Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds: Duellists Beyond the Light 57

Chapter 57: Speed 57 The Abbot

“BANG—————————————————”

Late at night, R District.

A gunshot rang out from the ruins, followed by howls of agony like ghosts crying.

The first duel of the eight-to-four round ended with Yu Qing’s victory, exactly as the underground fighting ring’s operator had hoped. However, some unforeseen circumstances left him quite displeased.

After losing to Yu Qing, Kazuma Kazama not only faced pursuit from the underground fighting ring, but the group he’d collaborated with and who were supposed to provide backup abandoned him like trash.

Finally, he was found in a pile of garbage, battered and bruised. All his money had been stolen, and a bullet had been lodged in his left knee.

Amidst piercing screams, burly men wielding firearms slowly left, accompanied by a fat man puffing on a cheap cigar.

Compared to those in other areas, they were quite merciful. In such a place, it wouldn’t be unusual to kill someone in broad daylight; yet, they merely crippled Kazuma Kazama.

They strictly adhered to the rules set by previous bosses, and because of this, their business thrived better than others.

Cold wind gusted in through the car window. Di Kede and Yu Qing, having received their payment, were on their way back to the factory.

Although they hadn’t lost money this time, Di Kede was drenched in cold sweat. He’d almost thought Yu Qing was going to lose.

“Thank goodness… thank goodness!” Di Kede chuckled nervously, a cigarette dangling from his lips. “After this win, there’s no need to increase the stakes.”

“Everyone’s made enough money. For the remaining matches, Yu Qing, just treat it as practice for the High-Speed Dueling Tournament~”

“Hey, wait? Honestly, practicing dueling in a place like this is quite dangerous. Maybe we should just call it quits and not participate in the later events?”

Di Kede’s concern was valid, but from the moment he joined this duel, Yu Qing had been determined to see it through.

“It’s not that simple,” Yu Qing gazed out the window. “The money we’ve earned isn’t just from winning bets; there are also prizes for winning the tournament.”

“We’ve taken the organizer’s money. If we back out halfway, we might face retaliation.”

“Those who’ve been hanging around underground venues for years are capable of anything. If they find us in the city area, it would be incredibly dangerous.”

Di Kede nodded, acknowledging that the situation wasn’t as rosy as he’d previously painted it.

The two chatted casually until they returned to the factory. When bundles of cash were again tossed into the air, Lali, Heita Shun, and the others all broke into excited and grateful smiles.

“Great!!” Lali exclaimed, “Di Kede, we’ve got enough money. Let’s just leave this place!”

Heita Shun wasn’t as impulsive. He smiled at Lali, saying, “If we leave now, your work for the past three days would have been for nothing.”

Lali froze, remembering that she hadn’t received her pay for the week.

Di Kede leaned against the wall, chuckling happily. “Don’t worry, I’ve already contacted Zaga the boss. Once the goods are ready to be shipped from there in a few days, we can start thinking about opening our shop.”

Yu Qing curiously asked, “So, what kind of business are you planning to run?”

Heita Shun put an arm around Yu Qing’s shoulder. “Not ‘you,’ but ‘us’!”

“Yeah!” Lali rushed over, linking her arm with Yu Qing’s. “Yu Qing, we can all live a good life thanks to you! No matter what, you’ll have a share in the shop, and we’ll split the profits!”

Looking at everyone’s friendly and harmonious smiles, Yu Qing felt a surge of emotion.

Having been in this world for so long, he had encountered many cruel and cold things. But thankfully, he had found a suitable group, a collective of warm and friendly people.

During the break, Ryohei brought two boxed meals, handing one each to Yu Qing and Di Kede.

Di Kede didn’t rush to eat. Instead, he took a sip of water and smiled, explaining to Yu Qing, “We’re planning to sell mechanical parts. We’ve worked at this scrap yard for a while, so we know a bit about this stuff.”

“And Yu Qing, you’ll have materials to upgrade your D-Wheel!” Lali was still incredibly excited.

Speaking of which, Di Kede remembered something he hadn’t told everyone. Taking this opportunity, he informed them that Yu Qing had been hired as a consultant by the Public Security Bureau.

Upon hearing this news, everyone instinctively felt a sense of resistance. Having lived in the Satellite District for so many years, they knew the Public Security Bureau’s true colors.

But after giving it some thought, and with Di Kede’s explanation, they understood the benefits.

Yu Qing wasn’t just a coach; he was specially invited by the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. With this connection, those officers wouldn’t dare to make trouble for them.

Furthermore, knowing the relationship between Akagi Rimi, the deputy director and Yu Qing’s future work arrangements, they were even less worried about the Wildfire team causing trouble.

In this way, Yu Qing became their protector, and the Public Security Bureau became Yu Qing’s protector. They were, in effect, under the Public Security Bureau’s wing!

One good piece of news after another filled everyone with joy, lifting their spirits after a long time of hardship. Even Daigo, who usually kept his head down and worked hard, put down his tools and joined in the conversation and laughter.

Ever since he’d managed to gather enough money to treat his brother’s illness, the pressure on him had lessened considerably, and he found his work much easier.

At two o’clock in the morning, Yu Qing carefully checked the machinery before preparing to leave.

Everyone wanted to continue the festivities, but considering Yu Qing’s report to the Public Security Bureau tomorrow afternoon, his coaching duties that would follow, and the underground duel in the evening, they didn’t want to keep him.

Riding his D-Wheel, Yu Qing headed to his “secret base.”

It was an abandoned scrap recycling yard, its caretaker long gone, leaving only an empty, shipping-container-converted bedroom and two or three piles of almost worthless scrap.

Compared to where Yu Qing had lived before, the conditions were considerably harsher.

But soon, the Satellite District’s High-Speed Dueling Tournament would begin. Winning that competition would allow him to go to Shin-Tomimono City and live the life of a true high-speed duelist.

Yu Qing rode his D-Wheel into the recycling yard, locked the gate with a chain, covered the D-Wheel with a black plastic sheet, and after doing all this, he washed up and prepared for bed.

But as he walked through the yard, he suddenly noticed a figure in the shadows—an aged yet sturdy man leaning against the wall, holding a dark-black ruler.

“Hello, Yu Qing,” the old man’s voice was hoarse but powerful. “Let me introduce myself. I’m from the Dueling Dojo—Kyokubōryū. They call me ‘Sōjō’ (Abbot).”
(End of Chapter)

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