"What about if a monkey at a monkey park sexually assaulted the visitors?
They will get killed on the spot, right?".
"But the primitive man is a human being".
"a human being but not one of us".
"Then we should let him get away with it since he isn't from human society".
"If she was your mother or daughter would you think the same way?"
The sound of the show hosts arguing filled the peaceful silence of Jack's home as an odd and funny sight could be observed in the living room.
The 8ft, more than 250 kg of pure muscles Jack sitting on the couch with Yuuri on his lap as he combed her hair.
Him having to hold the much too small comb using two fingers only adding to the sight, that would make all who fought the friendly giant from back in his street fighting days doubt their eyes.
"Is he really from when dinosaurs were around? It sounds more like a movie stunt than anything else" .
"Yup, as ridiculous as it sounds he is actually from that time, I looked at every database to check public and private".
Yuuri looked away from the tv and bent her neck back to look at Jack's face as even with her on his lap he was still looking down on her.
"I really forgot that you aren't just a muscle head sometimes".
"Hey! What is that supposed to mean? It's not like I have to be dumb just to like fighting".
"True but I do know your brother and all…".
Jack sighed "I swear that kid is bringing down our whole bloodline's Iq by at least 50 points".
Hearing Jack grumbling under his breath Yuuri giggled as she thought to herself 'it truly does make you wonder how they are related'.
A couple of minutes based as Jack continued to comb her hair while she watched the tv before Jack was done putting the comb on the table In Front of them and reclining back on the back rest of the couch while Yuuri snuggled into his chest closing her eyes.
"So Yuu What do think about the reporter that got raped?".
Hearing her name Yuuri turned her head to glance at Jack "What about it?"
"what should they do with him?"
Yuuri frowned and took a second to think before she replied
"Hmmm from my point of view any rapist doesn't deserve the death penalty.
They should be castrated and not chemically, no I mean they should cut it off..".
Yuuri took looked back ahead at the TV with Pickle's face on it as she continued.
"If I learned anything is that men are lustful, that was only even more confirmed to me after we moved in together.
You guys are just horny like almost all the time, even now I can feel you being hard underneath me" Yuuri said with a smirk at the end as she moved her hips around while looking at Jack as he gave her a cheapish smile.
But her face turned serious again as she continued.
"but with that I also know that part of being a man is self control and discipline.
Without them you simply can't be considered one, some men exercise it by going to a job they hate, some by exercising.
But no matter who or where they are to be considered a man they have to be doing something they hate or not doing something they love, whether it's because it's necessary or out of moral obligation.
To that end rapists aren't considered men; they don't have self control or consider themselves above morals or laws. So why should we leave them with it"
Yuuri sighed, taking a deep breath before her expression eased a pit.
"With that being said this isn't the same.
If he really is from primitive times then that means that he doesn't speak, doesn't understand language, and has no idea about social norms or how anything works, for all intents and purposes he is effectively mentally handicapped unfit to stand for trial or take responsibility for his actions.
He shouldn't have been out in public to begin with and their whole conversations about him being from the human race or society and how he should or shouldn't be punished because of it is extremely racist" Yuuri finished letting out a breath.
"I do agree with you that they missed the point.
If anything I would say it's like when a mentally disabled person commits a crime who is at fault? Because while he can't stand for trial he is the one that committed the crime, so if anyone should be punished it's his caretakers.
But with that being said, castration?
Damn Yuu, please do remind me not to piss you off"
Yuuri who was nodding along to what Jack was saying paused at the last part as she turned to look at him to see him looking at her with a deadpan making her laugh.
"Hehehe yeah I will…"
Jack smiled seeing her laughing and relaxed , thinking back about how she was when they first met and how much of touchy subject rape was for her.
'Looks like she is getting better, she was able to put aside her prejudice and think about it from a logical point of view.
She might not have been raped but sexual harassment left her worrying about it too much and that isn't a something you should have on your mind every day'.
Jack unconsciously smiled a pit remembering the looks on all of those who harassed her before.
