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There was no excitement as the audience didn’t bother too much. Alright, I hope they don’t get too excited.
When I returned to the waiting room, Beelze (registered name) was folding her arms with a smug face.
Beelzebub: “Making use of your small build and quickly slipped from your opponent’s sight and managed to get a hit, I see. It was truly an ideal blow.”
Azusa: “I didn’t think about any of that, though….Besides, I don’t have any martial arts experience…”
It only felt something similar like brushing of a few fire sparks that fall onto me.
Beelzebub: “I see…. I thought that it was a good opportunity to see how you fight once again, and I was able to take part in the fight as well. However, you are perhaps already strong enough as you hadn’t decided anything beforehand…”
It’s bad to do such analysis right in front of the one you’re speaking of, but I think that my status is just high due to the result of defeating slimes every day. It’s something like 『Continuity is power』.
Since then, I and Beelze managed to win in other blocks and reached best sixteen.
We were also given the main tournament table, and Busura-san is still remained in the chart. As expected, it seems that he’s a competitive martial artist through and through.
Since he’s in a block opposite to me, I have to reach the finals to meet him.
If I play an active part in this, Busura-san would likely recognize me. Then, it could turn into a talk about how to cure Farufa!
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My family came to cheer in the main battle.
The good seats for family members had already been prepared, and Sharusha sat with Farufa carried on her arm.
Sharusha: “Good luck, mother.”
Sharusha’s eyes are also serious.
Azusa: “Obviously. I won’t lose.”
I can’t be defeated from the tournament until I got Busura-san.
The tournament took place in a crowded Colosseum.
The first round was again with a skinhead person. His muscles are quite voluptuous.
Man: “This is the body of steel which I have tempered thoroughly! It can repel against anythinggg!!”
I punched the body of steel with a cat punch.
Azusa: “Ei!”
The other party fainted, and that’s a match. It couldn’t repel against anything, I see.
The crowd also got excited because it was a one-hit KO.
Crowd: “That Azusa girl is amazing!”
Crowd: “Most likely, she hit his vital part accurately!”
Crowd: “Win the next round! I have bet thirty thousand gold on you!”
I have been targeted for betting, huh……
To be honest, I didn’t want this to be very exciting, but it can’t be helped if I already got this far. I waved my hand to the audience accepting honestly that I’m standing out.
After that, I went to the family seat.
Leica and Flatorte were clasping each other’s hands feeling glad, but immediately released it when they noticed each other.
So close! Even though it was a chance for the two to get along with the victory excitement!
Because Rosalie is a ghost, she came to the waiting room as she pleases.
I think she’s breaking the rules, but there are no rules that could punish ghosts.
Harukara: “Master, I had placed an advertisement for our drink on the Colosseum properly!”
Speaking of which, there was a signboard on the wall saying, 『If it comes to health drinks, It’s Harukara Pharmaceutical!』. Harukara is really a business enthusiast, yes….
However, the one who was excited the most is Farufa.
She was jumping as if trying to run away from Sharusha’s arms.
Thanks to that, she looks like using Sharusha as a trampoline.
Sharusha: “Nee-san, you’re really happy…”
Azusa: “I also got some energy and courage so I will definitely win next round. It will be the quarterfinal if I win.”
Yes, our glory is relatively close.
The next match, again my opponent is a skinhead. What’s going on with the skinheads…?
There seems to be something like a monastery where everyone can do any martial arts, so it seems he’s one of the graduates.
Man: “I will win this tournament and aim for the first time in this 54 years of Grand Style!”
He’s really passionate about it, huh…..
Man: “I won’t go easy on you even if you’re a woman! Take the initiative from the weak and defeat them, that’s the rule of Grand Style!”
Azusa: “That’s just a scum strategy!”
It’s not something respectful at all!
Man: “Well then, I will restrain my opponent and just do the deciding technique!”
My arm got caught by my opponent.
Hence, I pulled it away from him.
Man: “Wha!? You managed to escape from my restraint!? Even though it is said that it can’t be let go just like eating a soft-shelled turle!?”
You make me want to eat hot pot now.
Since it won’t end just by avoiding his attacks, I tried to do a roundhouse kick from my own style.
*Bakon!!*
He flew up to around 10 meters above the ground, and dropped just like that.
Azusa: “Uhh, well, this seems fine.”
My opponent‘s fainted state had been confirmed, hence it was decided that I will advance to the semifinals.
If I win next round, I can get to Busura-san.
But, speaking of which, what kind of person is Busura-san? Would he be a skinhead as well? The main waiting room is a separated room with each other, so I haven’t seen his face yet.
Just right around the next round, Busura-san’s name was called.
At the same time, the 『Prize Queen!』 was also called.
Huh? The crowd reactions are somewhat different from an isolated martial artist…
Then, the one who came to the stage was a girl with an attitude like a military person who dressed up in a short length clothes with her hair tied to the back.
Her shoulders and naval are also out in the open, hence it might be a so-called tank top and she’s wearing something like shorts as well.
On the other hand, her opponent is Beelze, who had won so far.
Huh, this is… don’t tell me…
As soon as the match started, Beelze kicked and punched a lot.
Because of that, Busura-san instantly downed.
The referee declared the end of the match and Beelze raised her hand high.
Azusa: “She was beaten even before fighting!?”