“Is it starting?” “Where’s the location?” “Who are the fighters?” “Are they strong?” “Are they professional-level?” On this side, after Hongou Hina got on the scooter, her mouth began chattering nonstop.
Her helmeted little head swayed in the wind, her brilliant smile full of expectation.
Even the five-pointed stars in her pupils were sparkling.
“Sorry, but I haven’t been involved during this period, so I don’t know much more than you do.” Yoru shook his head, indicating that he did not know either.
“So it was because you were slacking off that it took this long?” Hearing that, Hongou Hina immediately puffed up her cheeks and glared at the back of Yoru’s head.
“This long?” “Opening in half a month is faster than setting up a roadside stall, isn’t it?” Yoru felt that if the boss lady heard that, she would definitely be furious enough to cough blood.
She had already moved into the office building and worked overtime nonstop.
Even the opening time had been adjusted to match Hongou Hina’s school dismissal.
After going this far, she still had to be criticized?
Did money make someone that amazing?
Did strength make someone even more amazing?
“It is slow.
I waited so long I almost lost patience.” Hongou Hina pouted, her expression unusually proud and spoiled.
“Is that so?
But why do I feel like you seem even more excited?” Yoru glanced at the rearview mirror and discovered that the girl’s little face was now full of excitement.
“Those two things don’t conflict, do they?” Hongou Hina’s feet dangled in the air and swung around with the wind.
A bright smile hung on her adorable face, making it impossible to tell that she was a violent maniac starving for battle on the inside.
“Right, right.
You have money, so whatever you say is right.” Yoru rode the scooter flexibly through the flow of traffic, while the corner of his eye habitually swept over the passing crowd at high speed.
It was like reading ten lines at a glance.
He did not need to look carefully, only to notice any shining points.
Before long, he had already brought Hongou Hina deep into a narrow alley.
“This is the place?” “Isn’t it a little too remote?” Following Yoru down the stairs, Hongou Hina kept turning her little head left and right like a curious baby.
“Young lady, this is an illegal underground match.
Did you expect them to open it on the main street?” With one stride of his long legs, Yoru covered a distance that would take Hina’s thin legs several little hops.
“Oh, true.” Hongou Hina nodded.
With one push of her calves, her body sprang forward as if fitted with springs.
In the blink of an eye, she had already passed Yoru and rushed into the basement first.
It was Extraordinary Tendons!
This little brat had actually used the explosive power of Extraordinary Tendons just to hurry up and fight.
“Huh?
There are so many people inside!” The next second, her voice rang out again, filled with amazement.
“Mm, the space got bigger.” Jingu Yoru stepped in a moment later and discovered that the interior had indeed expanded quite a bit, just as the boss lady had said.
The place was packed with people now, and quite a few bartenders and bunny girls were moving through the crowd with trays in hand.
With one glance, it already felt far more professional than last time.
“That’s because I tore down all the useless private rooms and booth seats, then connected everything together.” Mitani Hana, who was standing by the entrance admiring her new business—or rather, estimating the headcount—saw the two of them and smiled brightly.
“Total audience count, 221 people.
Even from a casual count, that’s already twice as many as last time.
Haha…” Casual?
Yoru silently complained in his heart.
You already counted down to the exact person, okay?
Tenma Nozomi, standing beside her, added, “The only issue is that there’s no ring, so it’s not very convenient to watch.” “It’s fine.
This is already amazing enough!
Haha…” The delinquent policewoman, dressed in her usual leather outfit, had always been easy to satisfy.
“Where’s my opponent?” Feeling the burning atmosphere at the venue, Hongou Hina could not wait any longer and asked, “Is my opponent strong?” “Of course!” Iori Ichika, who had been responsible for recruiting the fighter, proudly revealed her shark-like teeth.
“If she wasn’t strong, she wouldn’t be enough for you to beat up.
I put a lot of effort into choosing her.” “Love you, Ichi-chan.” Hearing that, Hongou Hina happily threw herself onto Ichika.
“Tch.
If you love me, then give me some intel.” The wicked policewoman was extremely unused to this kind of intimacy, and her expression was full of disgust.
“That depends on your performance.” “If you can satisfy me, I don’t mind giving you a big gift.” Hongou Hina knew what Iori Ichika wanted, and she did not mind giving her a little something.
“What intel?” “What kind of intel would a high school girl know?” Only Mitani Hana and Tenma Nozomi were still completely in the dark.
Of course, Jingu Yoru did not know either, but he was simply not interested in such things.
He had come here only to see whether any “new plugins” had refreshed.
“This is an internal Metropolitan Police Department secret, so I can’t really tell you.” Iori Ichika still did not dare tell the two of them that Hongou Hina might be hiding a large number of biochemical weapons.
After all, one of them was a cautious and weak yakuza boss, while the other was a former Valkyria fighter who even called deliveries illegal.
If they learned that Hongou Hina was carrying such a massive issue on her back, Valkyrie might disband before it even opened.
“Sorry to keep everyone waiting!
The fighters will now enter!” While the group was chatting, the beautiful referee standing in the center of the dance floor spoke.
Mm.
This was a referee with a professional license, not an amateur among amateurs like Jingu Yoru.
“They’re about to enter.” Hearing the announcement, Mitani Hana immediately looked at Hongou Hina.
“Hurry to the waiting room and change.” “No need.” The moment she said that, Hongou Hina had already impatiently pushed through the crowd and rushed toward the specially cleared center of the dance floor.
“First to enter is ‘Revolution Princess’ Hongou Hina!” As expected of a professional, the beautiful referee immediately introduced her the moment she appeared.
“Yay!
It’s time for revolution!” Hongou Hina made an absurdly cute V-sign toward the audience.
She still had her schoolbag on her back, looking nothing like someone about to fight in a ring and more like someone heading out for a school trip.
“A schoolbag?” “A uniform?” “A high school girl?” “Is Valkyrie’s first match seriously this half-assed?” As expected, Hongou Hina’s explosively cute good-girl image immediately sparked dissatisfaction from the audience.
After all, the temporary event last time had at least been delinquent girls fighting each other.
But this cute girl?
Did she dare fight?
Did she have the bloodlust of a delinquent?
“That idiot.
She actually went up with her schoolbag still on.” Seeing this scene, even the wicked policewoman was speechless.
“What a shame.
I prepared a pink bunny-girl battle outfit for her too.” Mitani Hana, standing beside her, also looked regretful.
“I mean, isn’t this actually pretty good?” At that moment, Jingu Yoru, who had finished scanning the crowd, spoke.
“The greater the contrast, the stronger the impact.” “Mm…?
Oh, right!” Mitani Hana did not react at first, but after his reminder, she realized that the high school uniform seemed…
genuinely more effective than a battle outfit.
“How strong is her opponent?” “Is it another delinquent girl like last time?” Yoru was curious about what kind of opponent would be worthy of fighting a monster like Hongou Hina.
After all, this was related to his great plugin-farming business!
“No.
Random street brats aren’t enough for Hina-chan to beat.” Iori Ichika shook her head.
“This fighter was in the top sixteen of the National Girls’ High School Judo Tournament.
After dropping out, she joined Rokushin Kaikan for further training.
Her strength is comparable to a professional.” “Rokushin Kaikan?” Tenma Nozomi nodded in approval.
“Then she should be pretty durable!” …