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kengan-daddies · 7 months

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I saw someone else write something similar but I'd love to hear your take on this prompt; "awkward things kengan characters do that ruin the mood during sex" You can pick any characters you want but please include Wakatsuki if you can.

LOL!!! This is gonna be fun.

How He Kills the Mood Cosmo Imai Jun Sekibiyashi Kanoh Agito Kaolan Wongsawat Kiryu Setsuna Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Rei Mikazuchi Saw Paing Seishu Akoya Sen Hatsumi Wakatsuki Takeshi

Anime : Kengan Ashura

Characters : Cosmo Imai Jun Sekibiyashi Kanoh Agito Kaolan Wongsawat Kiryu Setsuna Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Rei Mikazuchi Saw Paing Seishu Akoya Sen Hatsumi Wakatsuki Takeshi

Warning : Mention of - slapping, spitting, spanking, choking, biting, degradation, hair pulling, scratching, oral, breeding, gentle sex, bruising

How He Kills the Mood Cosmo Imai Jun Sekibiyashi Kanoh Agito Kaolan Wongsawat Kiryu Setsuna Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Rei Mikazuchi Saw Paing Seishu Akoya Sen Hatsumi Wakatsuki Takeshi

Cosmo Imai

Playing too much and then getting distracted until he pretty much loses his hard-on.

He'll be too busy playing around, fake punches to your pussy, playing with your breasts like it's jello, squishing your thighs, and acting like his hands are little people as they bounce up and down. You'll keep on trying to get his attention, you'll stroke his cock, get him back focused, play with your clit, and help him guide his fingers into your pussy, but no matter how much you try, some days are more difficult than others to keep his attention and then before you know it, he's lost his hard-on and he's busy exploring your body, playing and goofing off.

He doesn't always do that, some days he's very focused especially when he's pent up or just having a major adrenaline rush.

Jun Sekibayashi

Calling out wrestling moves while he plows you.

Jun is an older man and he's more practiced in the act, he knows how to please you and how to get focus on the matter at hand, but he'll sometimes mess with you, shouting out weird ass wrestling moves that either actually exist or just some random bullshit that he made up at the moment, you'll bust out laughing at the random shouts as he'll pretend to drop an elbow on your back, or when he slaps your ass.

He'll yell out some weird shit when he getting ready to thrust in, making you roll your eyes in annoyed fondness. It was weird and it didn't always ruin the mood, but most of the time it did. It wasn't a normal occurrence, he was usually more in the mood but sometimes he liked to dick around.

Kanoh Agito

Asking weird-ass question

Agito is a sweetheart, he really is, he enjoys the act as a whole, but he also doesn't understand some things and he'll ask you questions like you knew the damn answer to them. "Why does the clitoris, when stimulated, make you cum?"... "Why does your vagina clench when you're feeling pleasured?".... "Why are the nipples stimulus for pleasure?"... "Do all women have this thing call, 'A G-spot'?". You'd roll your eyes, head propped up on your hand as you lay on your stomach, legs gap as you feel him picking around back there.

"Why does my cock pulse?"... "Why is semen white?"... "I understand sex, but I don't understand why certain things work the way they do." ... It was an eye-rolling experience, you wished that he'd ask these questions when ya'll weren't in the middle of the damn act. Kanoh wasn't unknowledgeable when it came to sex, he knew the basics of it all, but he just couldn't comprehend certain things was all.

He didn't always flood you with questions, sometimes he'd get down and dirty with the deed and will be focused on you and himself, but he gets his days when he does.

Kaolan Wongsawat

Having Saw Paing bust in

Kaolan had no issues in the bedroom, he was perfect, ready for the task at hand, prepared to pleasure you and himself, but the only issue is his added package, Saw Paing Yoroizuka. Honestly, if you knew that a monthly check-in was regular for him, you would've made the most of it every time you had sex. And what makes it worst, and that it's random monthly check-ins. He never does it on the same day, it's always random as hell and totally unexpected, but it's extremely rare when it's during sex, but that was the only mood killer surrounding Kaolan.

Having Saw bust in, asking for a fight at the top of his damn lungs will always scare the mood out of you, you'd be too paranoid that he'd come back in again, so Kaolan will be forced to have blue balls.

Kiryu Setsuna

Shouting Ohma's fucking name like he's actually here, like what the fuck?

He'd always have you in doggy style, face down and silent, not wanting you to ruin the illusion that he was under as he'd call Ohma's name over and over again or he'd have you plow him from behind with a strap-on if you're a woman and with your own dick if you were a male. But he'd always be shouting and screaming Ohma's name like the man was actually here.

It was already a mood killer the moment he comes in with his big ass Ohma plushy, like where the fuck did he even get that shit from, the man's origin is unknown and he's already got a damn plush? It makes it worst when he has the toy facing him, wether you're in doggy style or you're behind him.

Ohma Tokita

Honestly, just him taking it as a challenge to see who can either cum the fastest or who can last the longest.

He didn't always do it, he was usually pretty chill, hitting it from the back real good, having you gushing pussy juice and slobbering everywhere while you be dick-drunk off him, but somedays he'd just transform on your ass.

He'll just suddenly go picking up speed, muttering to himself, talking about some crazy shit with his imaginary dead-ass father figure, and honestly the moment you hear that muttering, you already knew what time it was, he was gonna be on that bullshit. You'd roll your eyes, preparing yourself to either enjoy it or just have a quicky. He'd either start giving deeper, longer, harder thrusts or he'd give shorter faster ones. You preferred the deeper, longer, harder ones because you were guaranteed to cum, but the quick ones were just as good... only when you were already close.

Raian Kure

Just being a damn brute of an asshole

You're already prepared for a rough time because that's just who he was and you honestly loved it, but sometimes, he just does too much. The name-calling is cool. Degradation. The hair pulling, scratching, slapping, and choking are also accepted. Masochist. Spitting, biting, and licking was also welcomed. Claiming. Pumping you full of cum was always a guaranteed result so that was already a given. Breeding. That was all a package deal.

But sometimes, he'd get a little too rough. The name-calling would get ridiculous. "Fish-smelling bitch, hairline damn near close to the back of your neck, saggy titty bitch, neck wrinkle game strong today." The 'abuse' would be too rough. Slapping you so hard you feel like your asscheek busted, pulling your hair so hard you hear it rip, the scratching a little too deep for your liking, and the choking almost fucking murderous. The spitting was just downright disrespectful, the biting so deep you think he has watched some damn Baki and was trying to pull a Pickle, and the licking was okay honestly.

Honestly, if he already fucks up with the name-calling, then he is already done for the day because you knew for damn sure that your hairline is not that damn bad, and your neck isn't wrinkly and your titties ain't that saggy.

Rei Mikazuchi

Just being too much of a bitch to handle pussy.

He could usually do pretty good, he was pretty normal, aside from the part that somedays he was more needy and whiny than others, and the moment he enters you and god forbid the moment he sees your pussy he cums on the spot, it was rare but it wasn't nearly exotic enough to where it was uncommon.

Most days he's okay, but he's had too many moments when he's been like that. On days like those you'd just give him a lap dance and call it a day because he'll cum in his pants and then he'll go to sleep.

Saw Paing

Literally screaming your ear drums out or just thrusting too damn hard till it hurts.

Saw was usually pretty tamed during sex surprisingly, he'd usually be more relaxed and quiet, but sometimes he'd get a little too excited. Screaming so loud your ears ring or just thrusting so hard till it just hurts too much.

You'd have to try and calm him down, and most times it worked but somedays he'd just be too railed up, you'd have to push him off and either finish him off orally or tell him to beat his damn meat because you only got one pussy bitch.

Seishu Akoya

Literally just too rough at times

Akoya could be chill when having sex, he can be relaxed and sensual. he knows how to please you, he knows how to give you pleasure, but somedays, he can just be too rough. His grip on your waist is so tight till it feels like his damn fingers are gonna bust the skin, he'd press down on your back so hard you think he gonna literally break it, his chokes are a little too extreme you think your neck is gonna snap from his grip.

Honestly, he was a ride-or-die type of motherfucker, you can never tell when he's gonna be too rough or just right, but one thing will always be sure, he had some good dick game.

Sen Hatsumi

Literally just too damn lazy or not serious enough.

Usually, he knew what to do, if you wanted to get pleasured in ways unimaginable, than Sen was your man, but he was just too damn lazy. However, he wasn't always that lazy, he had the work and the skills, he knew what he was doing, and sometimes he'd do all the work, but most times, you'd have to do it yourself. You have to rub your own clit, finger yourself, get yourself ready, ride him, even pull your own damn hair, it was a shame really. Or he just wasn't serious enough to actually focus on the task at hand.

He'd be too busy focusing on something, his dick barely getting hard enough to actually do anything with it, at least his eating game was always strong.

Wakatsuki Takeshi

Too scared to do anything

Sex was extremely rare with him, and understandably so, but whenever you do have sex, it is always so slow. It was never quick, rough, exciting.. nothing. You loved the man, he was sweet,, but he was just too slow. His fingering was heaven-sent, his fingers so damn thick, but it was slow, his foreplay was yawn-worthy, even a damn sloth would've been climbed down a tree and back up again. It was a strange yet pleasurable thing.

His foreplay was so gentle that sometimes you'd actually go to sleep, you'd feel bad when you'd wake up in an hour or two, but he'd sometimes be sleep too or he'd be off training somewhere. Most days you'd have to take the lead, but he wouldn't touch you on those days, leaving you wanting more, at least the dick was good.

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girlguygoblin · 16 days

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old akoya doodle

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #kenganverse #kengan ashura fanart #akoya seishu #seishu akoya #ggg.art

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karolinevassalor · 2 years

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Its been a while from this chapter, but still give me chills. The very thought of defeat Agito was nearly impossible yet Gensai managed and everyone was in shock.

Sen reaction my fav xD

#kengan ashura #manga #kanoh agito #hanafusa hajime #hatsumi sen #lihito #rihito #kure raian #ohma #wakatsuki takeshi #sekibayashi jun #kaneda suekichi #himuro ryo #kuroki gensai #akoya seishu #nikaido ren #Yamashita

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onyx004 · 4 months

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Finally Chapter 241 came out and this is only starting to get intense

Also why does my boy Akoya looks like he came from Evangelion

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #akoya seishu #kiryu setsuna

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darkdevasofdestruction · 2 years

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Chapter 14 - Battle Of The Psychos

Though it was pretty late into the day and Ohma was outside, practicing and warming up for the longest time... Kisara was in the deepest sleep she could be. It was such a sweet dream that the man, once he returned to their shared room to take a shower and wake her up, he almost didn't have the heart to do so... 'Almost' being the key word. He was feeling incredibly cocky and confident in anticipation to his next round. He didn't care who his opponent was, no matter how many times the red head warned him over and over again that it's going to be a dangerous match. On the other hand, he was feeling rather playful, so making sure he turns her to lay on her back and took a strand of her hair, tickling her face. She was scrunching her face and waving her hand lazily to make the nuisance stop, but it just wouldn't. But then, she mumbled the funniest thing she could, in a sleepy yet murderous voice.

"I'll kill you, you fucking pest." it made her partner chuckle at her before he flicked her forehead, forcing her to wake up with another cursed. "Wake up, Sleeping Beauty. I've got a match to win, and you've got a lot of cheering to do." The girl growled, half-awake, and planted her palm over his face. "Gosh, you're loud. Don't you know that Sleeping Beauty woke up after a kiss? Why do you expect me to wake up under different conditions." though he laughed at her, he indulged her semi-awake fantasy and kissed her before he grabbed her arm and got her out of the bed. "Happy now, Your Majesty?" her answer was a cheeky grin and a double thumbs up as she stumbled backwards towards the bathroom to get ready.

