The Crisis World XX

Chap. 45: Second match, Iraya vs Oukami

I think it's better that way. I will focus on finishing this match. After that I will think of a way to make up with Herlin.

"Then ... STARTS !!!"

The audience fell silent as shouts of 'start' came out of the referee's mouth, waiting for our movement. While the commentator—Mitsu who did not waste the silence immediately filled him with a voice of spirit as usual.

"Now we see, the first game of the last 16 of The One tournament has begun! Who will win this match?! Is Oukami Yuu, the talented Transformation who can turn his aura into a wide variety of weapons. Or the new kid, the Physical strength who has incredible speed?! Let's see it together!"

Mitsu's voice echoing through the speakers in this room dominated all the sounds here. Fishing the spirit of the spectators who participated shouted incessantly.

But one thing I noticed, they still consider me a Physical Strength, huh? Looks like my disguise is still going well.

"I don't think that's the reason, you haven't brought out everything you've got. Either your Elemental or Transformation abilities. So naturally they are still fooled," as Cecilia.

"Maybe."

By the way, my opponent has still not moved from just now.

Oukami Yuu did not put on the horses or focus his Transformation ability. He still looked at me with a sharp look and a sense of pride for himself.

Whatisit? Does he intend to intimidate me? If that's what he wants to do, then it won't work, Master Scary. Because there was bullying more frightening than him.

"You mean the Assassin?" guess Cecilia.

"Yep. Compared to them, he's nothing."

Finally after looking at me for quite a while, Oukami Yuu let out the first words from his mouth, "Hey boy, you better take out everything you have against me" he threatened.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't try to fool me. I know what you did yesterday was just an experiment. You tried the technique that you just mastered to your opponent and it was clear from your movements yesterday.”

Hm? He's lecturing me, huh? But like Oukami said, I haven't brought out everything I've got. Fighting Hayate-san yesterday was just a training ground for me. I'm sorry, Hayate-san. I told you I was going to get everything out, but I'm sorry I lied.

"Then from that ...!!" He suddenly shouted.

“??!!”

Oukami Yuu then made a large mace and shield he made from his blackish-red aura. A huge mace that can destroy anything as well as the power of its shield that is not easily penetrated.

"... Fight me with all your strength, you son of a bitch!"

Mitsu and the onlookers who were looking at it shouted out in spirit like a person of doom. Feeling that a good match is about to happen.

"Yohwuohh! Oukami Yuu again made a different weapon from the previous match! This time it was a huge mace complete with his shield! It's great! Actually how many weapons did he master, anyway?! What do you think of this, Caramel-san?!"

Mitsu thrust the mic he held right into the front of Caramel's mouth. He who was still with an expressionless face then intended to let out a word two.

"On it—!"

"That's the opinion of the commentator next to me. Really, Oukami Yuu is truly a talented Exception!"

Before Caramel could speak, Mitsu immediately took back her mic and spoke as usual again. Caramel who saw that was silent even though in her heart there was a feeling of annoyance.

"Basic ... jerk ...?"

While I remember something unpleasant when I heard that word. The same words as the one issued by Herlin last night, unconsciously made me recall the events of last night along with the sad and angry face that Herlin showed.

"When I trust you. But I didn't expect you to be this low, you son of a bitch!"

Herlin's words last night rang in my head at this moment. Making my horses subconsciously weaken, the concentration I had built up was crumbling, and felt like I was on the scene last night again.

Although there was the quiet voice of someone who called me many times, like trying to regain my consciousness. Until I finally realized and remembered that I was in the middle of a fight.

"Iraya! Conscious quick!"

"Eh?"

A huge mace attack had swung right before my eyes when I had just returned to my consciousness. Oukami had narrowed the distance and reached me quickly.

“??!!”

I managed to dodge, jumping backwards at the last second before the big mace hit my head. I don't know what would happen if it hit my head directly, because the impact could destroy the place I was on before.

But as if not caring if the previous attack could kill me, the spectators instead shouted in excitement because of the attack given by Oukami. What are you psychopaths, woi?!

"Amazing power! Even the arena floor was until cracks were made by him! But Satou Iraya could still avoid it in the last seconds, was it just luck? Can he avoid the next attack? Let's see it together!" mitsu said excitedly.

