Chapter 224: Welcome To Japan, My Black Dragon!

Chapter 224: Welcome To Japan, My Black Dragon!

Inu Kyusho beamed with absolute pride, her chest swelling under her elegant traditional attire as she flipped over her final card with a dramatic flourish. "Royal Flush!"

James Tong let out a pathetically high-pitched cry, slamming both palms flat against the green felt of the gambling table. "N-No, you have to be cheating! I want my money back!"

Alex Rinaldo let out a heavy, world-weary sigh, staring down at his miserable hand and cursing his utterly unfair luck. "Why am I only a supporting character? I want to be the protagonist with Heavenly Luck!"

Keven Kyoto gripped his cards so tightly the edges crinkled, his knuckles turning white as he resisted the urge to hurl them across the room. "Damn, I had a Full House!"

Sam Sun shook his head in sheer disbelief, completely unable to find any fault in his own play as he looked around for someone else to blame. "Who let a woman play cards? It was guys' night, right?"

Danzo Kyusho offered a helpless, sheepish shrug to the rest of the table, rubbing the back of his neck as a deeply apologetic grimace formed on his face. "Sorry, I should not have told you how good at cards she was, sigh..."

I pointed an accusing finger at the mountain of chips before running my hand down my face in sheer, unadulterated frustration. "GODDAMMIT! Mother Kyusho, I can tell you are not cheating... But how lucky can you be to beat so many of us? Hinata, this is not right!"

Inu flashed a wickedly sharp smile, her eyes glinting with absolute amusement as she gathered the scattered tokens. She slowly dragged all of her Poker Chips to her side, stacking them neatly into the massive mountain she had just ruthlessly robbed from us. "Tsk, Little boys, do not be upset," Inu purred, her voice dripping with playful mockery as she patted the top of her winnings. "I told you I was good, but your male pride blinded you to the reality that I am King, Ufufu."

Hinata, looking stunning in her pristine white kimono, hugged my side tightly, the smooth fabric of her sleeve brushing against my arm. She picked up the heavy ceramic pitcher to fill up my sake cup, leaning in close with a soft expression.

"Sensei, I warned you, this is my mother's gift," Hinata said softly, her breath warm against my ear as she set the cup down. "If there is a Grandmaster in the game of chance, my mother has no equal. Even my Sensei is nothing in front of the Gambling Demon."

To instantly calm my rising agitation, Hinata leaned across my shoulder and pressed a tender kiss against my cheek, her lips curved into a mysterious Geisha grin.

James leaned over the table toward Inu, his eyes wide with desperate curiosity as he practically begged for her secrets. "Mrs Kyusho, how can I get your luck in cards? Please teach me."

Inu, smoothing down the front of her white kimono, smiled warmly at my friend and tilted her head to playfully tease him. "It is very easy, just be a good and loyal wife, then luck will pour into your everyday actions, fufu."

Everyone at the table instantly exploded into loud, raucous laughter, watching James twist his face into complete confusion. His brain seemed to short-circuit as he tried to comprehend the whole becoming a wife joke she had just made, looking for a brief moment like he actually took her seriously.

If you have not already guessed it, we are currently spending our time in the ship's luxury casino, attempting to enjoy another classic guy's night out. Well, the original plan went out the window because father Danzo had brought his wife along to pour sake, exactly like Hinata is doing for me right now. During our casual conversation, it accidentally slipped out how his wife was almost completely unbeatable in cards, and like absolute fools, our pride forced us to let her play.

Akeno, looking exceptionally striking in a vibrant pink kimono, leaned forward to pour James another rich drink, her sweet voice sounding completely innocent despite her demonic words. "Monkey, if you cannot win a hand, I am sleeping alone tonight. You are losing all of my spa money for Tokyo."

Kameko Kyoto, who was also busy pouring sake for her husband, chimed in right on cue to deliver her own brutal dose of wifely damage. "Dear husband, Akeno is correct, at least win one hand, or I will die of shame."

Kameko turned her head to share a knowing smirk with the other woman, her fingers playfully tapping the edge of the sake jar. "Akeno, if the two men lose, we can just have a slumber party till we get to Tokyo tomorrow."