Loud music was heard from the bathroom and the girl was getting ready for an eternity - Or at least, that what Ohma, who never bothered with anything fancy like that, thought - So he did some shadow boxing while waiting. Thankfully, that was enough to make the time pass by. When Kisara was finally ready, she looked like a beautiful assassin or a mafia don. Sporting black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a pair of black jeans with a golden chain, leather boots and black light trench coat over her shoulders, a black and gold watch and various opulent golden jewellery, her crimson hair just a little bit wavey an that katana attached to her him, she could have passed as some real deal killer from a yakuza organization. Ohma's pride and cockiness went up by miles. With his arm around her shoulder, the two walked together to the arena, and though the fighter went to watch the fight from the stadium, the red head went down to say her good lucks to Cosmo. She was afraid for him - That police guy is a complete psycho with speed and reflexes and a perfect defense. A real monster. Not on par with Raian, per se, but Cosmo, albeit a prodigy, was still an inexperienced child... Well, inexperienced, but with over 25 matched won or something. But Ohma was a great all-rounder with life experience and enough street fights that he might find fighting trickier opponents a bit easier.

As soon as she got at the entrance to the arena, Cosmo, Akira and Adam were already there, ready to get out there and fight. "Hey, boy! You better not lose to no fucking pig! A.C.A.B. , boy! All Cops Are Bastards!" Adam was sneering and frowning in pure rage and hatred for the police force, showing an aggressive thumbs down. "Go get 'em, Cos." Akira was smirking with full confidence in his fighter. Unlike the two men who were encouraging the young one with a hands-off approach, Kisara stepped in front of the boy and tilted her chin up to get a better look at him. "Show him who's the Grappler King, Cos." she grabbed the boy into a tight hug. "I've got such a pretty sis cheering for me, I can't afford to lose, can I? Thank, you guys, I swear I'll win!" he had a determined look on his as he pulled back and went inside the arena as soon as he was called by Sayaka. "How come he's not wearing his shirt? Is he gonna be okay?" she looked at Akira with mild concern. She knew his skin was rather delicate, and if he were to be wrestling on the ground, the friction with the sand might cause bleeding from the surface damage. "He was afraid he might get grabbed by that fucker." Akira explained. "Remember how his shirt got ripped by Adam? It put him at a disadvantage. Adam is a great brawler, but this guy is not right in the head. Gotta grab at any advantage there is." "I understand... And I guess it makes sense... I just hope the pluses will out weight the minuses." she muttered. "But how come he looks in top shape? Ohma has tons of scars all over his body, and even admitted he's not fully recovered after his fight with Ryo. He did get thrown around quite a lot... And Adam, you're a super strong brawler and you delivered enough punched to his body. I know he's a fighter, but he's still 19, about my size, and nowhere near as packed with muscles as most of the fighters. Proportionally, I think the damage Adam inflicted on Cos should have been more visible... Or, at least, felt." with great concern for the boy, Adam, too, raised his eyebrows realising the truth of her statement. "Miss K is right, is he really as undamaged as he looks?" his arms were crossed over his chest. "Hardly. He's sustained full body contusions, as well as cracks in his forearms. He's just using painkillers to cover it up." Akira frowned, his voice getting solemn all of a sudden. "I should have known... After a fight like that, I don't think even Wakatsuki would get out undamaged." the red head hummed sadly. "WTF?! You fuckin' sent him out to fight like that?!" the American barked out, outraged. "...No. Cos decided to enter the match himself. He said - You've gotta expect injuries in a tournament - with a smile." they could all envision the kid's bright smile as he declared his participation. He had a fantastic future ahead of him. "...Fuckin' dumbass...! I would've taken his place if I'd known..." it seemed like Adam and Cos had a really lovely friendship, if he could be so overprotective of him. "Akira... You know, I always encouraged Cos, and I strongly believe that he will have a bright future. He's a fantastic fighter, especially from his age, and knowing him since he was - What, 14? 15? He's only gotten exponentially better and better. He's so cheerful, ambitious and only sees beyond the borders of the horizon..." the girl abruptly turned around, her brows furrowed in a sorrowful, worried expression. "...But when he faces his first defeat, will he be able to bounce back and learn that there's only one way to go, and that is upwards, towards the sky? That you always learn from your mistakes, and that there's more to learn from failure than from wins?" "Cos won't lose, Kisara. Have some faith in him." despite saying that, Nishihonji knew she wasn't wrong. "Not now, yes - But whenever that will happen? Not even Wakatsuki has a perfect record. Put Cosmo against him... Against Hatsumi or Agito. Do you think he'd win? I guarantee you, he wouldn't. He'd be completely overwhelmed. What then? Say - Cosmo wins today, and let's imagine he beats Ohma. He'll be against Wakatsuki. Do you really think he'd get past that?" she asked, crossing her arms. "I'm not saying this to discourage anyone. I'm just worried for his mental and emotional health. Young talents like him always fall down incredibly hard once they've tasted defeat." with a sigh, the CEO sighed and nodded. "I know, I know Red. But Cos is like my little brother. I won't let him go down no matter what." he was determined to make sure his fighter was alright.

As the fight began, Akoya took the same stance as the first time around, as if his arm was a policeman's shield - He really was a defense specialist, whilst Cos, shocking everyone, took an uncharacteristic upright stance. No, this must be a feint. He can't win in a battle of blows, so he has to trick him. Kisara knew better than anyone how important it was to deceive an enemy stronger than you.

To go through with this enigma, he had to close the distance with quick but vey careful footwork - He did a jab feint followed by a left inner low kick, but as expected, Akoya had no problem taking that light hit. The blond widened the distance once again with quick backward bounces, only to lunge forwards again and performed a wheel kick over the enemy's head.

"Gahhh, bullshit! Is that dickhead for real?!" Adam was stupefied at what he was seeing. "He's actually trying to beat the fuckin' cop with nothing but blows!" "No, he's not." Kisara cut him off sharply. "He's tricking him." "Trickin'? Are we watchin' the same match, Miss K?" Adam certainly wasn't much of a deep thinker. "I do the same when I'm fighting. Most fighters are like 10 times stronger than me. If I take a direct hit, I'm dead. Did you see Cosmo when I was next to him? We're almost the same height, same weight - The only different thing is that his body is covered in better worked muscles, but that's it. Even his skin is fragile like a girl's. When you're against a powerhouse that can take blows from someone like Haruo... What chance do Cosmo's kitten hits have to inflict damage on that psycho? None. Therefore, they're all a ruse to make Akoya focus on the blow aspect of the fight, and once the opportunity arises, Cos will get him in a grappling hold without a second thought. Outsmart your opponent and win with well-refined techniques. That's his only chance to win against someone like Akoya." the red head explained, making Dudley's eyes go wide with understanding. "Shit, miss, you're smart." he muttered under his breath. "Red here’s sneaky and fast on her feet. If anyone knows anything about tricks, it's her. If that bastard is a fortified castle, you have only two strategies to win a siege - One is with great weapons, which in fighting would mean brute force like you, Haruo, Wakatsuki and many others. The other is by sending an assassin to kill the king, like Cosmo, Inaba and you, Kisara." Akira pointed out the reasoning.

Keeping his upright stance, went for another feint jab, but his forearm got ripped and blood started splurting like a fountain. This wasn't good. Cosmo made some distance again - He was now even more cautious than before. This time, it was Akoya who closed the distance at lighting speed and though Cos was able to stop the approach, they were within range of each other. The jerk was luring Cos, but he ran away farther. The match was already started by 3 minutes now, and nothing happened. The audience was getting pissed off and yelling at the young one to stop running away already... But what did they know? All of those idiots screaming from the stadium were nothing but obnoxious politicians and businessmen who had not the slightest clue about fighting.

All of a sudden, Akoya went straight before taking a stance that although greatly resembled Agito's, it was far lower. It seems that he was stealing and adapting other's techniques as well. Smart. Based on the way he looked, his next lunge will be at a great speed.

Cosmo circled to the left - In that instant, Akoya circled in the opposite direction and easily cut him off. Were his reflexes that fantastic? Was he talented in Foresight too? Though Cosmo parried with his forearm... Akira did say he had fractures, so he was even more vulnerable. That punch looked really painful.

The whole fight looked too one sided. It was as if he already knew what moves Cos would do in advance, and he was doing his counters before Cosmo could even hit back. He ducked and dodged to the side, hitting Cos with a right uppercut. He even managed to deliver a clean left low kick to his right leg as soon as he was ready to evade. More, he kicked his knee to get rid of his mobility.

"How the hell does he do that? Something's not right. He's too fast and clean. Even Agito and Takeshi got hit. They took hits to get the pattern of attack from the enemy - Something, anything - But this guy is just... Untouchable. Look at him with his guard up, pushing through Cosmo's jab barrage and blocking every hit. This is ridiculous." Kisara dug her long nails into her arms trying to calm herself. "That fuckin' pig! It's like he's predicting all of Imai's goddamn moves! Fuckin' pisses me off!" Adam's fists were clenched, as well as his jaw - He was angry beyond belief. "Kaneda taught me the basics of Foresight, and I've already got a good grip on it since I trained with Hatsumi - But what Akoya is doing is nowhere compared to any good eye, reflexes or speed. It's... Impeccable." Kisara remembered very well the lesson from the previous day. In that instant, Akira took out a walkie talkie like device, saying they were 'on the money'. It seems that Akira suspected some foul play and had someone investigate for him. "Yo, sir! Why don't you fuckin' cheer for Imai for a change?!" Adam was pretty annoyed, yet still maintained a hilarious grip on calling Akira 'Sir', despite swearing with every three words. "You're right. It looks like he does need some... Support. Kisara, you coming?" whenever Akira called her by her name, it was clear that he was serious and not messing around, as usual. With a curt nod, her and Adam followed the CEO upstairs, and passing a very cute and pouty Inaba who made a beautiful recovery and a cheerful Urita, we saw the mass of bodyguards tied up by the assassin's fantastic hair. "Ryo~♪ You're all better, I'm so glad~♪! And your hair is as great as ever!" Kisara grinned at him as they walked by, and the boy smiled and waved at her friendly. Now she wanted to do some top notch self-care routines with him. "Thanks, you two. I owe you one." Akira gave them a nod. "We're friends, aren't we? Go on ahead, we've got this." Suki dismissed his friend, urging him to go forward already.

