To Be a Power in the Shadows!

"You're an amateur. You'll see."

Annerose walked towards me and stopped at a distance within reach.

My eyes are watery and I cut my hair of the same color over my shoulders.

"To a cheap sword, a weak body"

Anne Rose tapped my sword and body gently with her index finger.

"The tournament is a sword that crushed the blade, but if you lose it, you'll die."

And he stares at me again.

I looked into her eyes and thought for a moment. [M] My reactions here are...

"Stop judging people by what they see"

That's what I say, I take my gaze off Annelose.

Yes, I look weak, but I'm actually a strong setup. So the weak response here is a lower measure.

This guy seems weak. He's busy. It's best if you think about it.

"Hey, what attitude. People are worried..."

"I don't need it."

Choose me as strong as one person.

"Don't you dare..."

"Hey brother, I'll be honest with you for advice."

Suddenly, a man broke into our conversation.

He looks like a galloping pro wrestler if he likes. But the big sword on his hips is used in, and the scars carved on his face create a fierce-looking atmosphere of war.

In fact, some of the people near here seem as strong as me and Annerose.

"I'm Quinton. I've been to the Takegami Festival many times, but every time you look at me, the weak guy makes me whitewash the place. Please, can you suck my mom's tits at home?

Quinton's blatant ridicule echoes endorsements and nasty laughter from all around him.

But I looked at Quinton's face on the side and laughed at the edge of my lips.

"At least I'm stronger than you."

Quinton's face turned red.

"Ha ha! Quinton, they're licking you!

"Quinton, can I just leave the grubby fish telling me!?

Quinton frowned at the surrounding goatee and grabbed my chest up.

"Hey, watch your mouth. Who says you're stronger than me?

I didn't answer. [M]

I just snapped at the edge of my lips.

"I need some... hey!!

At the same time as my voice, Quinton threw me away.

I bumped into people and rolled to the ground.

"Fine, do it!!

"Then give him a break!!

I can have a circle of people around me and Quinton. The boulder is a response accustomed to the desolates.

"If you're gonna apologize, it's time."

Quinton says as his neck snaps.

"That's a really low degree."

I shook my head. [M]

"Kill him!"

Quinton wields his fist and comes through.

That look is just amateur.

To be honest, this world, the battle without weapons, is as if it has not developed. In other words, people are stronger with weapons, so unless there are circumstances in which they can afford to cut feathers or vice versa, the battle with bare hands doesn't develop much.

I would definitely be the winner if I had a bareback human tournament. That's how confident I am.

There are several choices in my mind that need to be made in this situation.

Taking the counter with the right straight or left hook is simply strong, stopping with a jab or forward kick and seeing how things are going is a safety measure, plus the safety measures are looking at how things are going without getting your hands on it, and other things are strong to keep your knees and elbows together, even pounds from tackles.

If this was a real battle with a strong enemy, I would jab it together. However, the fist is par without gripping, stretching the reach and aiming the eye with five fingers.

But you don't have to do that to him, and in the first place, I... still don't want to fight.

"Olah!!

Quinton's fist plunged into my cheek.

And it blows flashly, hitting the gallery people wall.

"We're still going!!

Quinton's fist strikes me.

Left, right, left, right, right, right.

I never laid a hand on him and he kept beating me up, and he just collapsed. [M]

"This guy's weak! Too weak!

"Haha, isn't that a fucking clutterfish!

The gallery mockery is pleasant.

"You're scared, you can't even get your hands on it, you have no guts."

Quinton looks down at me. [M]

"My fists aren't as cheap as swinging in here."

I looked up at Quinton and laughed.

"That's not enough!

"Stop it already!!

Annerose's voice stopped the fist Quinton shook up.

"It's too much. No more, I'll be the one to deal with"

Annerose glanced up at Quinton.

"Dude, my sister said she'd deal with me!!

"Haha, do my opponent too!!

Quinton's face was rugged, back-to-back with the surrounding yaj. He hits his tongue and turns back on his heel.

"What the hell, Quinton?

"Hey, you're done!

When Quinton left, the circle of people also broke.

"I'm sorry, I can't believe this is happening"

Annerose offers her hand.

I stood up ignoring that hand. [M]

"If you want to stop it, you should have been stopped at any time. Didn't I?"

Annerose was frightened at my inquiry. [M]

"If it's going to be irrevocable at the Martial Arts Festival, I thought it would be better for you to have a little pain in the eye here. But this is too much. Are you okay with the injury?

Annerose reached out to me, but I blocked it with one hand.

"No problem."

"Hey...... Huh?

Annerose seems to have noticed. That he got beat up all that time, but without any noticeable damage.

If I did, I'd cut my mouth a little bit.

I wipe the blood seeping through the edge of my mouth with my thumb and return my heel. [M]

"The taste of blood... it's been a long time..."

Squirting in such a voice that it sounds like Anne Rose.

"... ugh! Wait! What's your name!?

I felt Annerose's strong gaze on my back.

"... Jimina"

I disappeared into the crowd. [M]

And gutspaws.

All right!

I made it.

'Miscellaneous fish everyone insults, but some humans felt his anomaly!?

It's my favorite pattern.

If you ask me, it's third class to show strength before the tournament.

I don't enjoy it at all. Or what do you do with your strength in the least interesting place?

Just enough to be insulted by most people before the tournament. And he's strong since the tournament started, hasn't he? They think it out and he's so strong where it's most exciting!? It's top notch.

Keeping the audience's perception under control until that moment to come is the mission imposed on me at the Martial Arts Festival.

I lurked in the shadows while I held a reflection meeting alone for a while. [M]

And after watching the Anneroses walk away, they snuck in line and finished registering for the Martial Arts Festival.