After all nothing beats a bad habit out of you like a visit from "death" itself.. and a couple of broken bones for some of the worst of them.
"Isn't that Yujiro?"
"Hmm?"
Jack was brought out of his musings as he focused back on the tv to see none other than the ogre himself swaggering his way towards the gate.
"Yup.."
"Do you think he is going to…"
"There is a good chance, yes".
"..."
"Your family is weird…"
"100% agree"
They both focused on the TV to see the soldiers beating each other up while Yujiro just stood there and watched.
Inside of pickle's room, if it could be called that, looking more like a monkey cage with a fake carved out tree along with some dinosaur toys and a hanging tire that acted as a swing.
It was put together in the most half assed way possible in an almost deliberate looking effort to make it look shity.
In the room on both sides of the transparent barrier that made up the wall stopping people from walking in and out of Pickle's enclosure a happy little reunion was happening as all the well known fighters stood around.
Orochi Doppo and his son, Retsu, Shibukawa, Shinogi kosho, even Jyaku Kaioh were there, all of them stood there staring at each other until Doppo spoke with a laugh.
"Man, I feel awkward,
everyone, the young and the old wolves came, I guess all of you loved the metal gear solid games too huh. Solid snakes can really teach you a thing or two hehehe".
Hearing him Shibukawa laughed out loud "hehe aren't you a little old to play video games Orochi?
But I guess I got caught too. This is embarrassing hehehe.."
Ignoring the old master, Orochi turned to look at Jyaku.
"And Jyaku, meeting you here of
all places.."
Jyaku smiled "you aren't one to talk, man eating Orochi.
Social education is part of budo's important aspects, someone who knows better needs to put the young ones who have a future on the right track.
That's my job, it's what I do…"
Katsumi scoffed at him "young ones who have a future, you mean Pickle ,right?"
"Well yeah…"
"Now now boys" Shibukawa stopped them.
"Jokes aside we all came here illegally for the same reason, because we want to fight with the one who killed the dinosaurs"
"True that is the budoka's purpose"
"Indeed that the a true martial artist purpose"
With the sounds of agreement all around silence returns and with it the tension that was exerted by all of these strong men as one question was left.
Who is going to fight Pickle?
"Actually, where is Pickle? I haven't seen him around."
The men around all turned their attention to the one spot that Pickle could be in, the hollowed out tree.
Looking inside they saw Pickle sleeping as soundly as a baby sleeps in his mother's arms, completely ignoring the group of men that could be said to be one of the best martial artists in the world, who had been exerting pressure on each other and by proximity, him too just a second ago.
"He is sleeping like a rock".
Hearing his father's remark Katsumi couldn't help but mutter in surprise.
"No way how can this guy sleep when he is surrounded by danger and enemies on all sides"
At that the old aikido master smiled
"Hehehe do you really think he considers us his enemies or even a danger?"
Katsumi couldn't reply as everyone on Pickle's side of the wall stepped back as his hand gripped the edge of the hollowed out hole he was in before his legs followed as he stepped on the ground below standing to his almost full height.
With Pickle out of the hole the men on both sides of the transparent wall couldn't help but step back as they looked up at him, the same thought unknowingly passing through all their minds as they compared him to the only other guy they know who could match this guy in size and power, Jack.
The prehistoric man ignored all of them as his eyes focused on the hole that Katsumi broke in through.
"Why did he wake up so suddenly?"
"Because so real danger is actually around."
All the men immediately turned around; none of them could mistake that voice or prideful tone anywhere else, as Yujiro hanma himself stepped through the entrance before glancing around with a smile on his face making his way In Front of Pickle just on the other side of the transparent bulletproof wall.
All the while Pickle never took his eyes off of him, staring at him with caution, his instincts telling him not to underestimate the man In Front of him despite his size.
"So everybody is here huh…
Whatever, a bunch of pathetic losers anyway."
"What?
Why don't you repeat what you just said, this time have the courage to say it to my face.."