Quickly, we opened the room to the secluded balcony room and Akira went and grabbed Hiyama's hand, revealing the transmitter she was holding. Her head turned slowly to the side, her terrified eyes glancing at the trio. Her teeth were chattering, that's how frightened she was. "You're probably thinking... 'What is this man doing here? I hired elite bodyguards as a counter measure against attacks.' And it seems like you did hire a couple of tough guys to defend against attacks from other corporations. They all have resumes that'd put your average fighter to shame. But I've got a very good friend of my own, and there aren't many fighters that can deal with his sneak attacks." Akira's monologue was taking its toll on the short woman. "And now, you're probably thinking 'How did he fin out I was cheating?' Now, that's simple. I've been intercepting all your signals. It looks like you've taken careful precautions against eavesdropping, but I know a specialist in the field. Of course, we couldn't get our hands on definitive evidence." oh, surfer dude is ruthless! No wonder he's a CEO in this messed up organization. "When did you figure it out?" the woman asked in a soft, meek yet incredibly desperate voice. "It was just a little hunch at first. I was bothered that Akoya seemed to be capable of predicting his opponent's attacks, so I decided to do my research on your team before the second round began. I wasn't certain of anything, of course. I looked into you too, Hiyama, and noticed that you have a pretty rare ability. A perfectly accurate internal clock. There are only a handful of cases in the world that are on your level. Top class reflexes combined with a perfect internal clock and my hunch on top of that - With these three parts in place, it was easy to reach a conclusion. Miss Hiyama, if I go public with this, you won't be penalized by the kengan association. They won't recognise any fould that the referee doesn't catch, but Wakasa Life Insurance will lose all credibility. That will affect your future dealings." thus, Akira's voice got more threatening and dark. "Miss Hiyama. Tell Akoya to forfeit the match. Then, and only then, will I overlook your cheating." a pissed off Akira was really scary, considering how chill he usually is. she hopes she won't see the chill and laid-back Hatsumi losing his chill any time soon, he'll be far scarier. "Forfeit the match, Miss Hiyama. You don't have a choice anymore." In that instant, Hiyama tried to dash and grab back the transmitter from Akira's hand, but Adam caught her wrist, making her lose balance. "Yo! Fuckin' Zashiki Warashi! Give it up, bitch. Your fuckin' machine is out of order." "N-No... I can... Still... Help... Akoya... Please... Please..." she struggled - As if summoned, Akoya's voice was heard, calling out to his CEO. The girl gasped his name out loudly. "Do you remember what I said after my first match?" in that instant, her eyes went wide and the horror she held was as if she was seeing torture and death before her. "Hiyama... BEGONE." his voice was awfully harsh and hateful.

From outside, Sayaka's loud voice made the trio snap and rush to the balcony edge - The psycho was digging his fingers into Cosmo's arms, ripping into his muscles and pulling him away, until Cosmo was forced to retreat. The enemy got faster and significantly more aggressive - He was like a berserk feral monster, starving, with a succulent prey in front of him. With a high kick, Akoya tried to use his toes to hit the young one's eyes, and since he was forced to lean backwards a bit too unnaturally, he was taken into a quick tackle... Followed by a cannibalistic bite to his thigh.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING?!" Kisara cried out, almost falling out of the balcony by how much he was leaning, desperate as she heard Cosmo's cry of complete agony resounding through the stadium. Adam was so angry that he almost shattered the wall with his punch. "WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING?! HE JUST GOT SUPER FUCKIN' VIOLENT ALL OF A SUDDEN!" Adam was just as livid. "Akoya... Akoya... Has been engaging in vigilante justice against people he decides are evil, in the name of... Executing justice." the most pissed was Adam, who already had a huge grudge against coppers. "This was all for the creation of Akoya's ideal of a world without evil, and Akoya's 'activism' went well at first... But as he was fighting evil... Akoya changed, little by little. He became possessed by his killer instincts. Since then, Akoya has been fighting on my instructions in the Kengan matches... All so that he isn't swallowed by his killer instincts." the realisation of their doing fell heavy on them. They just doomed Cosmo to this torture. "Fuck... So you were his brakes?!" Adam gasped, in complete disbelief. "We just completely screwed Cosmo... Big time." Kisara's hands were buried deep into her hair, tugging to it. She couldn't believe the torture that psychopath was inflicting on that young boy who did absolutely nothing wrong in his entire life. If it was anyone else, she wouldn't have cared, but this was her friend out there, someone so close to her that she considered her real family. If she could, she'd go out there and slice that bastard into tiny pieces.

Akoya literally ripped apart part of Cosmo's thigh muscle and he was chewing on it, taunting him, as if it wasn't enough that he must have ruptured a freaking artery, considering he was splashing blood around like a fountain. The poor boy was trembling like a leaf in the wind and his eyes were wide with complete hopelessness - He was so long in his anguish that he couldn't move. "FUUUUUUCK!!!" Adam couldn't stop his profanity string. "CALM DOWN, COS! DON'T LET HIM PROVOKE--.... ? Cos...?" Akira's voice quieted down as soon as he realised that the little one was so far gone that he was just standing there, holding himself, in a meek, submissive position. Akoya was taking menacing steps towards the young boy who wailed out in sheer fear and started walking backwards. The enemy started pulling his punches before he grabbed the boy and slammed him to the ground, mounting him and holding tightly onto his wrists. It was the same position her and Ohma were in the previous day. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't escape even with a pelvic thrust. "Oh my God, not this... This is awful, this is awful." Kisara and Adam were freaking out the bad that they were shaking each other from the anxiety. In that instant, Cosmo scream - It looked as if he wanted to give up and surrender from his fear. He was mentally broken. However, Akoya slammed his rock-like forearm into his mouth, stopping him from uttering a single word. "He's a demon. Oh my God, he's insane, he's fucking insane. He made him deliberately bite into his forearm so he won't bite his tongue from pain. I've seen it in many horror movies, he's going to torture him to death, that fucking psychopath!" the red head's nails were digging into the American's arm, but he was feeling nothing. "THAT FUCKIN' BASTARD!" Adam roared, repeatedly punching a wall as he watched Cosmo's small feet wiggling from raw agony as that psycho stabbed his thumb into Cosmo's intercostal nerve, to the point of losing his consciousness - Only to be awoken by having one of his ribs broken. The kid was outright sobbing, they were almost surprised he didn't piss himself. "YOU LITTLE PSYCHO BITCH, CALL IT OFF OR I CUT YOUR HEAD OFF AND THROW IT IN THE ARENA RIGHT NOW!" after witnessing Akoya stabbing the next intercostal nerve, Kisara took out her katana and swung it until it was glued to Hiyami's neck. "LISTEN TO HER OR I'LL KILL YOU, CUNT!" Adam, too, was raging at her. "It's too late. No one can stop Akoya now. The moment he hears that I've forfeited, Akoya will kill Imai Cosmo, then he will continue slaughtering people until he himself is dead. Stopping the match will lead to even more deaths." seeing how the CEO looked absolutely soulless, Kisara couldn't but believe her, albeit, with enough anger in her veins - Still, she sheathed back her blade and started pacing around. "Just stay calm, you two. Cos hasn't lost yet." Akira reassured the two - Although, it made both of them rather irked. "ARE YOU FUCKIN' NUTS?! IMAI'S GONNA GET KILLED OUT THERE!! HE'S RISKING HIS GODDAMN LIFE FOR YOU! DON'T YOU HAVE ANY PITY FOR HIM?!" Adam, as volcanic as ever, was shouting into Akira's face, voicing the same thing Kisara was feeling as well. "You've got it all wrong. You didn't think I was a good person, did you? I'm the one who pulled a kid with a bright future ahead of him into the underworld, and now I've forced him to face this deadly crisis. And you think I'm a good person? Ha. I strayed from the path a long time ago. What's the point in being weak, yet good? I will become the Kengan association chairman, no matter what sacrifices I have to make. Every ambition comes with sacrifices, so don't say another damn word...!" Akira was frowning, a dark expression on his face, though he couldn't face Adam. All of a sudden, someone burst into fits of laughter - They were fake, venomous and mocking. "You? Chairman? In what world?" Kisara's face was now serene, taunting the surfer. "Nishihonji, you're a cool guy for most of the time - But do you even hear yourself? Every kid has a dream, but you don't see trillions of astronauts, singers, lawyers and doctors with each generation, do you? Some end up beggars, janitors, hobos and what not. The only person that would support you is Urita, and he already lost. You can only fight your way to the top using Cosmo, but even if he wins, he will stand NO chance against either Ohma or Raian, especially with those injuries. Open your eyes, you're not surfing, there's no way you'll become the new chairman unless someone appoints you - And in case you haven't noticed, the political sway is nowhere in your favour. That boy sees you as his big brother. He respects and cares for you as much as he does for his own brother, his master and his senpai. If you completely dismiss that, you're as much of a psycho as that cop guy is." standing straight in front of Akira for her speech, she walked past him, hitting him with her shoulder. "Adam... Take care of Cosmo, will you? I don't trust this airhead with his well-being anymore." she scoffed, marching out of the balcony room, pissed beyond belief. By the time she went went to the stadium and finding the loser bunch, she went next to them and clutched the railing tightly, trying not to voice her wrath and the guys were yelling at the ref to end the game, or for Cosmo to get up and be strong. "He already broke four of his ribs, that psycho." Naoya was just as angry as Adam. "Do I get thrown out of the organization if I go down there and kill Akoya?" the girl was leaning dangerously over the railing. "I wish we could do that, damn it." Himuro was growling, moving his cast around. However, something sparked in the young boy - Something must have happened that made the psycho dismount Cosmo and lunge backwards. "HE'S BACK! COSMO IS BACK!" Kisara cried out from shock and glee. Though he let himself get punched, he was able to grab onto Akoya's arm - Even if the attempt was break, it was still very good. Cosmo was now fighting with his life on the line. He was losing all that inner rage, pain, desperation - And focusing them on his strategy and fight. Even if he got kicked right onto his broken ribs, he still didn't get down. "COSMO CAN WIN THIS!" just as she said, now Cosmo had his A-game face on. He had the face of a real fighter now. He wasn't Cosmo the kid, he was Cosmo the Fighter, with true determination to WIN. "You're right, he's changed... He's fighting for real now. Like a warrior." Kaneda nodded in agreement.

Cosmo got in a low tackling stance - His top speed was even faster than before and he was circling around the enemy to confuse him. He was running on adrenaline... But for how long can he really last? Even his reaction time was significantly faster. Still, the cop was just as fast, and he got him by the throat, dangling him in the air, only for Cos to escape with a kick to his eye. The peanut gallery was cheering loudly for him - And they realised he was moving fast into Akoya's blind spot. Cosmo was able to get him into a tight Python Hold.

"DON'T LET GO, COSMO! DON'T LET GO!" Kisara yelled out as loud as her lungs kept her. Next to her, everyone was encouraging the boy to hold on and destroy that bastard. The psycho started running backwards, slamming Cos into the wall, but even that wasn't enough. And he got slammed again. And again, but this time, down on the ground - And he let go of his sleeper hold.

But that was just what Cos wanted, because he tripped Akoya, slipping his limbs around him and getting him into yet another suffocating hold - But Akoya's hand was free, and he had free reign to punch at Cosmo's ribcage. And he punched and punched and punched, and Cosmo wailed - But no matter what, he didn't let go.

"I AM THE KING OF STRANGLERS, IMAI COSMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" with one last act of torment, the Grappler shrieked his throat raw, his fist up in the air, as Akoya fell limp over him. "HE WON!!!!!!!!!!" Kisara jumped on Kaneda, hugging him and swinging him around. "GOOD JOB, IMAI!" the guys around were celebrating his win.

The whole stadium was chanting Cosmo's name loudly - But it was now the time for Kisara to dash out of there and look for Ohma. She went to the waiting room, passing by Yamashita who looked rather distressed, and she found Ohma doing his warm up. With a sweet smile, she got in front of him and bent to his level. "How are you feeling, champion~❤️?" "Hasashi Kisara. I have a favour to ask." Ohma was serious - It made the girl widen her eyes and straighten her back. "What is it? Is it about Yamashita Kazuo?" Tokita, too, got up and put his hands on her shoulders, flashing a quick smile. "As intuitive as always. That's why you're good at predicting your opponent's moves with ease." as always, his mind was fixed on fighting. "The Kure Clan is threatening Yamashita Kazuo's eldest son. He's the true CEO behind Under Mount Inc, the company that hired the Kure Clan to begin with, but that old relic claimed the kid deceived them. The deal is that I have to beat that dumb shit to save that kid's life." Kisara started blinking rapidly from the shock. It wasn't easy processing such information, but she should be used to all sorts of crazy things by now. "You want me to take care of him while you're fighting, huh? It goes without saying, I wouldn't let anything happen to the old man. I already almost killed someone on impulse. Might as well get some proper warm up now." she chuckled lightly. "Don't worry your pretty head, just do what you always do. Beat that guy into oblivion. I'll take care of the rest." Ohma nodded, knowing she could rely on her. However, the next thing he mentioned was completely unrelated. "Imai Cosmo's match made me realise I have to teach you how to defend yourself better. It was funny yesterday, but now that I saw even that kid unable to escape a mounting properly, I knew I had to find something that would help you out. After this, we'll find something, okay?" she held a grateful smile - They were thinking in sync, as always. "Let's go after him. He can't stay alone too long." this comment made the girl pinch his chiseled cheek. "You're surprisingly considered and soft today, aren't you? Have I melted you, Ohma~❤️?" she had one of those enigmatic fox-like smiles. "If I say yes, will you stop pestering me?" her smile grew wider. "Then I'll claim my good luck kiss and leave." the brunet grabbed her face and pulled her into a deep kiss, leaving the girl awestruck as always. He didn't wait for her to wipe that sparkling smile off her face - He just put his arm around her shoulder and guided her out of there.