"What are you really thinking?! Are you going to die?!" cecilia Benth.

Cecilia scolding me. All right, I can take it. Because it was my fault to lose focus in the middle of the fight.

"Just calm down, I won't die" I replied confidently.

"You were able to dodge my attack just now?! Your reflexes are indeed things you can count on, but can you avoid this one, you bastard?!”

"Breng .. sek ..."

My horses weakened again upon hearing that. Those words seemed to be a deep trauma in me right now.

"Iraya!"

Cecilia again shouted to wake me up.

"I know!"

But the same thing will never happen to me again. I can immediately focus on Oukami's next attack.

Oukami aimed his big mace at my head in a top-down motion trying to harness gravity to make the speed of the mace drop faster. This time I did not dodge, I raised my sword overhead and held it with a sword blade.

The resulting pressure made the floor on my footing crack, but now the horses I put on were much stronger, making me still able to stand with an overbearing smile emanating from my mouth. Although actually my body is currently trembling due to holding down Oukami's mace.

"Don't underestimate me, damn it!"

"Well! You idiot!"

"Brank ...!!"

Shit, I'm off guard! As both of my hands were locked for holding the mace over my head, a kick with knees shot towards my belly whose defenses were wide open, he said, made my body a little staggered and then thrown using a shield that finally made me fall over. Lucky not to roll out of the arena.

I tried to get up with great difficulty, re-installed the weaker horses and brandished the sword once more to him.

When he did, he smiled smirkingly. As if mocking me who was still trying to get up after being hit by his attack.

"Hoo .. Can you still stand? But it looks like soon you will lose.”

Oukami pointed to his own forehead indicating that I should check my forehead. And when I touched it, I saw fresh blood pouring out of it. The blood that keeps pouring down the cheek passes through my eyes.

"Are are~ It looks like one of the participants is already injured! Is the winner of this match clear?! Can't you wait to see the end of this match?!"

"YES !!!"

As usual Mitsu burned the spirits of the spectators very well. He made the match not boring. But even so, it seems like the match this time did not go too well for me.

Damn, because last night I wasn't focused. This is not an excuse or anything like that, my mind seems to be floating somewhere else and not being here.

And therefore, my forehead was bleeding, my sight was already a little blurred, and my horses were also getting weaker. Facing it with a physical fight does not seem like the right answer.

I remember that Herlin could beat him because he was a Mind Power. So whatever Oukami wants, as long as he can't touch Herlin, then any attack he makes will be useless.

"Hey, I have a suggestion for you, boy. What if you just give up? To stand alone you are exhausted, there is no need to hurt yourself more than this.”

That's her! Finally out were also the words to make me give up from this tournament. But of course I won't just give up. Because I still hold a promise with Herlin to win this tournament!

"Haha. I'm sorry, but I'm not giving up. I promised someone.”

"Promise, huh? What do you mean is a promise with Ririsaka Herlin? I don't know what made him think you could win this tournament. He never even won this tournament. A person who spills his desires on others is just a loser."

"Loser?"

Someone who is so strong? The one who never even sweats when training with me. He's even beaten you, damn it! You don't have the right to call him a loser.

Unknowingly my head became hot when he vilified Herlin. Someone who has made me able to stand up and fight here by defeating Hayate in the first round. Someone who always notices my flaws and makes me able to fix them.

“You will regret it ...”

My anger is overflowing now. Electric sparks started to spread and were visible all over my body, leaving Oukami a little confused. Is correct. Confused, be afraid! Because I'm finishing you here! At least this is my apology to Herlin for the misunderstanding that occurred last night.

I won't let anyone demean it.

"Iraya! Don't be distracted by what he says! Just focus on your healing process."

“Eh?”

Cecilia suddenly spoke again. As if canceling out all the motivations I had built up earlier, it made me recall the previous pain. And the electric spark that surrounded my body also disappeared.

“Adu-duh ... I forgot about the cure,”.

Cecilia was helping me with the healing process. But when I focused my aura on creating an electric spark, it inhibited it. But I don't feel like the healing has gone smoothly since. Did something happen inside my body?

"Huh? What the hell are you doing out of here?"

Oh yeah, I forgot that Oukami was waiting for me too. He must have seen me like a fool before for cancelling my attack. Was my disguise discovered by her, huh?