Danzo was completely left to his own devices, since his wife was far too busy raking in our fortunes to attend to her husband's drinks. Sam and Alex were in an even worse spot, sitting entirely alone with absolutely no women helping them keep their cups full.

The Japanese women in our group were in incredibly high spirits, laughing and showing off because we will be pulling into Tokyo bay first thing in the morning. It felt like the perfect celebration after our week long sail through the massive Eurasia Africa straits.

I faked being completely tipsy, swaying slightly in my seat before dramatically throwing down my final hand of cards onto the felt. "Hinata and I need rest before we enter Tokyo, so I have reached my limit in drink and cards."

I turned my head toward Alex, giving him a firm nod as I rested my hands on the edge of the table. "Alex, I know you and Hope will stay on board for the next two weeks, so have fun on your working vacation. I will come back then and play cards as we sail home."

Alex smirked, swirling the liquor in his glass with genuine curiosity as he leaned back against the plush leather chair. "Rick, with you entering Tokyo, I am sure lots of trouble will brew, and staying on the ship is the safest place to be."

Alex let out a booming laugh, waving his hand dismissively as he imagined the impending madness. "So take your time and I will just sunbathe with Hope, ha-ha. See you in two weeks my friend, as well as the rest of you gentlemen heading into Japan for different reasons."

Feeling that the party was officially over, we all pushed back our chairs and got to our feet to head off to bed for the night. Everyone had their own unique agenda waiting for them the moment our voyage concluded.

James and Akeno had local Minamoto family to meet at the docks. Keven and Kameko had a massive amount of important business to attend to for my company. Sam and his mother had several famous sights to visit. And Danzo, Hinata, and Inu had some deeply personal, bloody grudges to settle.

Me? I simply have an endless amount of chaos to spread, along with a few minor pieces of business on the side to keep things interesting.

Hinata gently wrapped her slender fingers around my arm, leaning her body weight into me as she whispered in a deeply alluring tone. "Rick, the harem said to stay with me tonight, for good luck in my fight. Please make love to me, just in case..."

Hmm? No, I do not believe for one single moment that Hinata will actually die in the upcoming battle, but her raw vulnerability is too sweet to ignore. She is earnestly asking for love, so I will happily deliver her request with absolute passion. Hinata is a spectacular lover that I truly enjoy spending my intimate time with.

Her intensely submissive nature completely tickles my heart, turning me on like nothing else. She is a total succubus in this department, and she knows exactly how to use it to her advantage.

Inu had clearly taught her beautiful daughter well, and I had to admit that Danzo was a lucky man to marry a woman like Inu.

Pulling my sexy Japanese beauty tightly into my arms, I looked back at the lingering crowd and gave a final wave. "Mother and father, we will see you tomorrow then, good night everyone. Let us go, Hinata."

The next morning, I woke up to a wonderfully warm sensation, finding Hinata's large E-cups squished flat against my chest. She was still fast asleep, her lower lip curled slightly in a cute pout as she experienced a fun dream.

She usually does not smile much during the day, but in her deepest dreams, I catch her smiling a whole lot. Her rigid mask of indifference is completely forced due to her upbringing, unlike Linda's cold nature which is entirely natural.

"Mm, Master, you're naughty~ fufu... Zzz..." Hinata murmured in her sleep, her hips shifting slightly under the sheets.

Feeling her warm body squirm from the vivid dream, I decided to just wake her up and start our morning early. I leaned down and pressed my lips firmly against hers, catching her completely off guard.

In her slumbering state, her instincts immediately took over and she reflexively started to kiss me back with deep passion, as if her dream was seamlessly advancing into real life. Slowly, her striking red eyes fluttered open, locking onto mine with absolute devotion. "I love you more than life, husband. Good morning..." Hinata whispered, her voice husky from sleep as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

I looked down at her beautiful face, rubbing her shoulder gently to ease her hidden anxieties about the looming confrontation. "You will be fine, just remember what I taught you on how to defeat Hanzo. He was really weak for a Grandmaster, so just think of returning to Ryu."

I squeezed her waist, injecting absolute confidence into my tone. "If you fight for our son, you can pull out more fighting spirit, something Hanzo has absolutely none of."

Hinata smiled softly, sliding out of the bed with fluid grace as she gestured toward the adjoining washroom. "Linda made all of your formal men's yukata for the two weeks, so let me shower and dress you, my Master."