Halfway through the corridor they caught up to the manager who looked incredibly disheartened. "Don't you worry. I'm not letting them kill your oldest son." the fighter was as cocky as always. "Besides, why would I lose to that punk-ass brat? Just sit back and watch me. I'm gonna take his ass down." the girl laughed at his confident speech. "...Raian was right about me... I'm pissed at myself... It's all my fault that Kenzo turned out this way." Yamashita proceeded to tell the two about his relationship with Kenzo from his very childhood - How he was a sweet and very smart boy who loved to read and hated sports, but still indulged his father in playing baseball together to bond... Then one day, around highschool, he's changed drastically, and since then, he's shut himself in his room and wouldn't come out to see any of his family. The old man was so afraid of facing him, so afraid of him and what he's become, that he let him be. His wife left him, Yasuo became a delinquent, and he was all alone. "I know that I brought all of this on myself... If only I'd been firmer, we might still be a happy family. I'm a failure as a father, but still... I AM KENZO'S FATHER! I CAN'T JUST ABANDON KENZO!!! PLEASE, OHMA, PLEASE DEFEAT RAIAN!!!" bowing, Kazuo was sobbing desperately and pleading for his fighter to win.

While Ohma simply flashed him a confident smirk and walked inside the arena, Kisara's eyes were now wide, and her mouth was agape.

Kenzo... He said? Yamashita... Kenzo...? The nerdy little boy in her class who had a crush on her because she was smart like him? That guy with silly glasses, who got made fun of a lot for wearing them, to the point that Kisara got a pair of matching fake glasses so he wouldn't feel bad? The boy with whom she shared a desk with for four years? The boy who was as interested as her in science, and they promised to go to the same highschool and University, but then he disappeared? That boy that invited her for their graduation ball, and he let her tie his hair with a pretty ribbon because it grew so long and pretty and they wanted to match the ribbon with her dress?

"Yamashita... Kenzo. Yamashita Kenzo... From Tokyo... You must be fucking kidding me." she muttered to herself as she whipped out her phone and showed the old man a phone number. "Please tell me this isn't Kenzo's phone number." "... How do you have it?" the man took her phone in his hands gingerly, cradling it. "...I can't believe it. Tokyo is really smaller than I imagined." she muttered, taking back her phone and trying to dial the boy. "I was his classmate back in school. His best friend. I lost all contact with him once we got put in different highschools. I thought he hated me... But now I get what's going on, more or less. Let's keep calling him and make sure he's okay. And... Have faith in Ohma, okay? He will definitely win against Raian." Kisara gave the old man a wink as she kept dialing Kenzo over and over and over again. He wasn't answering to her, nor his father. Damn it.

The two fighters got in their stances and the match began - Though the first to move was Raian, Ohma delivered a nice punch to his face using the Ironbreaker move. Then, he used a mix of redirection and water katas to deliver a lightning-fast, unpredictable punching barrage... Until the villain grabbed his wrists, taunting him. To escape, Ohma kicked Raian where it hurt the most then delivered a knee to his chin, grabbed him by the head and neck, and using the weeping willow, he slammed him to the ground - Not fully, because Raian broke his fall with his hands as if he was doing a push-up, but Ohma predicted that and kicked him in the face, making him fly away to the other end of the arena.

He delivered numerous ironbreakers to the Kure's face and shoulder and chest and chin, going for a fast and deceiving footwork, Flame kata phantom dance, circling him like he circled Inaba, then punched him in the stomach. With all his Kata techniques hitting their mark, it looked like one-sided domination.

But something changed. Raian punched him so hard that he rolled backwards. "So you've gotten a little stronger - Big fucking deal! Don't tell me that's all you've got! Get back up. I'm gonna show you the insurmountable wall between you and me." Raian had a wicked grin on his face, looking down at the kneeling Ohma. "GET UP AND FIGHT, OHMA! FUCK HIM UP!" Kisara was screaming as loud as she could, hoping he could hear her... And that Kenzo would answer already. "Ohhh, you've got a little bitch cheering for ya, huh~❤️ I'm gonna have fun killing you in front of her. You're such a fuckin' let down!" Raian was laughing like a lunatic, casually wiping the blood from his face. "Your moves are all so shitty - Though that kick to the balls did hurt a little~❤️. I'm not interested in your mish-mash of moves! I wanna see THAT form from your first mach. You better get transitioning or I'll kill ya~♪" the weirdo was trying to provoke Ohma, but so far, it didn't work, and thank goodness for that. A provoked Ohma is a reckless and mindless Ohma. "Don't get cocky, you brat." the man smirked back as a reply.

Ohma kept trying to attack, but it was clear that Raian was done taking the brunt of all hits. He's got Ohma's pattern and techniques all figured out. What a fucking monster. "I told you - It's not gonna work. You haven't noticed yet, have you? You haven't mastered your techniques. That's why your accuracy sucks." is that true? Only someone properly fighting another could realise it, or someone staying in a very close proximity. It was an interesting piece of advice. If Ohma gets out of there alive, he can start focusing on the weaknesses that he had no idea he even had. It must really suck, thinking you can do something, but you're proven otherwise.

Raian was playing with Ohma as if he was some rag doll, picking him by the head, slamming him to the ground, punching him, and slamming and slamming and kicking... But there was something weird about this guy. He was fighting like a brawler. Like he was just enjoying a game. He wasn't serious. He was using no technique. He was just on a rampage, as if he wanted to throw away all negative feelings. "GET UP, OHMA! GET UP!"

And so he did.

With the use of his Advance.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck, no, no, damn it, not that. Damn it, Ohma..." one of her hands was tugging at her hair frustration, while with the other, she still died the un-answering Kenzo. "That's it!! Ohma still had THIS ace up his sleeve! But... It seems a little different from last time, doesn't it?" Kazuo stepped closer, now standing next to the girl. "Yes... The output seems far stronger. I just fear that it will be so strong that it will take a toll on him." and it was the truth. Ohma's movements were now at least twice or thrice as fast as the first time around... But doesn't that mean it will damage his heart thrice as much?

He was throwing punch after punch, but even like that, Raian managed to get him back... Until Ohma caught his fist in his palm. "What's wrong? Did you just slow down?" his voice was much lower, with a dark vibrato that seemed absolutely hellish. Now he was even faster than before. It was enough to make Raian use his 100% Removal. "Big fucking deal. I'm gonna kill you, whoever the hell you are." ... what is that? Why did he sound as if he genuinely had no idea who he was fighting... And his eyes - The sclera was far darker than before, and his irises were glowing blood red, just like his body. All of his blood vessels must be congested that the blood was going faster than an airplane.

"I figured as much. It looks like I was right about Ohma's mysterious power. The source of Ohma's strength is his heart." Hanafusa came out of nowhere. "Yes, you are right." Kisara nodded at him. "And it's taking a hell of a toll on it. Two days ago, he had massive bleeding. I don't know if he'll last, at this rate." though she didn't turn to look at him, he stepped next to her to get a closer look to the fight. "I See. So my hypothesis was correct. From the sound of his heartbeat, his heart is working for or five times harder than it is at rest. Considering the amount of physical damage taken... His life really is hanging on by a thread." he confirmed what she already knew. "Ohma... Is... Going to die...?" Kazuo's revelation was a painful one. The more he thought, Ohma kept saying "Shut the fuck up, who the hell are you?" it was an awful sign. "... He's having temporary amnesia, isn't he? The damage already got to his brain." Kisara muttered, making the doctor nod curtly. The more they thought, the worse the man was and the doctor was asking the manager if he wanted to keep the fight going or... But he was already gone, most likely, desperately calling for his son... But he wouldn't answer.

Ohma was getting more chaotic with his fighting, even coughing an exorbitant amount of blood from a punch to his diaphragm, then an awful punch to the face that sent the brunet flying in circles all the way across the stadium. And he was not moving at all. Even his advance disappeared. "OHMA, GET UP AND FIGHT! WIN, OHMA, WIN! YOU CAN DO IT! TOKITAAAAAAAAA OHMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" though Kisara wasn't the only one crying out his name - From the stadium, Kiryu Setsuna was livid, and the old man was already on his knees, crying, thinking that he lost both Ohma and Kenzo. "WAKE UP, YOU STUPID GYM RAT! FUCKING WIN! TOKITAAAAAAAAAA OHMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" she continued screaming raw, and she would scream his name even if it was ripped apart and bleeding and had no voice anymore. Tokita Ohma couldn't die now. He just couldn't. He had to get up and win this shit. "OOOHMAAAAA!!! GET UP!!! PLEAASEEEE, GET UP!!! PLEASE!!! PLEASE DON'T DIE!!!" Yamashita Kazuo was calling out to the man, right next to the girl, but their voices were left unheard by him - He wasn't budging from the ground... But Raian wasn't using the removal anymore. Why? Why wasn't he? Because his Removal was the same as the Advance, at its core. A technique that made you powerful, in detriment of something concerning your health - And it came with a timer, just like the Advance. This must be it, and it seemed like the old man had the same idea. "OHMA!!! HE CAN'T USE REMOVAL ANYMORE! HE'S DONE FOR! GET UP AND KILL THAT SHITTY BRAT!" Kisara was the first to cry out. "RAIAN CAN'T USE THE REMOVAL ANYMORE! JUST BECAUSE HE UNLEASHES HIS LATENT POWER DOESN'T MEAN HIS ENDURANCE IMPROVES! AFTER TAKING YOUR ATTACKS HEAD-ON, RAIAN DOESN'T HAVE THE STRENGTH LEFT TO MAINTAIN THE REMOVAL!!!" for an old man, he really had good lungs to yell out so much and so loud. "HE'S DEAD MEAT, OHMA!! SHOW HIM WHO'S THE STRONGEST MAN OUT THERE! HE'S APPROACHING! FUCKING GET UP -- OHMAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" the two kept screaming, but they had no idea if it was doing anything at all.

Either way, Raian was prowling dangerously towards the knocked out Ohma -- And finally, his muscles were twitching. Leaning on his knees and forearms, he was struggling and trembling to get up, fight the pain, the fatigue and weak, until he was finally standing, albeit still a bit wobbly. Even in spite of all this, he now looked to be a complete different man - With his techniques, Ohma seemed far more precise with all of his hits, and they were incredibly powerful. The brunet got the devil himself by the neck and though he tried to spin him, Raian performed a neck spring and got him away - But that wasn't enough, for Ohma retaliated with more punches and even what looked to be a grappling move, making Ohma sit on Raian's upper back and keep his arm in a tight lock, it was absolutely fantastic - And even from that, he escaped.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! OHMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Kazuo was shrieking as loud as he could. "OHMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! KILL HIM, OHMA!!!!!!!!" Kisara, too, encouraged him with just as much fire.

