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As Hyogoro got off the bullhead, he saw that Amity Colosseum was filled with Atlas personal. The old Yakuza boss suspected they were here to act the security and arrest anyone who causes a scene at the Colosseum. But which of these military men would ever suspect an old man in a million years of being one of the vigilantes?
Not a single one of them has they have no idea that they'll always underestimate the elderly. And it's because they underestimate the elderly the sole reason why Hyogoro The Flower will never be suspected of being one of the vigilantes!
After all society is presidential against the elderly and considers them we can helpless. It isn't because they're prejudicial by choice it's just a common idea shared among the populace. So Hyogoro could move around the grounds of Amity Colosseum without worry about being caught.
'This place is so much bigger than I could have ever imagined.' thought Hyogoro, as he walked past several Atlas personnel who like he suspected didn't give him the time of day as they would never suspect an old man of being one of the vigilantes they are looking for.
As Hyogoro was walking through the grounds, he saw that much of the concession stands were back down below. But that didn't matter to him as he was here to watch the match between team RWBY and Team ABRN.
"Um... now that I think about it that I even buy a ticket for this event..."said Hyogoro to himself, wondering if he needed a separate ticket in order to get a proper seat at the stadium.
"Eh, I'll just sit on one of the staircases and no one will say nothing."said Hyogoro to himself, figuring that no one would give an old man like him the time of day.
"And there you have it folks. Team RWBY has managed to striking overwhelming victory against team ARBN. It was quite the match so if you missed it then I suggest you tune in later for our reruns."said Professor Peter Port, acting as one of the MCs.
"Dammit."said Hyogoro, realizing that he came too late to watch the match.
"Oh, well, I think I'll head over to the fairground and get some food as I'm sure the next match won't be for a while."said Hyogoro, figuring that he had some time to enjoy himself before the next match.
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A short while later Hyogoro was on the Beacon fairgrounds looking around for anywhere he could eat. He saw places that serve pizza and hamburgers but he figured that people would be suspicious if they saw an old man eating that kind of food at his age.
So he decided to stop by at a noodle shop that he recognized was owned by the owner of From Dust Till Dawn.
'Ha... I haven't seen him since that night I debuted as Hammerhead.' thought Hyogoro, wondering if the guy's business ever recovered and if that's why he's now selling noodles at Beacon.
"I don't get it, I barely went through my allowance this month."said Weiss, as Hyogoro noticed that She, Ruby, Blake, and Yang were all at the same noodle stand
And before everyone's eyes the noodle shop owner to call their noodles away including the one Blake had specifically ordered to be covered with fish...
"No..."said Blake as her fish was taken away.
"Oh, maybe I can help."said Hyogoro as he sat down next to the team.
"How can you help us, old timer?"asked Yang, wondering how this old man could help them.
"I will pay for all of their noodles kind sir. So please give it back to them."said Hyogoro as he put some Lien on the table.
The noodle shop owner immediately return the noodles, along with the noodles that had fish on them, making Blake very happy upon getting them back.
"Oh, you don't have to do that for us sir."said Ruby, who was taught from a young age to respect the elderly.
"It's no problem. Old people like us should make sure the next generation are well fed."said Hyogoro, keeping up his old man act.
"Well, it would be rude to refuse so I guess we have no choice but to accept his kindness."said Weiss to her teammates.
"She's right."said Blake, although her motives appeared more aligned with getting her fish.
"Fine, the old timer can pay."said Yang as everyone sat down and ready there chopsticks.
"Hey, can I ask you a personal question?"asked Ruby as she looked over to Hyogoro.
"What is it?"asked Hyogoro as he was giving his noodles.
"Are you are a Yakuza?"asked Ruby, getting surprised looks from her teammates.
"Ruby, what do you think the sweet old man is a Yakuza?"asked Weiss, wondering what Ruby was thinking.
"But...He...He has those cool Yakuza tattoos on his shoulders."said Ruby in her own defense.
"You mean those blue flaming sakura petal tattoos."said Blake, noticing Hyogoro's tattoos.
"Hahahahah... I'm afraid that was a long time ago... back when the Yakuza were HonorBound outlaws who lived by the code of Bushido. Now a days it's all about making the quickest and biggest buck they can without the authorities finding out..."said Hyogoro, as Jaune was using the background of his character to try to mask himself even further and obscurity.
"Criminals with honor?"asked Weiss with a scoff.
"I know what you're thinking but I assure you there was a time when criminals only messed with other criminals. There was no extortions, murder for hire, drugs, or protection rackets. It was strictly numbers and gambling. But when the old guard retired the new guys in charge wanted to make more money and more that meant they had to diversify their methods of acquiring income." said Hyogoro, as Jaune to remember from Chris's note that this character was a respected Yakuza boss who even samurai revered.
"Uncle Qrow told us that the Yakuza was once honorable but after the old guard retired or were... you know, then you guys in charge didn't think like them and just wanted to make money..."said Ruby, as her uncle Qrow is drinking buddies with some old Yakuza.
"I guess there is such thing as a good criminal..."said Weiss reluctantly.
"So what's your story old timer?"asked Yang, interested to hear the story of an old Yakuza.
"Hehe... I used to be a leader if you could believe that in a lot bigger than I am right now. I had the respect of every Yakuza boss of the region and even the Huntsman. But those days are far behind me as I'm too old right now... I'm looking for someone who lived in my position for so long. Most my friends are long gone either by violence or are in jail. My ere is over, and you girls need to make sure that your era does not end up filled with senseless violence like mine."said Hyogoro as in between slurping up his noodles.
"Wow."said Ruby with stars in her eyes, as she couldn't believe she was talking to an old Yakuza boss.
"Wow, you must have been one heck of a fighter back in your hay day."said Yang, wishing she could have faced this old Yakuza boss back in his prime.
"Heheheh, I was a whole lot bigger and tougher than I am now."said Hyogoro, as he was really getting into his role.
"Well we promise to make sure that those new Yakuza never hurt anything innocence."said Ruby with her chest puffed out.
"Yeah!"said the rest of the members of team RWBY.
"Hehehehehe... maybe this old man will see something interesting before the day is over."said Hyogoro as he finished his noodles and got up to leave.
"Do you need any help?"asked Ruby.
"No, No, at my age we have to keep busy in order to keep moving so I'll find my way."said Hyogoro as he Departed the noodle stand.
"Weird guy."said Yang.
"Why does it feel like I know him from somewhere."said Ruby, as the old man's speech pattern was similar to someone she knew but it couldn't possibly him.
"Well, in any case we need to get back to the stadium to watch the match between team NPR and BRNZ."said Weiss, as they didn't want to be late for their friends match.
"Yeah, we better get going."said Blake as she removed the last bit of meat off her fish before following the others back to Amity Colosseum.
Meanwhile Hyogoro was just quietly making his way through the grounds of Beacon when he happened to pass by Emerald and Mercury.
'Those two... they reek of blood...' thought Hyogoro, as his instincts were telling him that these two were not innocent as they smelled too much of blood
And most innocent people their age shouldn't smell like blood!