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Demon King's Fist Way 2 (Sho)
According to the men in black, now the world is letting the fighters of the national representatives fight behind it instead of war scarcely taking place, and the result determines the advantages and disadvantages between countries.
That's why I was chosen for such an important game.
It's a flying story, but this story is true at a time when my father is stunned by cold sweats.
"I see, no, it's hard to understand the circumstances, but, well, I'll manage to swallow them. But why would I...? There are a lot of fighters in Japan who have more results than me."
"That's not what it is."
The blackclothes say it's enough to fight each other in high school and the act of saying that I'm going to pay for the firepowder that I've been waving to myself, stopping local fights, terrorism and robberies, and crushing evil organizations alone.
They want a warrior who has even won many battles against living and dying beyond those games.
Besides, I'm a few hyperspecific qualities in a world with stronger muscles and more weight than I look. It looks narrow but actually weighs over 130kg. They want those strengths, too.
Plus the lil thing. They've already looked into me in keeping Lil, and they seem to have decided I'm the perfect person to send him out as a representative of the state.
"Well, if that's the case..."
"Ya gonna do it, Sho!?
"Shou-sama Furano is still a minor this time, so you shouldn't be forced to do it because he's told you to choose another one if he says no, right?
"No, that's okay. I'll do it."
I sent a message to my father, who looked worried.
[If you have to, you have a status. You can do it. I'm fine!]
[But they're all fierce...?
[I've also fought professional killers, haven't I? What now]
[You were...]
Was it around the time of the middle 3 that you returned the killer sent by a larger organization that aimed for dreams and beautiful flowers? It's a nostalgic memory.
"Oh, really? I'll explain the date and time later."
That said, the men in black left for today.
"Wahoo, I'm worried about the show..."
"Say that, you, your eyes are glittering."
"Wahun. I love watching the tough guys battle. Even without status, the show will win."
The day the game begins. Me and Lil had come all the way to America.
Yes, it's American Washington who plays the game. It's there. It's an underground martial arts field big enough to say it's still this way.
But I didn't expect my first international trip with Lil to be like this. Though Lil is a wookie.
My father or mother hasn't come. He doesn't want to see me in danger. Dreams and flowers usually have schools. Lil? Lil skips.
The opening ceremony is scheduled to start in two hours, the first game in three hours, and my game in five hours. The longer the game, the better.
Me and Lil are in my own waiting room right now. That's just the representative of the state and the treatment is good. Lil's companionship was also allowed.
"The show's first fight is Brazilian general fighter Antonio Gracie, right? He's the former champion of the World Heavyweight and World Super Heavy. Especially in the heavyweight class."
"Wow, I didn't know the details, but I figured I'd take a Bakemon."
"Wahoo, you can win a show!
Looks like you could use a lil if you want information on the other player.
Lil says that guy named Gracie fights Capoeira on the axis. I can't help but think of a bee capoeira kick or something that looks painful. Why did Lil say I would win with such confidence?... Well, I'm not going to lose either.
Where Lil was doing a super full-fledged whole thing for me as usual to adjust my body, this waiting room was knocked.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I am."
"Wahoo."
Ask Lil to retreat from the top and open the door to the room.
It was a man taller than me who was there.
"Are you the representative of Japan Shaw Hino?
"Yes, I am."
"You're so good at English even though you're a japanese.... What, what?
Oh, by the way, I speak English.
This guy had been slapped in the ear by someone who looked like a manager next door. And when that conversation is over, I shake my head like I'm convinced.
"I see, were you a super smart school student among Japan? Then I'm convinced. But as rumors have it, we should really let the kids fight... Oh, I'm late. I'm Gracie. Your opponent."
"Really, you did. Best regards,"
"Hey, nice to meet you. I knew you'd be polite, Japanese. Normally when I say this, I get a peek at it. Well, I'm not that popular with high school students either."
He seems like a nice guy to be talking to. I knew it had to be like this before we played the game. Sounds like a good fight.
Mr. Gracie looked around in my room and pointed to Lil.
"Is that girl your girlfriend?
"Yes, it is"
"Can't you afford to bring her in before the game? Isn't she the Japanese? Where are you from?"
"Looks like Norway."
"Heh..."
Oh, my God. Lil suddenly sent me a message.
What... [Negotiate for me if I can get an autograph?] Because?
I don't have a choice......
"Sorry, speaking of which, I remember she wanted your autograph. Can't you do something for me?
"Is that true? Hey Girl."
"Wahoo!
Lil flew to us with a Byun. You muscle and martial arts lover.
"Wow, you're such a cute girlfriend. I'll sign it for you."
"Wow, thank you! To Lil Huen, please!
Lil took the colored paper and pens out of nowhere and gave them to Mr. Gracie.... You didn't bring it, so now hurry up and make it using Dark Matter Creative...
Mr. Gracie returned it to Lil when he wrote his autograph with a familiar hand.
"Well, let's work together, shall we? I'll never lose, though."
"It's where I want it"
Mr. Gracie and his manager left somewhere. Lil enters the magic back looking after the colored paper he gets.
"Wahoo, one first! You have one who wants about ten more autographs!
"Seriously. I'm going out with you, too."
"Wahoo? Are you sure?"
"Oh."
Mr. Gracie was a good guy, but Lil, if I let him walk alone, I don't know what kind of guy would catch him. No, I know Lil would be fine, but I'm still worried.
"Thanks Shaw!... Ah, it's time for the opening ceremony!
"Right. Let's go."
Me and Lil left the waiting room.