They were hitting each other more and more until, for exactly 0,14 seconds, Raian lost consciousness - Ohma knew it was his one and only change to defeat his foe, so he grabbed his arm, crossed his own leg behind his own to make him lose balance and fall to the ground, and he followed with a new Niko Style technique of incredible power that broke his face continuously - Until he was declared the winner.

Ohma was kneeling on the ground, panting, while Raian was sprawled on his back, looking like a dead devil. With an ear-piercing shriek of glee, Kisara immediately dashed across the arena and slid on the sad on her knees, her arms wrapped around his body, putting his forehead to her shoulder. "Please tell me you remember me. Please remember me. Please remember me." he had no strength to answer with his words, but her shaky breath and the trembling of her body kept him awake and sane in her warm, tight embrace. He needed to reassure her somehow... Why would he remember her? Why are you speaking so much nonsense? You're the smart one, not him. If you wanted a hug, you should have just said so. You don't need to cry for it. He hates when Kisara cries, it really breaks him. He can't even look at her and keep his composure when he sees that distressed look on her face, the way that bottom lip quivers and how those tears glimmer in those beautiful green eyes of her. She's too pretty to cry... Please be happy. Please smile for me.

Ohma's arms gathered enough strength to sneak around her torso. He still knows who you are, Hasashi Kisara. "I love you so much, Ohma. I love you so much. Please don't die on me. I need you. I really need you. I love you, please don't die on me. I love you so much, you can't even realise. Please, please, please, please, please, Ohma, live. Live. Please. Live." she sounded outright mental and in pain. Her voice was sending agony through his veins and nerves more than his injuries, just like back then, in the bathroom, when she caught him coughing and vomiting blood and what not. He was too weak to answer though. Instead, he felt her struggling to pick him up and drag him over her shoulder... It was just like back then, in that alley, but this time, he still held onto his consciousness. Barely, but still there. She really got stronger over the years. He was so proud of her. "Get him to the infirmary right now. Hanafusa is the only one who can take care of him." he heard her giving instructions, and next thing he knows, his gravity center shifted, and he was on his back. He was be in a stretcher, being quickly delivered for intensive care or something.

There was nothing she could do now. The infirmary was already overcrowded and Ohma had a lot of people wanting to visit him. She'll go visit him later, when the situation has diffused and she's calmed down as much possible. She was losing her mind now.

But she knew just what to do. It was Takeshi's match next. He must be in the waiting room now, 'listening' to music and getting his shit together. Ohma was is great hands. If Hanafusa can't save him, nobody can. But Ohma was strong, he won't give up now. He has a tournament to win.

"Hey... Takeshi... Is your music still off?" after knocking lightly, she opened the door just a bit and peeked inside. Though he didn't reply, he motioned for her to come over, and so she did. "How are you feeling, Takeshi. Still anxious?" she tried to put on a smile, but it was weak. "It was Tokita's match, wasn't it? Did he win?" the girl nodded, but she didn't meet his eyes. "Then why are you upset?" "...He's used the Advance again... Only, for some reason, the output was like five times stronger. And... His opponent was Raian, of all people. I hope he'll get up in two days." she confessed, hanging her head. "But I didn't come here to complain. I came here to encourage you. The Superhuman Wakatsuki Takeshi is going the win today again, without a doubt, okay? So there's no need to be nervous. You're strong, you're smart, you have great techniques. You're the Wild Tiger. You don't have anything to prove to anyone that you're strong. You just have to realise it yourself and find complete self-confidence." the man took of his earbuds and put the phone on the table. "You've got to stop crying when encouraging people. I can't stand seeing my best friend crying, you know? She's building me up while she's breaking inside. Come here." the girl let out a ragged exhale of amusement as she took a step forward and felt his hand wiping away the stray tears before he pulled her in a hug, just like she did for him the previous round... And many other times, in the long time they've known each other. Instinctively, Kisara wrapped her tiny arms around him and held him tighter. She wanted to hug the life out of Ohma, but she was so afraid she'd hurt him that she held back. She was so afraid he'd have forgotten her, so afraid that he'd die in her arms... That would break her in every way possible. She can't watch the love of her life dying in her arms. She'd rather commit seppuku than have that happening to her. So, she hugged Takeshi as hard as she wanted to hug Ohma - At least he could take the hug. "Thank you, Takeshi. Thank you. I really needed this." after a little while, she managed to take a deep breath and she calmed herself. "I think it's time for you match. Are you ready, Wild Tiger?" standing back at arm's length, she smiled at him, this time, genuinely, much brighter and filled with fire and encouragement. "Yes. Let's go." together, they walked towards the entrance to the arena.

Julius was the first to enter - And then, Wakatsuki Takeshi's name was called.

And the Wild Tiger jumped in the arena.

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danielfs5 · 2 years

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KenganTober Day 18: Akoya Seishu

#kengan ashura #akoya seishu

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gabi-theladylover · 7 months

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Sawada Cuntaburo and Akoya Slayshu

#kengan #kenganverse #keizaburo sawada #Seishu Akoya #I've had Sawada's GB desing flash before my eyes during class #and drew it about 4 times during different classes #while Akoya just #appeared #and I went with it because yeah #For Sawada I kept the “Uncomfortable but I guess ot works” uniform #that Xia Ji Fei Alan and Liu had in both their dust covers and extras #I hate Alan's GB so fucking much #HE HAS FUCKING BANDAGES OVER HIS COOCHIE #THAT'S GOTTA BE THE WORST THING EVER (coming from another lass)#banging art :3

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popawritter12 · 18 days

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Amo tus escritos! Estaba buscando algo así desde hace mucho.

Quería preguntarte- ¿A qué yanderes les importaría tu consentimiento y a quienes no?

Si te hace sentir incómodx escribir algo así, puedes ignorarme.

Author's note: Anon, ¿puedo decirte que te amo?

ADORO ESTA IDEA, Y SIEMPRE LA QUISE HACER PERO NO ENCONTRABA UN BUEN CONTEXTO, PERO ¿EL CONSENTIMIENTO? DIOS QUE BUENA IDEA.

/english: Anon, can I tell you that I love you?

I LOVE THIS IDEA, AND I ALWAYS WANTED TO DO IT BUT I DIDN'T FIND A GOOD CONTEXT, BUT CONSENT? GOD WHAT A GOOD IDEA.

Also, thank you so much for your very original request <3<3<3!!!

So, with your amazing idea, let me open a new series of posts that I have long needed to do.

It will be called

“In each situation, how would this Yandere react?”

In this case, let's start with 5 archetypes: -Is not interested in your consent. -It's important, but in an extreme case may not need it. -Thinks it is important only in sex. -Without your consent doesn't even touch you with a stick. -Does not understand what consent is

And, since you didn't specify which fandom, I'm going to list some of the ones I'm in! <3

Let's start with the soft.

Without your consent doesn't even touch you with a stick.

League of Legends

Alistar, Bardo, Blitzcrank, Braum, Ivern, Kalista, Kassadin, Maokai, Nautilus, Rakan, Shen, Soraka, Taric, Wukong, Yone, Karma.

Kengan Ashura

Yoshinari Karo, Haruo Kono, Jun Sekibayashi (<3<3), Mikazuchi Rei, Mokichi Robinson, Suekichi Kaneda, Agito Kanoh.

Stardew Valley

Krobus, Willy, Linus.

Team Fortress 2

Engineer.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Erina, Jonathan Joestar, Speedwagon, William Zeppelin.

Part 2: Smokey, Wamu.

Part 3: Joseph Joestar

Part 4: Tonio, Reimi Sugimoto, Koichi,

Part 5: Doppio.

Part 6: Foo Fighters

Part 7:Lucy Steel.

Demon Slayer

Ozaki, Genya, Nezuko, Mitsuri, Tanjiro, Gyutaro, Gyomei, Tamayo and Yushiro

TMNT: MM

Mikey (<3) April.

Mortal Kombat 1

Liu Kang, Geras, Smoke, Baraka, Asharh,

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

BladeWolf.

Thinks it is important only in sex

League of Legends

Akshan, Aphelios, Camille, Ekko, Ezreal, Darius, Hwei, Illaoi, K'sante, Leona, Nilah, Pantheon, Pyke, Riven, Ryze, Yoeick, Yasuo, Xhin Zhao, Sarah Fortune, Taliyah, Ornn, Tryndamere, Nami, Janna, Kai'sa, Kindred (sheep), Senna, Udyr, Varus, Garen, Lee Sin, Master Yi.

Kengan Ashura

Kaolan Wongsawat, Saw Paing Yoroizuka, Gensai Kuroki, Ryo Inaba, Seishu Akoya, Takeru Kiohzan, Jerry Tyson, Niko Tokita, Adam Dudley, Ren Nikaido, Takeshi Wakatsuki, Ryo Himuro, Marvelous Seki, and Ichiro Nakata.

Stardew Valley

Maru, Emily, Marnie, Sandy, Caroline, Harvey, Robin, Marlon, Rasmodius, Clint.

Team Fortress 2

Heavy, Scout, Soldier and Spy.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Lisa Lisa, Joseph Joestar,

Part 3: Kakyoin, Avdol, N'doul, Mariah, Hol Horse.

Part 4: Shigechi, Jotaro, Okuyasu.

Part 5: Bucciarati, Giorno, Fugo, Risotto Nero, Pesci, Trish Una, Squalo, Tiziano

Part 6: Hermes, Weather Report.

Part 7. Gyro, Hot Pants, Funny Valentine, Pocoloco.

Demon Slayer

Giyu, Yorichi, Kyojuro, Urokodaki, Kanae, Kagaya Ubayashiki, Kanao, Muichiro, Obanai, Akaza, Sabito, Murata.

TMNT MM

Leonardo and Donatello.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kung Lao, Raiden, Syzoth, Johnny Cage, Kenshi, Sindel, Li Mei,

Metal Gear Rising

Armstrong, Boris, Sam, Raiden, Courtney, Kevin.

It is important, but in an extreme case could “forget” about it

League of Legends

Ahri, Akali, Azir, Caitlyn, Fiora, Irelia, Jarvan IV, Jayce, Kayle, Kayn, Morgana, Quinn, Rell, Sett, Shyvana, Sona, Swain, Sylas, Twisted Fate, Luxana, Vayne, Victor, Xayah, Zeri, Alune, Olaf, Seraphine, Ashe, Diana, Lucian, Nasus, Sivir, Talon.

Kengan Ashura

Cosmo Imai, Tokita Ohma, Muteba Gizenga, Sen Hatsumi, Naoya Ohkubo, Keizaro Sawada, Julius Reinhold, Sen Hatsumi,

Stardew Valley

Abigail, Alex, Elliot, Gunther, Haley, Leah, Kent, Jody, Penny, Sebastian, Sam and Shane.

Team Fortress 2

Demoman and Sniper.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Straizo.

Part 2: Stroheim, Esidisi. Caesar Zeppelin

Part 3: Polnareff, Jotaro, Vanilla Ice.

Part 4: Josuke, Yuya Fungami, Rohan,

Part 5: Mista, Ghiaccio, Narancia, Abaccio, Prosciutto.

Part 6: Anasui, Jolyne, Pucci.

Part 7: Dio, Jhonny Joestar.

Demon Slayer

Zenitsu, Kokushibo, Sanemi, Uzui, Daki, Shinjuro.

TMNTMM

Raphael.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kitana, Mileena, Kuai Liang and Rain.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Sundower, Moonson.

Is not interested in your consent

League of Legends

Aatrox, Bel'veth, Brand, Cassiopeia, Draven, Elise, Evelynn, Gangplank, Graves, Jhin, Katarina, KKhartus, Le Blanc, Lissandra, Mordekaiser, Nidalee, Quiyana, Renata Glasc, Renekton, Sejuani, Singed, Syndra, Thresh, Urgot, Vi, Virgo, Vladimir, Xerath, Zyra, Tham Kench, Malzahar.

