Ch.110Rise Up, Gambling God (7)

“Umi! We won!!”

After securing victory, I immediately love-dived toward where my girlfriends were.

“I knew Shota would win!”

Umi said as she rushed to embrace me tightly. Yes. This is it. I finally felt the definite satisfaction of making Umi completely my woman.

“Heeung… Umi mama…”

I buried my face in Umi’s voluptuous cleavage, deciding to fully enjoy her warmth. Aah… this is the life.

“Well… honestly, I have no idea what just happened.”

Eri, the most ordinary one among us, said with a blank expression.

“Suddenly people turning into mist… steam coming from Shota’s body… is this even real?”

Eri seemed confused about that point.

“Don’t worry, Eri. It’s all real.”

I reassured her. Yeah, from an ordinary person’s perspective like Eri’s, this must be very confusing.

In this regard, Eri is a valuable asset. She’s the only one maintaining a normal high school girl’s mindset in this crazy world.

Umi once maintained the position of a normal high school girl too, but now Umi… has already become a monster.

Please remain steadfastly ordinary!! Eri!!

I immediately patted Eri’s voluminous bottom visible through her hot pants. This is what makes Eri absolutely love it. Plus, giving her a passionate kiss is also key.

Squish squish❤ Pat pat❤

“Ehehehehe. Yeah, I guess people can turn into mist. And steam can come out of Shota’s body.”

Eri immediately dismissed her doubts and hugged me tightly.

Well, accepting it that easily is a bit much, but…

“Anyway, Shota. You won pretty easily, huh?”

Taiga smiled while patting my head. Her tone suggested she was quite proud of me.

“Should this big sister give you a reward?”

Then, Taiga made a suggestive expression while stroking my firm, weighty area.

“Then maybe we could go to the bathroom…”

I immediately tried to take Taiga to a secluded place.

“Hey!! The next match is coming up soon!!! You need to maintain your condition, not waste energy!”

Gonzaemon immediately made a sensible point.

“Oh… that’s true.”

I said, scratching my head.

Anyway, I decided to watch the matches until my next turn came.

But… it was too noisy around me.

“That guy… he used the Scorching Stance…”

“Definitely… that was the Scorching Stance technique that Gonzaemon used…”

The impact of the first match seemed oddly significant.

But… Scorching what? The unfamiliar term caught my ear.

“Master, what’s the Scorching Stance?”

I immediately asked Gonzaemon.

“W-well, you see. Ahahahaha.”

Gonzaemon could only let out a stiff laugh with a rigid expression.

“Don’t tell me… the technique I used, we’re not the only ones calling it Kiryu Second, are we?”

I was immediately filled with reasonable doubt.

“W-what are you saying!!!! The official name is definitely Kiryu Second!!!”

Gonzaemon shouted angrily.

“I, as the head of the school, named it Kiryu Second!!! Of course the technique name is Kiryu Second!”

Gonzaemon was furious.

“Hmm…”

I immediately looked around.

And I spotted someone. It was Nendo, who was quietly trying to return to his seat after losing to me.

“Hey!!! Nendo-kun!!!!!”

I quickly grabbed Nendo.

“W-what…! The match is already over. Don’t tell me you’re looking for more trouble?”

Nendo seemed extremely wary of me.

“The technique I used… what do you guys call it?”

I asked Nendo directly.

“That… it’s the Scorching Stance, isn’t it?”

Nendo looked at me with an expression that questioned why I would even ask.

At that moment, I felt abandoned by the world. My master… had deceived me. I was devastated by this fact!!!

“Master… only you call it Kiryu Second, right? Tell me straight.”

I said, looking at Gonzaemon.

“…Y-yes. That’s right.”

Gonzaemon finally admitted it.

“What the… Scorching Stance sounds way cooler!!!”

I immediately shouted at Gonzaemon.

Kiryu Second… that’s plagiarism!! The technique effect is similar too, making it seem even more like plagiarism!!! You should at least change the name!!!!

“K-Kiryu Second sounds cooler though…”

Gonzaemon pouted and started to sulk. This old man, seriously…

“I’ve suggested changing the name several times too, you know? He just never listens.”

Asuna-san also supported me.

“Using such a parody naming makes our Kiryu dojo look less legitimate!!!”

I desperately tried to persuade Gonzaemon.

“No. They arbitrarily named my technique ‘Scorching Stance.’ You named it ‘Kiryu Second’ from the beginning.”

Gonzaemon said, completely covering his ears.

Seriously… his stubbornness is off the charts.

“I am the head of our school!!!! The name is ‘Kiryu Second’!!! I won’t accept any objections!!!!”

Gonzaemon shouted loudly. At this point, he was just being unreasonable.

When I inherit the school… I’ll definitely change the name. I resolved firmly. Will that old man live long? Will I live long? Patience… will prevail.

———

Anyway, the tournament continued.

But… the first match between Nendo and me had too strong of an impact.

The next match was too ordinary. I mean… the competitors were definitely skilled swordsmen, but it was just a normal kendo match.

