I don't care about boxing style anymore.

Only stick your right arm out straight, wielded with all your might.

Forward leaning attitude as if throwing a ball of baseball.

On my phone punch released with the signal to start two rounds, the prince who had eaten took a defensive stance with his bright white wings.

Guard?

Do you mind? Blow it all up!

"Grr!!"

My fist, which adds to the momentum of the escape, penetrates deeply into the wings of the prince.

"Yikes!!"

At the same time, he puts his weight on his fist and swings through it all at once with a roar of temper.

The body of a slightly raised prince is unlikely to quickly shift from the guard system to an attack.

"Tatami!"

"Kaoruhei-san!

"Kaoruhei-kun!

I hold my left fist firmly as if to respond to my father's fierceness, Aoi and Miyagi cheering.

With his right arm in a swinging position, he now swings his left arm up with a temper that pierces him in the face of heaven.

Effective attack? Theory of boxing?

I don't know! All I can do is punch him all I can!

If I make it too difficult, I'll get flat! My brain!

"Your Highness!"

"Wow! The wind is strong!

Just before his left fist impacted, Cayone's worrying voice and his unclear big voice come into his ear like Utah.

Hey, I'm sorry to hear that.

I know best that it's not working at all, hey!

Not if it's a cross arm block, crosswing block.

With each of those folded wings, my fist blew the prince away.

Prince Atl slightly lightened the ring, but the damage is probably insignificant.

But.

"Nnora!

From the beginning, I knew it.

I don't think about it for now, I just beat it up heartless, with the power of the whole body and all the depression I've ever had.

Son of a bitch!

"If you bring it up to the third round, think of it as a loss! Go with your intentions!

I know the point! Even if you don't tell me, I'm gonna do it, Dad!

Left full force, right super full force!

I was keeping it warm in the first round - rather than letting it be used. With the momentum to crush my strength for not even letting it be used, I beat the prince up.

Shake off the wings forming a hard guard with the momentum to keep your shaken right arm back in place.

From the top of the defense, which thinned for a single piece, he met with a left straight with all his strength.

"Guh!"

The prince's torso bends just a little bit.

Get on with this momentum. Feet, arms, don't stop the waves!

Face it. Straighten up!

Body up, sharp corner!

Unexpectedly, I'm going to use it. I'm going to kick it, I'm going to slap, I'm going to slap, I'm going to slap!

"Humph! Humph! Humphung!"

My nose is much rougher because I'm eating up my teeth and attacking Gumshara.

He is forced to pace the stress that boils down to the bottom of his belly as though he exchangs it to motivation and hegemony.

"Gu! Nooo!

Prince Atl, who endures even my onslaught, squeezes a spicy voice from the back of his throat with every blow.

In terms of appearance alone, it's completely inverted with a round of situations.

It's me who's overwhelming, and the prince who's at a disadvantage.

From Hatha's point of view, that's what everyone should say.

But.

"Rah! Ah!"

No. Absolutely not.

I'm getting it.

The identity of the discomfort I've felt so far has brought up a clear outline that I can already see the silhouette clearly.

The second round starts and it's time for three minutes.

I'm taking advantage of those three minutes.

No, it's standing.

You son of a bitch!

"There De! We're both corners, yo!

The heavy sound of the bronze "Dora" sounds and Mr. Nanairo marks the end of the round.

I can't hide my mental discomfort as much as my sweaty, moist skin when I stopped my nearly shaken arm.

I scratch Prince Atl in front of me.

Spreading his hardened wings in front of his body, the prince slowly returns to the corner where Cayone and Utai wait as he continues to be beaten and his reddened arm lowered.

I exhale with Zeze. Speaking of me, I keep looking at Prince Atl's back in the middle of the ring with my arms down.

My whole body began to tremble with crocodiles.

The stress accumulated over these past few days has replaced the bright red rage in the present three minutes, and I can't stand it anymore.

Kaoruhei! Well done! Go back and rest!

I lifted my arms and grabbed my headgear without responding to my father's voice coming from behind me.

"Hey, windy. Interval, huh?

Gassara, who took the bee on her shoulder to slap the copper outside the ring, talks to me.

I don't even respond to that voice, and I forcefully take off my headgear.

The headgear, which is firmly fixed to the back of the head with a string, does not come off easily and is slowly removed from the head with some pain.

"Ku, Kaoruhei-san?

"Kaoruhei-kun? What's the matter with you?

Aoi and Mikuma watching it on the ringside.

After all, I didn't reply to that word, I finally put one arm through the headgear that was removed from my head, and uh-huh.

"Oh, can you do that? Ahhh! Son of a bitch. Ahhhhhh!

- Uh-huh. - Momentum slammed him into the ring.

A scream so painful in the throat, the frustration accumulated in the accumulation, erupted vigorously from the bottom of his belly.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! What a duel! What's" Me the Sea Dragon "! What a strong man! Don't be a fool!

My body is looking for oxygen that I've only lacked for the amount of health I've spent in two rounds.

There was an imbalance between the demand for and supply of the air to be spit out and the air to be sought.

Heat begins to gather on your face with the blood you start climbing.

A blood vessel that was about to cut into too much anger trembled in pimples and small pieces at the temples.

"Or, Master Wind Hospitality?

"Oh, oh? What's the matter, Wind?"

Behind the prince I stare at, Kayone and Utai standing in the corner post look at me in surprise.

Speaking of, the prince has taken the mouthpiece from his mouth without my involvement and is starting to drink water from his pet bottle.

"Oh, man. What's up Kaoruhei?"

"What's the matter with you and these things! You piece of crap, you piece of shit! Come on, prince asshole!