Kengan Ashura

Karla Kure, Raian Kure, Setsuna Kiryu, Hajime Hanafusa and Yohei Bando.

Stardew Valley

Mr. Qi and Morris.

Team Fortress 2

Medic.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Dio .

Part 2: Kars.

Part 3: Dio, Mariah, D'Arby,

Part 4: Yoshikage Kira, Yukako, Akira Otoishi,

Part 5: Cioccolata, Melone, Formaggio, Illuso.

Demon Slayer

Douma, Enmu, Muzan, Shinobu, Gyokko, Hantengu, Sekido, Karaku, Urogi, Zobakuten, Uzami, Nakime and Kaigaku,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

Bi Han, Shao Kang, Quan Chi, Shang Tsung, Nitara, Reiko and Havik.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Mistral

Don't know the concept of consent

League of Legends

Briar, Dr.Mundo, Galio, Gwen, Hecarim, Jinx, Lillia, Neeko, Orianna, Rek'sai, Rengar, Shaco, Sion, Skarner, Trundle, Vel'koz, Volibear, Warwick, Zac, Aurelion Sol.

Kengan Ashura

(none)

Stardew Valley

(none)

Team Fortress 2

(none)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Santana.

Part 4: Mikitaka.

Part 5:Secco.

Demon Slayer

Inosuke,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

(none)

CON ESTO TERMINAMOS

Fue hermoso, espero que les haya gustado leer esta pequeña lista salida d mi creatividad y del pedido de este anon ;)

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WITH THIS WE END

It was beautiful, I hope you liked reading this little list from my creativity and this anon's request ;)

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kengan-daddies · 6 months

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There was a funny OPM fic where different characters accidentally saw the readers "silicone meat" in the shower and the difference reactions they would have. Can you please write this but for kengan Ashura characters?

LMFAOOOOO!!! Okay, now this is an interesting ask.

The 'Silicone Meat' Incident

Adam Dudley

He's lowkey upset about it.

He feels like he's being replaced by some fake shit.

And don't let it be bigger than his own dick, he'd be furious.

Cosmo Imai

He's happy-go-lucky about it and he's curious

He wants to see how you use it and how it works

it's silicone so he wants to see how you'd get pleasure from something so soft.

Jun Sekibayashi

He'll tease you with it.

He'll compare it to his own dick size and would make a whole scene with it.

He'd want to use it to give you anal stretches.

Kanoh Agito

He won't know how to respond to it.

He'll want to do research on it.

He would want you to take him shopping so he can see more different types.

Kiryu Setsuna

This fool would steal it.

He'd use it on himself and would refuse to give it back.

He'll use it till it just breaks and then he'll give it back.

Kaolan Wongsawat

He'll be a blushing mess.

He'd get something to pick it up and would hand it to you like it's a pad or something.

He'd be curious as to why you'd need it when you had him.

Ohma Tokita

He wouldn't care.

He would throw it on your bed and would tell you to keep up with your shit.

if he sees it again he'll throw it away.

Raian Kure

He'd be a total dick about it and he'll show everyone in the Kure household.

He'd be like the bully in an elementary class and he'd hold it high above his head.

He would totally use it during sex.

Rei Mikazuchi

He wouldn't know how to react to such an object.

He'd wonder if he was enough for you.

He would go out of his way to purchase you all types of toys to help satisfy you from now on.

Saw Paing Yoroizuka

He would probably play with it like it's a toy.

Wave it around like it's some kind of weapon.

He'd probably even ask if you would want to show Kaolan this too.

Seishu Akoya

He'd throw it away.

He would claim that it's tainted and that it wasn't good for you.

He would forever check for another one.

Sen Hatsumi

He'd get freaky with it real quick.

He'll buy you all kinds of toys.

He'll be so excited to get extreme in the bedroom.

Wakatsuki Takeshi

He wouldn't mind.

He would figure that you wouldn't be satisfied with his grandpa speed thrusts.

He would even offer to buy you another one if it ever broke.

#kengan ashura #kengan ashura x reader #kengan ashura x y/n #kengan ashura fanfiction #adam dudley #cosmo imai #jun sekibayashi #kanoh agito #kiryu setsuna #kaolan wongsawat #rei mikazuchi #raian kure #ohma tokita #wakatsuki takeshi #saw paing yoroizuka #sen hatsumi #akoya seishu

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coffee-books-and-autumn · 7 months

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sinsmadeclear · 1 year

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My favorite warriors from the Kengan Ashura anime:

1.Tokita Ohma

2.Kure Raian

3.Akoya Seishu

4.Cosmo Imai

5.SekiBayashi Jun

6.Saw Paing

#anime action #anime fight #savage #tough guy #warriors

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lettieriletti · 3 months

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Kengan Ashura 7

IL TORNEO DI ANNIENTAMENTO È ENTRATO NEL VIVO Nell’arena scendono in campo Haruo Kohno e Seishu Akoya. Il “Distruttore” che combatte per la Nentendo o l’“Esecutore” che difende i colori delle Assicurazioni Wakasa… Chi vincerà il secondo match in programma?

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solarzilla · 2 years

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I love the trope where two strong as hell characters are going at it with no one able to stop the fight until an even MORE stronger character stops them bc they're even more powerful

#anime #manga #kengan omega #kengan asura #kenganverse #kengan ashura #rolon donaire #akoya seishu #nicolas le banner #rihito #carlos medel #lihito #ohma tokita #tokita ohma

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darkdevasofdestruction · 2 years

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Chapter 9 - Let The Show Begin!

As everyone got seated and marveled at not only how the VIP seats were filled with famous politicians and world leaders, but also, the announcer was the most beautiful woman in the world, Miss Sayaka, who is the Chairman's daughter. Kisara wanted so badly to go down there and cheer on Cosmo personally, as he was the debutant fighter, against an American brawler guy who represents some Burger company... But Ohma and the others were there, so she could only attempt to sit down, albeit, agitated as hell. She wanted to get up and cry out from the top of her lungs and cheer on the young boy. But he was going to win regardless, so might as well enjoy the show.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, let's get right to it! Introducing the fighter! He's got an infinite sense for combat - He may be small, but he can take down any opponent he faces! Don't let his mild looks fool you! Can this young jiu-jitsu master bring some charm to the opening of the tournament?!" oh, she was good at describing the fighters to make them more impressive and to root for him! Not only that, she's got an amazing voice that resounded through the stadium perfectly. "Standing 171 cm tall, weighting in at 68 kg, with a kengan match record of 21 wins and 0 losses, total assets aquired at 79, 212 billion yen - Representing Nishihonji Security Services... THE KING OF GRAPPLERS... IMAIIIIIIII COOOOOOOOOSMOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Cosmo was down there, walking inside the fighting pit in that pretty Tshirt of his. Kisara only found out the truth after Takeshi explained, but Cos has very soft and delicate skin, so the friction from his low grappling on the ground is bound to tear his skin apart and make him heavily bleed. "COSMO! KILL HIM, COSMO!" Kisara got up and cheered on her little brother. "You're very excited, aren't you?" Rin chuckled a bit embarrassed. "What, can't I cheer on my friend?" the red head's cheeks changed a hue darker, realising she was the only one to display any kind of external support for a fighter, around their area. "Not so shy for other men, huh?" her partner teased her lightly. "Gah, you guys are awful. At least none of my friends have matches before you. I'll desert this place!" she huffed dramatically, crossing her arms and watching as the American fighter, Adam Dudley, was introduced, and he strutted cockily inside the pit.

The Emperor, as he was nicknamed, had his four front teeth golden and engraved with the word "Fuck", sporting almost double Cos's weight, and significantly taller than him. It wasn't going to be easy using low grappling moves, but as they say, the small ones can bring down the big ones, just like with the story of Goliath who got defeated by David.

The referee announced the beginning of the fight and Cos was the first to spring into action and attempt a barrage of punches that were blocked by the bigger man. Punch, kick, feint, jab and many more were thrown at a rapid pace until Adam got thrown off balance by a kick to his legs. Cosmo retreated and began doing some footwork, waiting for Dudley to strike - He attempted an eye-gouging technique, but he got hit with a scissor throw - slammed to the ground face first, as Cos was wrapped around his leg. They were wrestling on the ground - This will decide the flow of the match, everyone knew this was a decisive fight.

Cos was able to mount the big guy with relative ease, holding down his wrist - This position was rather lethal for a striker like him. The people watching couldn't hear what the two fighters were speaking to each other, but the way Cos was punching down onto Dudley's face made it look rather one-sided, until the American showed the younger one the middle finger and rushed to punch Cosmo's side. The grappler was made to unmount as a way to dodge the fatal strike - Rumours and chattering from the crowd spoke about how Adam was once a notorious hockey player, as everyone watched the unnatural way the man got up from the ground. It is said that he could easily knockout enemies thanks to his build.

As Cos started doing more footwork and sprung into action to hit his enemy, he got grabbed by his shirt and punched into oblivion - Slammed into the ground so hard that he bounced off, and the whole crowd was cheering loudly. He then got picked up by the head and punched again, but the younger one stopped his long stumbling and went back to his speedy assault towards his larger opponent, only to be sent flying away once again.

This repeated a few, times, until Cos put some distance between them and ruffled up his hair, taking a deep breath and getting himself mentally prepared for the next strike. Adam adapted a typical brawler style stance while Cosmo went for his usual low grappler stance, and they both dashed forward - And little Cosmo won with a Triangle Choke, and Adam was unconscious.

"THAT'S ENOUGH, WE HAVE A WINNER!!! And that's a PERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFECT Triangle Choke for you, folks! The King of Grappling, Imai Cosmo, has shown us his pride as a practitioner of Jiu-Jitsu!!!" Sayaka shouted loudly, but her voice was drawn out by the even louder crowd, most likely, the happy betters, just like Kisara was. She saw 'The Zone' once, during one of Cosmo's fights, and she was very impressed by him and his ground-breaking techniques. He truly was a prodigy in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and this grappling style - Small, but fast and agile. Adam most likely had no idea that he had just suffered a humiliating defeat, in a last fight that took less than a second. Still, no matter how proud and cocky Cos looked now, he was evidently injured and needed a lot of rest. The fact that he had the whole day and the next one free, was good for him and his health, more or less.

The next fight was that of Nentendo's representative fighter, Kono Haruo, who was probably the biggest person she's ever seen before, both wide and large altogether, against Wakasa Life Insurance's Akoya Seishu, whose clothes kinda resembled an adjusted Karateka outfit, and his muscles were bulging. His face was grave, glaring and filled with hatred. He was a man capable of murder.

As the two men got introduced by Sayaka, the referee had them take their stance and begin the fight, which Haruo began with a lunge and a punch. It was almost boring where Kisara stood as barely anyone was talking out loud or explaining any of the moves, or any fighter and their styles... But she was going to evade, sooner than later, and find where her friends stood so they could discuss the match, just like how they did before.

Haruo punched Akoya so hard that he got thrown back onto the wall, but he didn't break his defensive stance even though the wall did. The only one with some statistical knowledge was Kaede, who explained some stuff about Haruo's, or rather, his company's reputation amongst the kengan universe. As the big guy continued to strike, it seemed that he did no damage altogether - His arms acted like the greatest shields, until finally, he retaliated with a punch great enough to stir the bigger one. No, that wasn't a punch... It was something similar to Razor's Edge, but better.

