coming along?"
"Just about done! Just gotta let it dry" Masashi reveals. "Come get a look!"
Proceeding outside, the group beholds an expertly-painted wooden sign with silver lettering that looked as though made of steel and seemed to glimmer atop a black background.
"Oh well done!" Nina praised. "Can't wait to hang it up above the entrance."
"You've got talent! Really nice!" Yukinari said.
"Masashi, you available?" Kirie asked. "A Mavericks sign for my room would be really awesome! I wanna make dad jealous!"
"Thanks guys!" Masashi said. "And sure, I could paint something up for you" he informed handing Kirie a business card.
After Yasuo's traffic accident and amnesia, the Alley Tigers broke up, torn apart by power struggles and most went their separate ways. Some joined other bike gangs and were never heard from again while others simply went solo and also vanished.
As for Masashi, he dedicated himself to his father's business where his artistic talents could be put to much better use. Artistic talents soon proudly hung up above the entrance to Nina's fitness club.