Bushido Man Page #3

Bullet-Arm?

Where can I get one?

Rumor says

this woman has one.

But be careful.

She has a shotgun fitted

to her knee.

She's a real b*tch.

How lucky.

Now we get the reward.

Die, b*tch!

You are very good.

Have we met before?

No, this is the first time.

Are you trying to seduce me'?

What do you want?

Where can I buy

those weapons you have'?

It feels good to fire them,

but they're hard to use.

They're quite tiring.

I'll swap them for this.

No, wait!

Are you sure about this?

A very interesting weapon.

They're very good

in short-range battles.

I get very excited when I use them.

Yes, rhythm and euphoria

are very important in a fight.

Don't fire it in here.

Shall we go outside and try?

That's fantastic!

I could do this forever.

What a brilliant idea.

Master, please be careful.

I'm ever so sorry.

What are you doing, Master?

What do you mean?

Tell me something.

Why do you seek these scrolls?

You're a talented fighter.

You don't need my scroll.

Those scrolls are priceless,

worth a fortune.

It's likely your master

plans to sell them.

Such a man is not a good master.

Why do you want so many scrolls?

What will you do with them?

Denko, where have you been?

The convenience store.

Here, sir.

I don't want them anymore.

I'm already quite full.

I have eaten far too much.

But to truly know your enemies...

you have to know what they eat.

What's going on, sir?

Den ko!

Toramaru.

You're a fine martial artist.

But you lack one critical skill.

And until you master it,

you cannot be my successor.

Those scrolls you gathered...

now they're mine.

They're worth a fortune!

This is good.

What's this?

I was right.

Denko is useless.

Den ko?

Master!

Sorry to resort to trickery, Toramaru.

The master wanted you to have

this final lesson.

It's his.

In martial arts, constant training

is the key, not mere technique.

These scrolls are mere garnish,

not the meal.

Master!

Stop it. That hurts.

Listen, Toramaru.

You didn't let the scrolls distract you.

You continued to learn your art.

I thought you lacked one element.

But you just proved that to be false.

What did you think I lacked?

The mercilessness

that springs from anger.

Sometimes a martial artist

must fight beyond all reason.

After what you've done to me,

I have no reservations on that score.

My master...

My arm, too.

He only faked them

and shaved his moustache...

so he could arouse you to true anger.

But I'm pleased

I managed to fool you.

It shows I'm still a talented actor.

Don't worry.

This is my fate.

This is Bushido.

Master!

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