But no, Rihito was quick to explain that it was far from the truth - In fact, this technique called "Ripper" is used to cut the skin with bone by rotating his fist, catching his knuckles on the opponent's skin to cut it, though it's not as damaging, despite the blood loss. Ohma, however, was pretty bored and decided to go to sleep. "Have fun, Hasashi Kisara. I know you're enjoying this." he pat her head and left to their shared room to take a quick nap before his fight.

The way Akoya blocked all punched from the big guy, it looked like he was thoroughly analysing his enemy's pattern so that he could defeat him with ease and strategy. Despite how exhausted Haruo looked, Akoya had no real damage on his body. In an instant, Akoya's stance changed, and he stood upright, glaring at the lunging big guy. As Haruo got in Akoya's striking radius, he got hit at a rapid pace - Right lower side kick, left lower punch, and a right palm strike to the skull, right on the eye. Haruo continued getting rushed by Akoya's endless hits, and no matter what the big guy tried, it was useless. He fought with no tactics or strategy, merely relying on his body strength, height and weight... But this wasn't the right opponent to be clueless against.

Akoya's reflexes were fantastic, Kisara thought - But more than that, she wondered whether or not she would be able to top his speed and reflexes, considering that's what she also relied on. Haruo let out a war cry, saying he didn't want to go home, or something weird like that, but he got easily plummeted by Akoya's strikes, until he was down on the ground, crying. He got up again, only to have the enemy's fingers jammed into his open wound from his forearm... That must be an agonizing pain, especially adding the two liver blows he received. Akoya truly looked like some kind of fantastic marionette, as if he could read Haruo's mind, or he already knew each and every hit that he was going to attempt.

With one last strike, Akoya hit his knee in Haruo's face until he got knocked down... No, he didn't faint. Haruo got up, as if he was a robot, emanating some kind of dark, menacing aura... Something like he was in some kind of trance. Actually - He wasn't conscious, Kisara realised - Considering the way he was standing up, he definitely wasn't conscious. It reminded her of some movie where one of the protagonist got up and fought against an enemy through sheer will alone, because he was unconscious. Fascinating, she never thought this was possible, scientifically speaking. Well - Human beings are truly capable of extraordinary things, after all, defying any law of medicine or rationale.

Haruo's speed amplified, along with the strength of his punches, considering the way Akoya could barely defend them anymore. For some odd reason, as Rin mentioned, the way Kono sweated like crazy somehow made his appearance look more... Refreshed? As if he wasn't some obese fatass who only eats junk food. The body fat was beginning to burn away. This was truly a fascinating medical specimen and she wanted someone to have some clinical study on him and the way his brain and body work, because this - This was beyond amazing. A caloric expenditure that serves as a form of detoxification... How abnormal.

Akoya was on the ground, on his back, guarding, and Haruo was going to punch down on his body... But he got flipped over with a kick to Haruo's weakened knees, because of his weight. One more kick to the knee, and another high kick to his face, the same way Kisara did to Ivan Karaev, and Akoya Seishu was declared the winner. Interesting fight. Cosmo was going to have to fight this monster of a guy in the second round, and it definitely won't be easy. She wasn't sure whether or not Cosmo ever fought anyone with such a strong murderous vibe around him, ready to annihilate anyone that stands in his way, but this was going to teach a lesson or two. He was, after all, the youngest fighter in the tournament.

The third fight... The last one, just before Ohma's... The winner of this mess of a fight will be fighting Ohma in the second round... So why the hell was he sleeping, instead of watching his enemy?! The two people fighting were Raian from the Kure clan, and he came into the stadium with blood splattered all over him, while his opponent was Mokichi, that vicar blond guy against whom Kisara and Cosmo played volleyball against. With each strike that one tried to hit, the other either parried or dodged, easy as a breeze, and everyone was watching with their breath hitched in their throat, too afraid to blink, in case they missed something. It was a beautiful, majestic dance, just like a romantic tango, but between nemesis. But Raian was a dirty fighter, and he used the blood on his body to blind Mokichi - Well, this was an annihilation tournament, a dead or alive one, so it didn't matter if any, or both fighters died, as long as a winner was declared. However, the Kure's cheap trick didn't work, for Robinson managed to get his hands in finger locks, attempting to get the palm down and amp up the man's pain. He may as well break his fingers with ease.

No... That wasn't it. Raian was faking it. By the way his smirk, he was beginning a fight of dominance with his looks alone, a battle of auras and testosterone, of wits and cunning. Raian, though, was the first to move, and he grabbed a hold of Mokichi's neck of the blouse and headbutted him - Or, at least, he attempted to, because Mokichi hit him with a short uppercut. Then, the vicar started doing some intricate footwork and grabbed Raian's wrist, twisting it and hitting the life out of him. He got hit continuously, until Mokichi ended the fight with a full shoulder throw, landing Raian with his head in the ground like an ostrich. But they were wrong. Before the referee could declare the fight to be over, Raian got up and activated some kind of secret technique that oddly resembled, but at the same time, it also didn't, Ohma's 'Advance' trump card. This was called 'Removal' and apparently, he could eliminate the barrier that was restricting the body's natural strength... And his release capacity was to the top. An outstanding 100% release. The whole stadium was quiet, save for a few gasps of shock, or fascination at seeing the Kure Clan's technique in action, but there was one voice alone, loud and growling, like some kind of demon. "We're not highschool baseball players her. A fair fight? A fascinating match? Fuck that!! I'm not interested in that kinda masturbation. I don't like 'fighting'. I like 'one sided domination' - Now, time to dominate you!"

Kure Raian was a complete different person now, just like Ohma is when using his technique. His blows were heavier, faster an much more direct and pin-pointed. Such as that he sent his opponent flying on the other side of the stadium. Although Mokichi tried to fight again, he got picked up by the neck, slammed around roughly, his palm digging into his throat - It was a bloodthirsty, barbaric fight, he was showing off. He even let Mokichi escape, only to toy around with him, like a feline playing with its prey, before eating it, proving, that even his secret Baritsu technique was useless against.

A loud snap resounded through the stadium amongst the painful silence. Everyone watched as Mokichi's head fell backwards, down on his back, at an awkward angle. A single cry of despair, that of a young girl, was heard, breaking people's hearts. Young Elena fell down to the ground, engulfed down in an abyss of darkness. Her elder brother was killed right before her very eyes. Raian laughed, and slammed down to the ground his opponent's lifeless body. Nobody was cheering for the Kure winner, yet surely, the ones who betted on his fight must have been happy with the victory. As Mokichi's body was taken away, Kisara realised, it was time for Ohma's match against Inaba Ryo of the Penasonic company. The odds were 8.10 for Ohma and 1.13 for Inaba... So, it was the perfect time for a well placed bet. 10 million yen. Perfect.

Smirking, Kisara ran towards Ohma's room, watching as the trio was complimenting his new fight shorts and underpants, and she couldn't deny, he looked at perfect as ever. After many, many compliments, a beautiful lady walked in, informing him that it was time to make his way towards the arena. "Well, I'm off. Let's go, Hasashi Kisara." he dropped his heavy arm down on her shoulders and dragged her towards the door, only to be stopped by his manager. "Ah! Ohma! I, uh... Probably shouldn't be saying this right before your match, but... If you ever think you don't stand a chance, just throw the match. I mean - I don't want to be burdened with debt, but your life means more to me than any money does!" what a tear-striking speech! "Hah! You're a real meddler, aren't you, Yamashita Kazuo? I'm not losing." Ohma chuckled lowly. "And I want meat for my victory party~♪" "Such a sweet old man." Kisara chuckled, walking towards the stadium fighting pit entrance. "Well - You'll be earning your meal tonight, dear. The odds are 8 to 1, so once you win, I, too, will be winning money to last for a lifetime. Make me proud, love~❤︎" "You're playing a dangerous game, betting, Hasashi Kisara. I and that guy don't fight for money and you know that." he grunted, looking down with a hard expression at the girl. "Yes, but you loved getting large, expensive meals, didn't you? I need money for that. Besides - I've been betting since I've known you, and I've been travelling and having fun with that money since that same time. Like it or not, not everyone can live a life like yours, nor do I want to. Not to mention... I'm going to crush those two traitors some day soon, and show them that I don't need to rely on them to live good. Some day, I'll have them killed, and I'll take over the company." she grinned up at him deviously, only to have his hand press her head down hard, as if he was scolding her. "That's for the future. Now, I better hear you cheering on me from all the way out there, or I'll get jealous." he teased her, flicking her forehead and waiting for his introduction. "Fuck him up, darling~❤︎"

"It's time to introduce Yamashita Trading Co.'s fighter! The man making storms in the Kengan association is on the scene! The driving force of this tournament is making his bold entrance! His background is completely unknown! This mysterious new fighter's about to shake up the tournament! Standing 182 cm tall, weighing in at 85 kg, with a Kengan match record of 3 wins and no losses, total assets acquired at 15,414 billion yen! THE ASHURA... TOKITAAAAA OOOOOHMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" thus, as the crowd began to cheer, so did Kisara, watching the silhouette of her beloved take step and step inside the pit. Being down here, alone, was still better than staying with those boring guys with no fighting knowledge or expertise. He was jumping up and down on his toes, warming himself up and getting ready for the fight. The way his freshly washed hair was bouncing was rather endearing - She only wished she could see his focused, dark face as well. For lack of better words, Ohma was the most attractive when he was fighting and being a cocky little brat, and she loved every second of that.

"And now, introducing the fighter for Penasonic - It's the menacing assassin's long-awaited match! He specializes in bare-handed combat, and his only target is the championship! Standing 155 cm tall, weighing in at 62 kg, he's by far the smallest and lightest fighter in the tournament! This is his first kengan match - THE BLACK PHANTOM, INABAAAAAAAAAAA RYOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" she cried out, but he was nowhere to be seen, for the longest time. Still, the red headed medic was surprised to see a fighter... An assassin, nonetheless, being shorter than her. She was feeling rather proud of herself. The young man appeared out of nowhere, hunchbacked... With his pale skin and beautiful, long, black hair making him look like an onryo, yet his posture reminded the girl of some kind of anime protagonist that had frog-like powers, or the ghosts that used their hair to catch the victims, digging into their skin and flesh, not letting them go.

As the referee called out for the two fighters to take their stance, the beginning of the fight was declared, and the two dashed towards each other, but Ohma's speed was far greater than that of Inaba, so it took the smaller one off guard. Ohma was able to keep the match to his own pace, until Inaba started changing his footwork strategy, getting faster, and with that whipping hair, confusing his enemy so much that he even managed to hit Tokita with those hit and run tactics that are meant to inflict damage over time, gradually. It was obvious that in a front fist-fight, Inaba stood no chance against Ohma's brawl... However, what he doesn't know, is that Ohma isn't only a sexy pack of muscles, but he's a cunning, witty little bitch too. He's been measuring with his tongue the timing intervals at which Inaba would pass him, though his movements were hard to predict. Ohma started using his Niko style, using his most beloved technique, the Flame Kata - With a high speed rush of hits to his opponent's body, Tokita finished with a punch to the smaller one's side, throwing him away. He approached the onryo-like man, ready to hit him with a roundhouse kick, but... His leg got stopped? By hair? So his hair really DID work in his advantage!

