What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Yabuki Takeo could no longer control his hands, and stared blankly at the distant lights.

……

"Yabuki, are you sure you want to do this?"

In the memory, Yakuza, who was wearing sunglasses, just looked at himself with a calm expression.

"Yeah." It seemed to be the answer.

"If you win the semifinals and don't lose, the only chance we want to make money is in the finals." Yakuza lit a cigarette: "Your odds must be lower than his, so if you want to make money, you You must win."

"I will win." The previous words seemed to still ring in my ears.

"...Also, with Aokiji's enthusiasm, there must be more people betting on the finals. However, losing can be controlled, but winning can't. If you can't win...you know what I mean , right? Don't expect me to bribe Aoki to cooperate with you, I can't afford to mess with his coach."

Yakuza's sneer seemed to be still in sight.

What else?

For this chance to punch...

In order to compete with that man in an upright manner...

Anyway, neither am I, but...

……

"Take Yabuki!"

The loud shouts from the coach and the referee finally brought Yabuki to his senses.

At this time, the hall was already full of laughter and laughter.

Aoki Si stood not far from him, looking at him worriedly.

Ah……

In the end, I'm nothing more than a wild dog.

A downpour will make me extremely embarrassed and my dreams will be shattered.

Yabuki took out the braces, and with the support of the coach, he straightened his back.

"Congratulations." Yabuki Jo's voice was a little hoarse, with a subtle tremor.

Aoki Division held out his hand to him.

Yabuki Joe reluctantly raised his hand and grabbed his strong arm: "You bastard... really..."

In the fifth round, it can suddenly burst out with even more terrifying power and speed than the first round.

This guy is a monster.

"Fucky." After his words fell, Aoki Si just silently hugged him vigorously.

Yabuki patted Aoki on the back: "Congratulations, you are the champion."

"No..." Aoki Si let go of his hand, looking at his calm and gloomy expression.

If there is no god descending to earth, I will lose.

Even if he could persist until the last second, he might lose in terms of points because of the injury accident.

In the end, Aoki Division just sighed: "You are the strongest opponent I have ever met."

The real champion is you.

Takeo Yabuki.

In Aoki's eyes, there was not much joy of victory, only a little sense of emptiness and loneliness after everything was settled.

I really want to fight with you seriously without relying on this special skill.

Takeo Yabuki.

"Well, isn't that also a loss?" Yabuki Zhang always had a calm face, with a smile on his face: "The opponent in the last match is you, and I am very satisfied."

"Okay, let's celebrate. You at this time shouldn't waste time with me." Yabuki turned his head, and the coach's face was full of worry besides the pain of failure.

What are you worried about.

Yakuza's revenge?

Yabuki just raised the corners of his mouth and put his arms around the coach's neck: "That's enough."

"Like me, a wild dog who roams the streets and wanders around, just for a bite to eat. It is enough to have such a day."

He looked to the side of the platform, the fans holding up his own sign, many of them even wept bitterly and wailed loudly.

But even so, they still shouted loudly, it's okay, come on.

enough.

As a person with the identity of "Yabuki Jo", I have already enjoyed enough.

For the rest of your life, just continue to live as a wild dog.

just as...