Because of that, the audience remained unresponsive.

“Isn’t there any technique where arms stretch or something?”

“At this point, they should at least use shadow clones.”

Everyone was making unreasonable demands of the competitors. They were all expecting a supernatural battle anime from a kendo match.

The matches continued in order, and the round of 16 was nearing its end.

Ah, Cyber Psycho Kana naturally advanced to the quarterfinals with ease.

And my classmates who made it to the main tournament were eliminated without anyone noticing. Later… I should properly console them at the dojo.

———

“Now for the final match of the round of 16!!! Miss Tina Burst versus Mr. Karas!!!!”

The announcer shouted loudly.

The swordsman wearing a raven-shaped jet-black face guard had quite an impact. So that’s Karas… Sasitsu would love that design. Middle schoolers with chuunibyou syndrome are crazy about black.

But… people’s attention was drawn to the blonde Caucasian beauty.

“Oh! Hello everyone!”

The Caucasian beauty greeted the audience with fan service-filled enthusiasm.

Moreover… her armor was heavily modified compared to the preliminaries.

She was wearing bikini armor. It was highly revealing armor that only protected the sides of her waist and critical areas. It complemented the nice body typical of Caucasians well. It was pleasing to the eye, you could say.

Wait… is this allowed? I wondered, but surprisingly, the judges just approved it. Some judges were grinning from ear to ear. This… is clearly biased.

The audience was also smiling broadly while looking at Tina.

I was about to sneak a glance at Tina too… but two enormous mounds blocked my view.

Squish-!

Umi immediately embraced me with her breasts. Well, “embrace” is putting it mildly… she was attempting to assassinate me with her chest. The density was enough to make suffocation a real possibility.

“Shota, don’t look.”

Umi said in a tone full of possessiveness.

The checks are fierce.

Anyway, Tina had used a handgun in the preliminaries, but now she was holding a massive assault rifle. Is her concept using various weapons?

“She’s become quite the topic for being the only one using firearms!! Plus her beautiful appearance!!! Are you Japanese?”

The announcer seized the opportunity to interview Tina. He seemed to want to build up the atmosphere with an interview.

Well, I was interested in the interview too. That Caucasian woman… didn’t appear in the original game. It wouldn’t be bad to learn what kind of person she is through this opportunity.

“Oh! No! I came to Japan as an exchange student!! I’m from Never Dreaming Island in Northern Europe!”

Tina shouted.

“Never Dreaming Island… first time I’ve heard of it.”

The announcer said.

What’s that place? Really.

“It’s a small country with about 5,000 citizens! I’m from the royal family of Never Dreaming Island!”

Tina introduced herself with a smile. Unexpectedly, she’s a princess.

“5,000 people… that’s small.”

It was just the size of a town.

“According to our country’s prophecy, I came to Japan! Japan is traditionally a land where ‘heroes’ are born! That hero will save Never Dreaming Island! I’m here to take the strongest Japanese man as my partner!”

Tina shouted loudly.

“Ooh!! Such a prophecy!”

The announcer laughed heartily.

Wait… believing in such prophecies in the 21st century? That Never Dreaming country… what is it exactly? I had a pretty good guess. It must be a country made up of 5,000 crazy people.

“Then!!! If the winner is male, do you plan to propose?”

The announcer immediately asked.

“Yes!! Of course!!! I plan to formally propose and take him as my partner!!”

Tina said with a bright smile.

“………!”

The aura of the tournament participants suddenly changed. Especially the men. Just the fact that winning could earn them such a nice-bodied beauty increased their motivation.

Honestly… I started to be a little tempted by winning too… or so I almost said.

“Shota… don’t win.”

Eri looked at me and said.

“Yeah. Just get second place. Just enough to get the prize money.”

Taiga agreed with that.

“That woman… she smells like me. I need to be cautious.”

Umi muttered, cutely flaring her nostrils.

Ah… they are similar in a way. Tina, Umi… both exuded an intensely crazy vibe. Perhaps it takes one to know one.

“Great!! This is exciting!! Tournament participants should be on guard!!”

The announcer burst into laughter before announcing the start of the match.

The participant, Karas, who had dressed up nicely with a raven-shaped face guard, picked up his sword with a gloomy expression. That’s right. Karas didn’t even get an interview opportunity. The mass media can be cruel sometimes.

Anyway, the match began like that.

——–

At that time, in Saito Kana’s waiting room.

Kana was watching Tina’s interview. The interview content about taking the winning male as her partner had quite an impact.

“I must… definitely win.”

Kana unconsciously muttered.

“Hehehe. Could it be that you’re thinking about what might happen if Shota wins?”

Tetsu immediately started teasing his granddaughter.

“Since I’ve become a swordswoman!! I’m just resolving to win!!”

Kana immediately shouted.

“That loser winning… impossible!”

Kana muttered irritably.

However, there was clear evidence that she’d been hit right on the mark. Kana’s face had turned red. Tetsu was looking at Kana with fond eyes.