Kisara couldn't help but grin, realising that her supernatural supposition was proven right - She held no fear that Ohma would lose in any way, so she was able to be amazed and analysed such an amazing hair technique. To have hair so long and strong she wondered how was he treating it? She wanted to treat her hair the same way he does! "My turn~♪" the boy lifted the long hair from his face, revealing that cute visage of his, which earned a few gasps and awe's at how adorable he was, tugging at even Sayaka's heartstrings. Although Ohma tried to jerk away his foot and tear the hair away, it was of no use - The incredible power of Inaba Ryo's hair was proven extraordinary, and he propelled Ohma's almost 100 kgs body, smashing him on the ground, on the other side of the stadium. She knew what he would use - That Adamantine Kata that he always tried to avoid using, since it wasn't his strongest move, and now, too, it was obvious, he wasn't able to tighten his muscles enough... Though he promised to teach her the logic behind it, Kisara realised it wasn't something easily achievable, even for someone who dedicated their whole life to fighting, just like him. Ohma punched her arm lightly every night as an exercise of at least getting the basic hang of the technique, but each time, she would clutch that sore place and whine about how bad it felt - Though he was cocky, proving to her how shitty and lame that technique was, she wasn't about to let go of it... And neither would he.

Now, more than ever, he would have liked to be proficient in this stupid move, as Inaba used his hair like a whip used by some dominatrix on an unwilling victim... Truly, hair was magnificent, something so thin, but put together, capable of even pulling a double-decker. Now, Inaba was holding his ground against Ohma, who was desperately trying to pull back his bound leg, while keeping his balance on the other - He got slammed again on one of the stadium walls, and now, not only his right foot, but his right hand got wrapped tightly with that magical hair. Ohma kept suffering from those fluid moves of those hair whips, constant, fast and multiple, until even his neck and face were wrapped, suffocating and blinding him. Though she couldn't see perfectly at that angle, she wondered if that hair, considering how strong it was, was capable of digging into his flesh and making him bleed. No - That was the truth, the hair was tearing him apart, his body was dripping with blood from whenever he was bound... Ohma was in a really tight spot, held down tied by those piano wire-like hair threads, but... If he felt like a cornered animal, would he be using his secret technique as well? That technique, that was going to possibly kill him, sooner rather than later?

No, Ohma, don't use it... You can beat Inaba with your strength and Niko style alone, don't fall prey to that thing...

Kisara was holding her hands tightly intertwined at the fingers over her chest, praying that her partner wouldn't be so desperate and foolish as to shorten his life-span from the first round... It just wasn't worth it, and he could win regardless! It was Ohma they were talking about, not some run off the mill fighter like Rihito! Still... If it keeps up, those sharp hair strands may be capable of cutting the arteries... He is an assassin, after all, and that's what they specialise in. "Hehehe... I owe you one. You have my thanks, Inaba Ryo, you've lit me on fire for the first time in a while." Ohma's voice resound through the place at a low, almost animalistic growl... The veins on his body were pulsating and he was beginning to tremble... He activated his 'Advance'. Damn it, Ohma.

While in this new state, however, he was easily able to rip Inaba's hair off in one pull. "Getting ripped, getting punched, getting thrown... Then crushing your opponent after they've thrown everything they have at you... How could there be anything better than that...?! C'MON! I'M GONNA HEAT YOU UP!" Ohma's sudden appearance change seemed to earn a wave of gasps and oooh's from the crowd, and they got in their stances again, before dashing at each other at an even greater speed than before. This time, however, things were a bit different - No matter what Ryo tried, he couldn't block any of Ohma's hits. Glabella, solar plexus, liver, philtrum, heart or pancreas... He couldn't block any of them. No amount of new moves from Inaba were able to land a kick, for he was immediately countered and hit into oblivion. Everything amounted to this last moment - A combination of two techniques that slammed Ryo down hard, destroying not only him, but the ground as well.

Before his consciousness faded, and Ohma was back to his normal self, Inaba could see Ohma's victorious grin - He was satisfied with how the battle took place. "Did you have fun, Inaba Ryo? Come find me if you ever want a rematch." his opponent spoke to him as he stepped out of the rink. "Well, well, look what we've got here~❤︎" Kisara was leaning back on the wall, her arms crossed as she was smirking up at the winner. "How's it feel, champ?" "Fired up and hungry. Too bad the next match won't be until the day after tomorrow." he scoffed in amusement, approaching the girl as his body was dripping with sweat like a cascade. "No, don't get closer. Here, let's get you dried up, you're like the Niagara Falls or something." she chuckled softly, unwrapping the large towel from around her waist and starting to dry him up. "If you wanted to touch me, you should have just said so." he teased her, reaching out to touch the girl with his sweaty arms, but she evaded and went behind him. "Not when you're drenched. My clothes are too pretty to be soaked and stinky." she nudged his sides lightly, but unlike any other normal person, he didn't budge - He wasn't ticklish, lucky him. "You don't need clothes at night." hearing him say that, Kisara simply started walking ahead and threw the towel at his head. "... No, you don't. Perv." she chuckled leisurely. "Ah, before I forget - It's Takeshi's fight now, so I won't stay long with you. Go ahead and eat without me. We have a short break between blocks, so I'll go look for him." she explained, watching as he caught up to her. "Sure." he hummed in acknowledgement. As they walked farther ahead, they spotted Yamashita Kazuo speaking to what seemed to be the CEO of Penasonic, and they were talking about some kind of bet or something. Knowing Ohma, he wasn't a fan of betting of attributing a worth to a match between two fighters who just want to see who is stronger - Though, not everyone had the same mind view or philosophies, especially businessmen... Kisara included, provided she's been earning fortunes and living off of kengan betting for the past almost 4 years. Take that, Hasashi snobs. "I don't know what you're giving us, but we don't need it. Inaba Ryo and I didn't fight for anything petty like that - We were just fighting to see who was stronger. Don't go bringing your bullshit into OUR fight." looking at the older man, he was obviously freaking out. Yamashita must be missing out on a huge deal because of Ohma's inspirational speech. "I'll bet ya he feels the same - Right, Yamashita Kazuo?" way to plunge the dagger in an open wound. "M-Mr. Yamashita, you're too kind -- No! I'm afraid I can't retract this. All bets in the kengan association are absolute. You absolutely MUST accept it! Go on, Mr. Yamashita Kazuo!" the young CEO of Penasonic was insisting on giving his promised end of the bet. "I-I-I... Don't know what you're talking about... I don't remember ever making a bet with you..." oh, poor man, so deep in debt, but still having to part with a huge amount of money... "There was never any bet to begin with... Let's just leave it at that. We must respect the will of the fighters that shed their own blood for us..." poor old man was on the verge of crying - So close, yet so far... However... A simple smile and a heartfelt 'Thank you' from Ohma was enough to ease the man's pain. "Let's go get some meat, I'm getting hungry." however, just as Ohma declared that, he was jumped on by none other than Kure Karla who was beginning to undress... Was she even of age? "Ohma~❤︎ Congratulations, Ohma~❤︎! I was cheering on you the whole time~❤︎! NOW LET'S START MAKING BABIES!" though Kisara couldn't help but sweatdrop at how insistent Karla was, Yamashita was trying to stop her from undressing, saying it wasn't proper practice in public. Not that she even listened to begin with. "E-Excuse me... Mr. Yamashita..." behind the old man, a young girl around Kisara's age was bowing deeply on the ground, with tears in her eyes. "THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!!!" meekly, she raised her head. "As a token of my gratitude, please step on my head." both Kisara and Yamashita were freaking out by her odd behaviour, somehow even weirder than Karla's. "My company's been saved now, thank to you, I swear I'll return the favour!" the old man was so bewildered that he couldn't help but give her a small reply, though he was scratching the back of his head in confusion. "Also, Tokita Ohma..." the woman approached Ohma, putting a small piece of paper in his palm, as with the other, he was trying desperately to keep Karla's face at arm's length. This woman, Suoh Mihono as she introduced herself, clung onto Ohma's other arm, and began speaking seductively into his ear. "It's my room number~❤︎ Feel free to drop by any time~❤︎" she proposed, before waving her dress around her knees and leaving, not before sending Ohma a flying kiss. "Hasashi Kisara, do something about this." Ohma was incredibly done with life, irked that he was being kept away from his lunch. "What am I supposed to do?! It's not my fault you were born attractive." she shrugged simply. "Yamashita Kazuo, do something about this." Ohma repeated his order. "Wh-Why me?! What can I do?!" poor man was freaking out just as much. "Anything." his tone got a bit more pressed. "Pick her up and put her down, then let's go." Kisara gave him an idea, before leaving ahead and searching for the waiting room of the Furumi Pharmaceuticals - Though it wasn't easy, she managed to find the right room.

Carefully, she peeked inside, happy to see only Wakatsuki, sitting hunched on a small bench, and... Listening to music? She hummed softly to herself, amused, and stepped in front of him - Though she'd usually attempt to bend a bit at the waist to get at whoever's eye sight level, there was no need with Wakatsuki, he was far too tall for that. The two looked at each other, and Takeshi could only blink, a bit confused, at why the girl was in front of him, smiling so casually and swinging back and forth on her toes.

"Aren't you going to offer me one of your earbuds?" she leaned dramatically on the side, her long hair cascading down. "I'm not actually listening to anything. If you want, you can have it." he took off both earbuds and handed her his phone. "Ohh, I see! You must have been so deep in thought that you forgot to put on some music, huh? It happens often to me... Or, I just don't realise what songs play." she quickly picked up the phone and scrolled down, analysing the music. "Ah, wonderful, we have similar taste in music! Here, here, let's listen to this - Strongest Man Alive... What a nice song!" he truly is the strongest man alive, Kisara thought, but even if he is, he still needs support sometimes. He is, after all, still just a man. "Well, you see - It wasn't that I forgot to put music. I guess I just wanted some peace and quiet." he said, taking off his earbud at around the middle of the song. "Oh, is that so? Then I'm sorry!" she quickly stopped the music, watching as he intertwined his fingers and looked ahead, as if lost in thought. "Takeshi... Are you okay?" her voice was much softer and tender, not as joking as before. "Honestly? I'm afraid." his voice was solemn, and his declaration made Kisara's eyes go wide with shock. "You? Afraid? Of some small fry? No way, I don't believe you." she declared, yet he didn't budge. "Haha... Of course I am. I'm just like you, Kisara. Remember how anxious you were when we first met? Well, you don't show those worries the same anymore, though, after many years of training with Hatsumi, you've learnt how to mask it - Your feelings are still there, and you feel them. We are born this way, and even if things get better or worse with the way we externalise them, they still exist. Am I wrong?" despite speaking directly to her, he didn't cast his gaze up to hers. "No... You're exactly right. And it's exactly because you're right, that I also have to remind you... That you've always been so humble and underplaying your own capacity. How many times did you tell your employer that you probably couldn't pull off some fights, even though you're the strongest man out there? Countless of times! You're not against Kano Agito nor against Hatsumi, and you won't be any time soon. I'm sure you'll be doing a knockout on whoever that guy is, from a single punch - Actually, there's an anime called just that! You could be that protagonist!" she declared, making the man shake his head lightly. "Thanks for trying to reassure me, but that's just how I feel. Every time I go into a match, I want to run away from the pressure. I think, in this match, that I won't be able to hold anything back. I think I'll have to go all-out from the first round. My opponent isn't just a small fry, and if you go into a fight with that mentality, you'll find yourself at a disadvantage." he explained, only to find the girl stepping in front of him, her arms extended, as if requesting permission to hug him. Seeing that, his stone expression softened and he released his fingers, letting his hands fall down his sides. As the opportunity arose, Kisara took one more step forward and hugged the man's head, patting his hair. "Doesn't matter who your opponent is. You're still gonna crush him. You're Takeshi, of course you'll win." hearing those words, Wakatsuki wrapped his arms around the girl and allow himself a small smile. "Thanks, Kisara." was all he said. After the long embrace, Kisara sat down on his leg and put on one earbud, and the other in his ear, putting some nice music before his match started. Little time passed, all equal to three songs, before Wakatsuki's CEO arrived. Just before he did, however, Kisara heard Takeshi say one last thing.

"This will be a rematch."

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