“Yah .. whatever you do, it still doesn't change the end result. I will still smash you to pieces!”

Yep. Seems not. I forgot he was just a stupid freak. So there's nothing I need to worry about excessively. But I still can't let it go because it has demeaned Herlin, so I'll beat her up a bit.

"I won't let you do it!"

That's also if I can do it.

I held the sword with both hands. The remnants of the energy I mostly used for the healing process, I then strengthened my horses. The end of this match .. is getting closer.

**

While Herlin and Oita-san who were in the midst of the excited audience could feel it, that Iraya was out of focus at the moment. Out of curiosity, Oita-san then asked Herlin.

"It seems like something is making Iraya-kun become unfocused at the moment. Do you know the cause, Herlin-chan?" ask Oita-san.

Herlin turned his face the other way quickly when asked like that, "I don't know." And answer it briefly.

"Hmm?"

Oita-san this time brought her face closer to Herlin's and was now right next to her face. Herlin who was still turning her face long ago felt uncomfortable with what Oita-san was doing.

Then he unintentionally shouted, "I told you I don't know! Uh ...?" Herlin covered her mouth with both hands as she had just shouted at Oita-san.

"Gee ... It's the first time you've yelled at me, but there's been a progression on you, huh?"

Oita-san was not angry with Herlin's clasping and instead was proud of her, evident by the smile on her face.

"Sorry ...." Herlin apologized.

Oita-san doesn't mind that. Now he asked again, more gently. "So, you know something that's causing Iraya-kun's unfocused now?"

Herlin nodded and explained what really happened last night, "Yesterday night, when I went to his room to give the food made by Yuuki-san, I saw her being alone with another woman."

"Other woman? Do you know him?"

"No, I don't know. But from her aura, I can tell that she is an Exception."

“Hmm ...” Oita-san thought for a while, but then asked again. "What did you do after that? Hit him or scold him?"

Herlin was silent for a while, he looked down embarrassedly not wanting to stare at Oita-san face straight away and like he was looking for the right words for her answer. After that, Herlin answered.

"I'm running away."

"Run?"

"I should have hit him or something, and then asked why Iraya did it. But at that time, I couldn't do it. I was already angry and did not want to see Iraya's face again.”

"...."

"I even said something rude to him. I didn't know what to do at the time, anyway. After that night, I couldn't look Iraya in the face. Because every time I look at her face, I just look at her face when she's alone with that woman."

Herlin grasped Hoodie tightly and grew tighter and tighter. She was really confused by what to do now, "What should I do, Oita-san? What do I have to do to talk to her again? With Iraya?!"

"Herlin-chan, do you like Iraya-kun?"

Oita-san could think of nothing else but spilling the fact that Herlin liked Iraya. The signs that Herlin had shown were also already clearly visible from his current behavior.

"I hate him. He was weak, ignorant, naive, and a careless man. I always hated that kind of character. That's not wrong anymore." The thought of Oita-san was immediately denied quickly by Herlin.

"really?"

"But ...." Herlin had not finished speaking, he still wanted to continue his words.

"... He was my first student as the first step of my dream of becoming a teacher. And when I saw her with another woman, my heart was not out of shape and my head couldn't think clearly."

Oita-san closed her eyes and sunk into her thoughts to help Herlin. He folded his hands forward and remained silent for a moment. “So so.”

"Oita-san?"

Then a while later, Oita-san opened her eyes and spoke again. “For now, can you give me what Iraya needs most right now?” oita-san.

"What does Iraya need most?"

"True, Iraya's situation is difficult at the moment, so maybe you can give her a cheer to encourage her. I don't know how effective it is, but I think boys like things like that.”

Herlin was silent for a while and then looked towards Iraya. He looked at Iraya who was being cornered by her opponent. Herlin put her hands around her mouth to help harden her voice. Then it opened its mouth slightly preparing to scream.

"Se ... Shema ...."

He tried several times to scream, but still could not. It was as if something was holding back his voice. Therefore, he canceled his business and closed his mouth tightly.

"I'm sorry, I can't."

“Maybe it's still too hard for you. But it's okay, I'm sure you found the right moment to make up with him.”

“I hope so.”

And the two of them refocused on Iraya. Which is now, still in difficulty facing his opponent who won in terms of strength, skill, and also experience.

Seriate