"Thank you Hinata, my Precious, mwah." I replied, planting a quick kiss on her forehead.

I and the beautifully love-marked consort of mine immediately went to the shower to wash away the remnants of the night...

Currently, Hinata is standing right in front of me, carefully wrapping up my premium black silk yukata and tightening the heavy sash around my waist.  The fabric is stunning, decorated with a brilliant, dark gold eastern dragon coiled tightly across its fabric.

Hinata then takes my heavy Katana, carefully sliding the scabbard through the sash so it rests perfectly on my left hip. And lastly, she kneels down to fit me with the traditional men's wooden Koma-geta that the legendary samurai from my past life wore in history and anime.

Unlike her lightweight footwear, mine are large, thick, and blocky with two-teeth at the bottom. They are custom made specifically for lethal combat, featuring a special reinforced underside capable of blocking most hand-held weapons if the need arises.

She stood back up and looked straight into my blue eyes, her expression filled with a warm, fierce pride. "Welcome back home to Japan, my Black Dragon. Even if you have no memories of our homeland, just remember this is where I was born."

Hinata rested her small hands on my chest, looking up at me with absolute reverence. "So please be a proud Dragon and remember that it all belongs to you, Rick."

Lifting her chin gently with my index finger, I leaned down and kissed her lips, taking extra care not to mess with her flawless lipstick and makeup. "As long as you are safe, I shall honor this home of yours, but without you, it will be a hollow Island, not worth my time, get me?" I said honestly, staring directly into her soul. "So your life is more important than any revenge, now let's go, Tokyo awaits me..."

As our massive ship finally pulled into the bustling seaport, I made my rounds to all of my harem and children. I wanted to say my proper goodbyes for the two weeks I would be spending on Japanese soil.

My family is all staying safely aboard the vessel so they do not have to deal with the strict customs or be subject to the harsh laws of the Japan Empire.

Many of my undercover God Squad members are actively disembarking alongside me, moving silently to execute the specific missions I gave them. They will easily pick up the crates of high-powered rifles already delivered in advance for them to use.

This may be a land dominated by traditional swords, but guns still exist here in small quantities within the shadows. But overall, matching the Japan of my past life, firearms are more or less completely banned from the public, meaning only swords and handheld weapons are permissible.

With the away group gathered on the top deck, we are currently standing by the railing, waiting for the port officials to connect our ramp. We do not use the standard ship ramps in Tokyo bay, relying instead on a special mobile tower to assure no one sneaks off or on the ship.

The entire structure is heavily guarded by the local port police to maintain absolute security.

Watching over the ship's rail, the scenery is a wild mix of the ancient and the modern. You can see old-fashioned wooden fishing boats cutting through the waves, a bit of floating trash on the water from the bustling city, and a towering city profile that instantly reminds you of my last life's Hong Kong in the 80s.

I would estimate that only about a quarter of the Japanese Empire's citizens are wearing modern clothing, while the large majority are still dressed in traditional yukata and kimono. It is a massive source of deep personal pride for them to continue with the old ways, flatly refusing to let Westernized Eurasia fashion contaminate the Japan Empire's cultural identity.

Personally, I think it is an excellent thing for all countries to fully embrace their own individual culture. Having all humans be completely inclusive and uniform is just a fruitless, hollow goal pushed by naive idealists. But what do I know, I am just an immortal wanderer who has experienced too many worlds and cultures, so I am naturally biased.

I looked over at the three members of the Kyusho family, my expression turning dead serious as I rested a hand near my blade. "My Snipers and Fire Birds members are at your complete disposal, but just call me the exact moment you cannot handle the Kato Yakuza family."

I locked eyes with Danzo and Inu, letting my protective aura flare for a brief second. "Hinata is my absolute everything, so she must remain safe, do not let your familial pride blind you of this reality, please."

Inu, seeing the sheer depth of my love for her daughter, merely smiled and pulled me into a warm, reassuring hug. "The only way my daughter would ever die is if I have already passed, so on my very life, I promise to send my daughter back to you, my Emperor."

