Volume 1 - CH 45

Chapter 45

(Manamoto Taichi POV)

Author’s Note:

Still zero sweetness.

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“Tenkaichi Budokai! The final match is between Taichi Manamoto and Nene Yashiroー!”

Fuuuー, I took a breath and calmed myself down.

It was a rather easy win until the finals.

However, there was no telling what would happen next. My opponent was a man (or woman) called Nene-san, who had just defeated me miserably in the Muscle Championship.

It’s true that I might not beat him in terms of muscle mass or form.

However, I am the leader of the karate club. I have won the national championship many times. I can’t be defeated by a mere show-off.

I need to show them the difference in how we work out…………….!

The fighting spirit inside of me boils over.

I will win at all costs!

I walked into the ring in silence.

“Then let the finals begin!”

“Let the match begin!”

The bell rings as a sign to start the match.

In this tournament, if you can get your opponent to admit defeat, you win.

Be the first to win! Get to them before they do, and take away their will to fight!

I approached him and hit him with my right hand.

“Oh, no!”

“Fuh, that’s weak!”

My fist was easily dodged, grabbed, and thrown straight back.

Bang! the sound of a collision between my back and the ground echoed through the hall.

All I could see was the ceiling. I don’t know what he did to me, but I instantly understood after thinking for a while. It seems I’ve been thrown.

I couldn’t help but let out a wry smile.

If the technique that you gave your all with the fastest and greatest speed is returned so easily, then you won’t even go down with pride.

But it’s too fast to even think about losing, further ordeal will have to be dealt with.

“An indirect kiss from your sister!”

He kissed my fist and then went to my stomach and lowered his fist vertically.

I tried to guard it, but it’s more powerful than I thought.

I can’t catch it and it stabs me right in the stomach.

“Gahah………….!”

“I held back! Now say that you give up!”

“Uu……………uu………..!”

My stomach hurts.

What is this power! What is this creature!

In the end………..you can’t win against an okama huh!

Right now, this being standing in front of me is fundamentally different from me!

This is……………an okama………….

I have no choice…….but to give up huh………

“I, I giv-”

“Manamoto Taichi! Is this all you got!”

Just as I was about to give up, I heard a voice from the audience seat.

I looked to the source of the voice and saw Kouyou there.

He was looking at me with an expression of anger and he raised his voice.

“……………Manamoto! Do your best!”

“You’re going to be a loser, you know! You can’t protect anything like that! If I did something to Koyomi you’re going to beat me up right! You can’t do anything at that pace!”

Kuh! He’s right! I have to stand!

“Taichi! I came to cheer you on! Hang on!”

Even Akira came here, to cheer me.

I fired myself up and stood up.

“Uwahhhhh!”

“I like it when you get all sweaty like that!”

I lunged at him again.

“But, you see! I’m not so soft that you can beat me with just that!”

His fist hit my left cheeks this time.

I braced my feet to keep myself from falling.

“Uooooohhhhh!”

I countered with a fist to the stomach.

“Uu!………It won’t be effective!”

“I’m not done yet!”

While he momentarily faltered, I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to perform the osotagari.

“That is!”

“Uooohhhh!”

Once more, the sound of a back colliding with the floor echoed through the air.

But this time it wasn’t me.

The one who fell was Nene-san.

“”Oooooohhh!!””

Cheers came out from every corner of the auditorium.

“Fufu……I give up……….It’s my lost!”

“So…………………, I won?”

“I’m back, and Yatsushiro has announced that he gave up. Manamoto wins this match! Congratulations! Congratulations!”

I, I won………..

I raised my body, look towards the audience, and raised my right hand above my head.

“I won!!”

“”Ooohhhh!””

ーーーClap Clap Clap

The whole hall burst into applause.

I won, I actually won!

I turned around again and looked at Nene-san.

He’s smiling wryly.

I walk over to her and hold out my right hand. It’s a handshake.

He understands, and we stand up, took up each other’s hands, and shake hands.

“Thank you very much!”

I bowed my head deeply and thanked him.

When I lifted my head, he was still smiling at me.

“To sweat like that, I like it very much!”

Afterwards, after the prizes for the winners were given and the interviews were over, I went to my friends and thanked them for their support.

And so my main part of the festival was over.

One win and one loss.

No, that last one might have been on purpose.

With this victory, my heart was filled with the desire to improve further, gratitude for my friends, and a sense of accomplishment.

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Author’s Note:

Since when did this work become a battle one?

You’re probably thinking.

I apologize for that.

I’ll try my best next time.

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