CH 72

“Well then!”

Wakutsu rushed to the ring earlier than the referee’s voice, and poured the high potion taken out of his magic pouch on the wound of Goemon who’s lying on the ring.

Even if he didn’t rush, it’s far from a fatal injury. It would be useless to say this to Wakutsu now. Another potion is generously poured by him.

“Goemon!”

In response to Wakutsu’s call, the Oak King staff brought the camera. They were instructed not to pull out from this area. Inspirational images are not made in a day.

“Wakutsu?”

“Goemon, you disappeared without permission. If you’re alive, say you’re alive!”

“A, alive”

“I was contemplating whether you really became smoke. What were you doing?”

“Chihuahua, have to”

“Chihuahua?”

“Boss, Chihuahua, need? Gowaymon, Chihuahua, wantt”

Shit. Goemon’s Japanese is too subtle and I can’t survive the excitement.

“Gowaymon, Chihuahua, lacking. Gowaymon, Chihuahua, grow, Wakutsu, let go”

“Goemon!”

Wakutsu hugged Goemon without hesitation. For some reason, Wakutsu seems to have been able to understand what Goemon wanted to say.

“Goemon has become stronger. Goemon has become so strong and I didn’t even know. I’m surprised!”

“Wakutsu, let go?”

“Oh, I’ll let you go!”

Wakutsu began to cry. When I looked at the host, he began to nod and applaud. The applause gradually increased and gradually echoed throughout the venue. Even if I didn’t understand the reason, the crowd applauded after being caught by the appearance of Wakutsu, and the waves shook the Shinjuku dungeon.

When the applause subsided, Ijuin intentionally cleared his throat. Wakutsu released Goemon and stood up.

Then he approached James, who was waiting for him, and took his hand.

“Gob-1 Grand Prix! Winner is Kojiro!” 

Ooooooooooooooh!

The applause did not stop, and Ijuin made a troubled face.