Doppo looked at his son with clear disapproval in his eyes, just as Katsumi looked surprised when the ogre actually turned his head to look at.
"No wonder no one either me, Baki, or even your own father wants to fight seriously with you." The ogre's words hit Katsumi like a lightning bolt.
"Because you are reckless and unaware of the consequences, you want to sound strong and powerful even though you know you will lose.
And even if you think you get escape being killed instantly, do you really think you can get away with it"
Katsumi stood there as if every word that the ogre said hurt him more than the one before, it would have been fine if he just made fun of him but the truth hurts a lot more than just slander.
Despite that even as the ogre turned his attention back to Pickle Katsumi wouldn't move if it was before he would have definitely attacked ignoring the consequences but now he couldn't he already experience what ruching it like that would get him remembering back to what happened when he tried the same with Jack.
And because deep down he knew that if he attacked he would die, there would be no fight, not even a shout would be heard before he did.
"Now then…." Yujiro and Pickle's eyes meet as he takes one of his hands out of his pocket and that same second the door leading into the enclosure fell off its hinges and onto the floor with a thud.
None of them saw it, none of the 6 men saw his hand move from its place, not even a blur before the door just fell, it might as well have been magic.
Ignoring them Yujiro entered as he sized up Pickle.
"Well what do we have here.. Pickle huh?
So they name the warrior that came out of an era that is long gone only existing as a fantasy tale.
I came here to tell you something but you won't understand me so I will make you feel it.
Just like how a child feels his mother's love.
I will make you feel what I feel for this encounter".
Pickle eyed the man in front of him cautiously as he saw him lift up his fist In Front of him.
He might not have understood what he said but the gesture was clear.
"Come on.. you will enjoy it" despite his caution he felt no ill intent from him so he extended his hand to meet his fist with the man's own.
As soon as their fists touched Pickle felt it.
Strengths like he has never felt before, not from the T-rex, not the horned triceratops, not even from the giant long necked Sauropods.
No this felt like when the mountains erupted with hot molten rock that glowed as it raced down the mountain's edge.
This felt like he was trying to stop that eruption from happening with his pair hands and impossible task.
But he also felt something else: excitement, joy, longing, and bloodlust alongside many other emotions, some of them were his own but others came from the man that stood in front of him.
They were clear as day to him even as he felt himself being pushed back more against the force of nature that was In Front of him
He kept pushing even as he faltered and his arm twisted to the side and before he knew it he was on the floor as he experienced something new.
Meanwhile Yujiro had the widest grin on his face as he saw the primitive man stand up.
"Hehehe oh you will do. You will very much do…"
"MILITARY POLICY EVERYONE STOP AT ONCE.
MISTER YUJIRO HANMA PLEASE COME OUT RIGHT NOW WE NEED TO TALK TO YOU.
ALSO FOR THE REST OF THE UNAUTHORISED PEOPLE IN THE BUILDING, YOU ARE COMPLETELY SURROUNDED"
Silence followed as the soldiers outside the building waited while holding their breath as a couple of seconds went by before the door opened and Yujiro stepped out as the one in charge sprinted before stopping in front of him with a salute.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you sir.
Sir I'm Lieutenant Henry Sanford from the 301 ist overseas infantry battalion second company."
"*Smirk* hey aren't you being too damn polite to some who just broke into a top secret army facility, who you are supposed to arrest?"
"That's completely wrong sir, we the us army have no right to arrest, no organisation in the world has that right"
"Hmmm so what do you want then?"
"Sir…" the soldiers kneeled and placed his hand on his chest "please Pickle is considered a national treasure to every human being on the planet.
So please don't hurt or kill him, he will take you wherever you want and give you whatever you ask for."
"I see… well you don't need to worry yourselves over something like that."
The soldier who was on the ground lifted his head to look at Yujiro to see him smiling, causing his whole body to start trembling at the sight.
Violence pure and absolute violence is how he would describe the look on the ogre's face later on.
"This meal isn't for me, I'm holding out for one that is much much better".