I answered my confused father's voice with anger.

Untie the right hand glove with your mouth.

Once again frustration is solicited by its unraveling spiciness, and when you pull the string abusively, you bite the glove itself and pull your arm out.

"I thought it was crazy! I'm finally clear! Temee, what are you going to do with this drop! Ah!?"

Slap the glove on the ring with anger and now remove the left hand glove.

I was able to remove it a little smoother than my right hand. I threw it at Prince Atl as much as I wanted.

"... what are you talking about"

Paying lightly for the flying gloves, Prince Atl cuts white without even looking at me.

Don't be ridiculous, you.

Though you know best what you're talking about!

"Temehe is in this duel! Hannah, you don't want to win, you idiot!

Yes, the prince wasn't interested in the duel from the start.

The relationship with Cayone, the prince's childhood, the current situation, and the true character of a man named Atl Quetza Corato Dylan that Cayone and Utai speak of.

All of it had derived its answers from the beginning.

unbalanced speech and behavior and a throwing attitude.

Unpleasant things to say and the usual tricks quiet to the contrary.

Everything was all wrong.

This is what I was moaning about.

"You're kidding me! I think I know what you're doing! Sadly!

Yeah, maybe it's me, so I get it.

surrounding reputation and an indelible sense of inferiority.

Complex growing at the bottom of my heart and the ideals I sought. And the glory I couldn't get.

So me and the prince were alike.

The more we dislike each other, the more the prince and I can understand each other.

"Yourself."

I know him at the landing spot where the guy who tells you that is gonna get there.

"... crap. Fix the gloves now. I'll beat the shit out of you, civilian."

"Stop that lousy incitement! I'm not falling apart enough to do a duel with entertainment. I am!

The prince, frightened by my bulk, bit his back teeth and stared at me.

"Duh, what do you mean? You mean the prince signed up for a duel with the intention of losing?

You're freaked out by my sword screen, Miyakura speaks with odd doubts.

Oh, I did it. I didn't mean to scare you at all.

"... oh. Nothing but annoyance for us! You're right, Your Highness!?"

When he called it that with disgust and sarcasm, Prince Atl tongued plainly.

Nana...... What does that attitude mean after this?

"So, but why? Why is the prince willing to win a duel when he gives the rat's uncle a barter..."

Aoi is so baffled that he seems to have a question mark on his head.

"... I don't know the details, but, well, eighty-nine, Cayonne has something to do with it, right?

"... Huh!

Look, Dragon Star.

You mustn't be so outspoken in your attitude, Prince.

You're not good for poker.

"Wow, am I Me?"

"Mr. Kayo?

The person whose name was called gives a puzzling look.

If my speculation is good, I'll explain it to you poorly.

"You said Cayone. The old prince didn't have a big attitude like he does now, and he's an honest guy who doesn't fail in his efforts."

"Yes. It was his father, His Majesty the King, who threw it all away. Uh-huh."

"Cayone! What did you tell this guy!

A prince rarely raised his voice to block Cayone's words.

"Shall I guess, Prince Atl? I don't know what you were up to, but you wanted to make such a farce by involving me and my daughters. Hey."

"Guh! Shut up, you! Pepper, pepper, pepper during the duel! Shut up and get your fists up!

Don't be a wolf. Though my thoughts will be clear.

You're the one who made me feel that way.

It's brittle. It's really brittle who can't live with everything.

"You're vile! You really are!

"So shut up! What did you find out? Windy mouth! What do you know about me?

I get it.

There's nothing I can do, I get it.

I look at my father.

I don't know what it is. My father tilted his neck when he noticed my gaze.

Like my father, it's a story that an experienced, straight guy would never know.

A guy like me or a prince, like a kid, gets laid, a kind of disease. The disease is a terrible thing that involves you as well as your surroundings.

I was a young man, just like I did to my mother.

"Prince."

"Behold! What!

I look straight into Prince Atl's eyes at the same time as I look back.

The prince, upset by that gaze, couldn't help but look away from me.

"For Dylan, 'Me the Sea Dragon' is an honor, isn't it?

"Oh, what's wrong with that!

After three years of harsh rituals, it was' royal failures' that were once greatly anticipated by the people and disillusioned on their own.

So, what's the honor?

"And 'Me the Sea Dragon' is our duty to fight the mighty squarely, right?

"Oh, oh! Honor" Hotaru "is expensive! You're the representative of the Dylan warriors!

Wrong, there's no such thing as a one-sided battle against a racially inferior person who can't even use magic in an informal setting like this, is there?

"Why are you dueling with your brother and brother in Tokyo?"

"Damn, that's!

Why would an honorable representative of Dylan, Me the Sea Dragon, try to hide that feat?

"What happens to you if your brother finds out you've suffered an unmatched defeat to such a fucking duel?

"Gu, gu!

Step by step, I'll hunt down the prince.

The prince, who had lost his escape after being held back by a corner post on his back, was tempted to slip his upper body away from me by a glance.

I'm not gonna miss this.

"This is totally my guess. I'm 100 percent sure it fits. Prince Atl, your purpose is to uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"No, don't... don't say it!

No, you can't.

You involved me and my daughter.

He took away a card that said it was a dead and alive issue for Jaja and Nana, a trip to the Ball Continent, and made a fool of it.

Even if you come to beg for forgiveness, I will never forgive 'it'.

Jaja and Nana.

Know that the sin of risking the lives of my precious daughters is heavier than anything in me.

"You're quitting the royal family and letting go of Cayonne, right?

"Ki, you ah ah ah!

From Cayone's eyes standing behind the prince screaming with a sad voice, the light went out.