Fuse walked out of the gate into the terminal of Kochi Airport with his red and white gym bag slung over his shoulder. He travelled light for this trip home to Japan, as he was unsure how long he would stay, or what even awaited him.

The other passengers hurriedly walked past Fuse on their way to other flights or transportation to wherever they were headed. While this airport wasn’t particularly large, it felt crowded to Fuse.

Japan surprised him and almost seemed foreign; it felt like years ago that he had returned home to show his father the Pure Gold Championship belt he had won. His parents were so proud.

Since that time, he had bested the entirety of Golden Pro Wrestling in the Fort Knocks match and continued to overcome long odds and endless beatings. That was, until his collapse against Shotcaller at Allegiance.

The ongoing threat of the Yakuza crime syndicate during Season 4 had taken its toll and spelled the doom of his championship reign. Even though Fuse was no longer the Pure Gold Champion, deep down he knew he still had his honor.

And it was his honor that had brought him home this time.

The young Japanese wrestler privately made his way through the busy concourse of the airport and eventually found himself standing outside on a curb.

It all felt so busy here. Not like Memphis where the mid-western Americans politely took their time.

Fuse hailed a taxi, who agreed to give him a ride a few kilometers to his home in Tano where his mother and father were waiting.

As Fuse sat in the back of the taxi, he worried about the situation he was coming home to. He knew that the threat of the Yakuza was not solely relegated to Memphis; the hooks of Yakuza were strongest where his parents lived.

Fuse planned to rip the hooks of Yakuza out of Tano, once and for all.