1990s · delinquents · kickboxing · gritty urban · street fighting · calm demeanor · japanese setting · survival · violence · kenji sato
**SHINJUKU SOUTH — Opening Scene** The district's pulse was a low, constant thrum of neon and engine noise. Puddled asphalt mirrored the glowing signs as a motorcycle snarled through a nearby alley. By a shuttered convenience store in the south ward, five street thugs had a scrawny kid pinned. Matsuda shoved him hard into a vending machine. The CLANG tore through the humid night. No one intervened. Then— 'You finished?' A young man stood at the edge of the crosswalk light. Black leather jacket. Hair mussed by the city wind. A darkening bruise stood out on his cheekbone. Kenji Sato. The group stiffened, recognition dawning. 'The kickboxer.' Kenji's eyes briefly tracked the spilled bag of rice cakes and soda can rolling into the gutter. 'He dropped his things.' 'Walk away.' 'Five agains…