The Hokori Clan moved fast.
The moment they learned that their young master had lost his hand to Beru, their fury exploded.
To them, Beru was nothing more than a rich VIP—
money without power.
And most importantly…
Nobu wasn't by his side.
That was their biggest mistake.
Beru sat alone inside the mountain house, staring at the cold walls.
A sudden phone call broke the silence.
"Boss," his man said, voice trembling,
"the Hokori Clan… they've officially declared war."
Beru closed his eyes.
He already knew this would happen.
Whenever danger came, Nobu was always the first to stand beside him.
But this time…
Nobu wasn't here.
Beru returned to the city immediately.
He gathered his gang and gave short, sharp orders.
"Prepare everyone."
No hesitation. No fear.
When Beru reached his house, something felt wrong.
He called his wife.
No answer.
He called again.
Still nothing.
His heart tightened.
The kids should be in school… but why isn't she answering?
At that very moment—
Somewhere else in the city…
Hokori Clan's men were already moving.
They had beaten several of Beru's gang members until blood soaked the ground.
Under torture, the men revealed Beru's weakness—
his family.
Without mercy, Hokori Clan kidnapped Beru's wife and children.
The beaten gang members were killed on the spot.
Back at the house, Beru waited.
Minutes passed.
Then an hour.
His phone rang.
Relief flashed in his eyes—until he heard the voice.
A familiar, hateful laugh.
"Did you miss me, Beru?"
It was the Hokori young master.
The one whose hand Beru had cut off.
"Your wife is with me now," he continued coldly.
"And so are your children."
Beru's world went silent.
"You can do whatever you want now," the young master mocked.
"Because you're powerless."
The call ended.
Beru's rage erupted.
He gathered his entire gang.
No plans.
No negotiations.
Only war.
Meanwhile, high in the mountains—
Nobu stood still, breathing steadily.
His body now fully adapted to 20% of the curse's power.
The air around him felt heavy.
Controlled.
Calm.
Baku nodded with satisfaction.
"You've done well," he said.
"Tonight, we eat properly."
They descended toward the city.
Before they could reach their destination—
A wounded man collapsed in front of them.
It was one of Beru's men.
Barely alive.
With his last strength, he spoke:
"The Hokori Clan… kidnapped Beru's family…
Beru is attacking them alone."
Nobu's eyes turned cold.
The curse stirred violently inside him.
He clenched his fist.
"So they chose war."
Nobu turned to Baku.
"We're going too."
Baku smiled.
A dangerous, satisfied smile.
"Good," he said.
"It's time Hokori Clan learns what fear truly means."
For the first time—
Baku decided to reveal his true power.