Inu is incredibly smart and had clearly figured out my true identity, much like many of the other women closest to me have. I know the truth will inevitably slip out to the public one day, but that is perfectly fine since the identity of Adam Lee is not long for this world anyway. Unlike my own past, his path to his eighteenth birthday will not be an easy one to walk.

I gave a firm nod, stepping back to let the three Kyusho family members walk down the ramp first to be inspected by the port authorities. I then turned my attention back to James, his beautiful wives, and his children.

"Ashley, I know Akeno is already used to Japan, but you are the one I trust completely to call me if you need help," I said, looking at the blonde. "Please do not hesitate for a second, because Vicky would absolutely kill me if you got hurt under my watch."

Ashley had let her vibrant blonde hair grow out until it was quite long, and her unique pink eyes playfully glinted under the sunlight as she listened to my warning. "It is kinda cute that you want to save us just so your first wife won't be sad."

She let out a soft laugh, adjusting the strap of her bag. "I seem to have a permanent invincibility card to abuse, fufu. Don't worry, I am a Master now and can easily hold off any threats until you arrive, so go cause trouble in your own unique way, bye..."

I then gave my final goodbyes to James and the rest of his family as they happily departed down the ramp. Turning back to the remaining group from the Sun and Kyoto families, I addressed them directly.

"Pam and Keven, I know you two represent completely different companies, but stay close together for the entirety of this trip for your own safety, and call me if any issues arise. I have a custom black Rolls-Royce limo waiting for your group at the terminal, and your rooms are booked at the Hilton International, so be safe and I will see you in two weeks."

As the two corporate groups from the Velvet Group made their way down the structure, the last one remaining was Ling'er. She was the one who had successfully helped me break through to the prestigious Chi Realm just two nights ago, and she looked at me with a critical gaze.

"Your new Chi Realm is still highly unstable," Ling'er noted, her tone serious as she adjusted her traditional attire. "Be absolute sure to be at the hotel tonight so we can properly solidify it, okay?"

I know she is always incredibly serious when it comes to the strict discipline of cultivation, and she was only partially using it as an excuse to have sex with me. Still, I nodded my agreement. "You're right, I felt the energy fluctuating earlier and it definitely needs just a bit more work."

I looked down at my hands, still wrapping my mind around the sheer physical enhancement. "But using Chi is a bit ridiculous, is it not? I accidentally bent the ship's reinforced iron rail earlier with just a casual grip."

"Don't get cocky, Rick," Ling'er warned, reaching out to playfully tap my chest. "You currently only have enough raw chi for about a single minute of continuous use, so it is strictly a hidden trump card, not something a beginner should get all proud of."

She leaned in closer, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. "When you finally reach the absolute end of the Chi Realm, you can use it for about an hour straight, and then you can properly flaunt your might. See you later, daddy..."

I watched her walk away, letting out a heavy sigh as I rubbed my temples. Why exactly did she call me daddy? She meant the term both literally and figuratively. Not only had she completely missed her period, but she thoroughly enjoyed calling me 'Big-Daddy' while she eagerly made me pile-drive her into the mattress. Masochists are truly terrifying creatures.

Then lastly, Mei stood beside me, carefully rolling our packed clothing inside a sleek leather suitcase. I looked her up and down, admiring her appearance in a striking white kimono adorned with vibrant red decorations.

Her dark hair was elegantly done up in the traditional style of high-class Japanese women, and she grinned warmly under my intense examination. "First, my seduction training tells us to perfectly blend in with the locals, and second, I have to match my handsome husband, right?"

Funnily enough, within the legal system of Japan, her status as a Concubine-Personal Maid is recognized as a legitimate, legal wife, making her extra happy on this particular trip. As we both began our walk down the ramp, I reached out and took the handle of the bag from her.

"My beautiful wife Mei, you are currently pregnant with my child," I said softly, giving her a warm smile. "I will absolutely take that heavy luggage now."

"Oh, Husband, I will happily let you serve this wife, Ufufu!" Mei laughed merrily, leaning into my side as we walked. "Let us hurry up and go, Rick, before I end up taking this teasing too far, ha-ha."

After successfully passing through the strict port inspection, the two of us walked off the crowded docks. We immediately climbed into the back of my waiting black Rolls-Royce limousine, and the driver soon accelerated, steering us directly into the heart of Tokyo city.