Levelmaker

"Wahoo, let's stop by Micah's Cafe today on the way home"

"Oh, yeah."

I was standing on my way home holding hands with Lil, as usual. In a few months, my high school judo life will be over.

I am glad that in the last three years they have appreciated their strength, especially at last year's Games. Especially having been chosen to qualify for an international tournament.

Sometimes the TV and other media make me put it out too... but I feel that one is being lifted even in what a different way. Even that way, I want you to see it on your strength, not your face.

By the way, Micah Chi Cafe is not about the Mihana house as it is, it's about the chain store my uncle runs.

"Wahoo, yes! I'll make you look like a bunny when I get home after that. I'm a wolf, though."

"What's the matter, suddenly?"

"Wow, I don't know."

It's not like I don't want to see it either.

Walking like that for a while, suddenly one man got stuck in front of us. Obviously on purpose. Hostility is out of the question.

"Something... do it"

"Sounds like you're the king of this city, huh?

"Uh, well, I'm just saying that around me on my own,"

Lil shut up and got away from my arm, took the distance, and took his phone out. To be able to number 110 at any time.

I get used to this a lot, too, Lil. The moment of the fight sparkles my eyes and I look at it, but the usual pattern is that I hold it down with judo moves and hand it over to the police as it is.

"I am the man who will be the unified king of this province. I've already dominated two cities.... no grudge, but let me crush it"

Come on, give me a break.

"I've already heard your legend! And that overflowing soldier aura. But I win!

No. This guy, he's the type of fighter who doesn't listen. No, even if I've listened to you so far, it hasn't leaked into the example, but I've tried them all.

"If you're unwilling, fine. Keep it on...... um, hey there Ama, what are you doing?"

"Wahoo."

"Are you going to contact the cops? I won't let that happen!

The fighter stuffed the time in an instant and teased a high kick at Lil. But Lil pulled it out of her body and dodged it without difficulty.

Lil is already more overwhelming than those guys, even without status. There are only people in battle.

"Hey, what no!?

"Wow, it's a good place to go for the show and attack it out of me. Why did you say this in the epoch...... oh yeah. Fuck you! Is that it?"

"This... Nanaka... Ohhhh..."

"Ooh..."

"Wow, I knew it wasn't?

Now a third-rate fighter tried to roll out a lateral kick aimed at Lil's belly. But Lil released the kick toward his groin before the kick was stretched out to him. The groin. The groin. I sympathize with this fighter about that.

"No... gi..."

"Right around the corner, police. Wow, you didn't even have to fight Shaw."

"Oh, right..."

"Shaw, what's wrong with being a little inner crotch? Omata......? Oh, well. Wow, wow, if you can't stand it, when you get home, huh?

I don't know what you're mistaken about, but Lil seems kind of happy. No, I feel like I'm making a pretty amazing mistake. Which one of you is unbearable?

The police arrived some time later. Look at my face. I asked lightly what had happened. I just said, "It's always hard..." and took the fighter.

After that, I stopped going to the cafe because I ate so much time and went straight home. As soon as I had dinner and bathed, I was stuck in the magic room and Lil dressed as a bunny, and I was made to do a lot of things with it.

I was about to fall asleep satisfied with each other at the end of the street and I got a message in my head. It's from my mother.

[Sho, Dad, what a customer...? Looks like I need something in particular for Sho]

[To me? Ok]

Messages are really useful because they can also be used for these little things. What made this system is one of the few compliments of that perverted anarchist level of Dreamstalker.

It was only 10 o'clock at night when I left the magic room. Nevertheless, you are a customer at this hour...... You mean about the judo tournament? No, I wouldn't come and visit at this hour because I'm a solid organization like that.

Change into your room clothes and head to the front door. There's an overly suspicious pair of people in black wearing sunglasses.

Almost at the same time as me, my father came to the front door.

"Sho Furano and Hideo Furano, right?"

"Yeah, that's right. What can I do for you?"

"This is who I am."

One of the black clothes offered his father a business card.

It says "World Back Fighting Federation". My father's face obviously caught on.

"Do you... do you understand that I am a police officer?

"Regardless, I know you.... I seem to return your words, but Master Fai also knows what we are like?

"... Yes"

Oh, that dad is weak!? You're lying!? Who is the World Back Fighting Federation? I'm your first ear. Such an organization.

"Now, I would like to request a direct entry. Sho Fugano, your government has decided to participate in the World Back Fight Games as a warrior."

"Ha? You want me to take part in the back fight?

"That's why"

Well, the government's decision. These dubious names, they're state agencies? I'm not dreaming weird right now...?