Tokyo Wrestler

But there's absolutely no problem with continuing to box.

When Sett joined the boxing club.

I found that there were many more people inside than in the morning. Besides the big guys preparing for the competition, there were also many job seekers who skipped class to kill time, playing on their phones, chatting, eating snacks, dating, and kissing each other.

Take a look.

Sett noticed that the corner punching bag he had used that morning was still empty, so he walked toward it.

The burly men preparing for the competition around him were all surprised to see the tough guy from the morning arrive again.

After all, according to their expectations, if someone like Sett practiced boxing like a brute, it was uncertain whether he would even be able to lift his hand the next day. Moreover, Sett had only rested for a short time before he started practicing boxing again.

Is this some kind of steel body?

Sett ignored the stares of those around him, took off his coat, got into a fighting stance, and was just about to throw another punch when...

Suddenly, a surprised female voice reached my ears:

"Sett!"

Sett turned his head and saw a girl with a short ponytail, wearing light makeup, with a sweet appearance, but she had two small tiger teeth when she smiled, which added a touch of liveliness.

She can't compare to a campus goddess like Ito Yumuri, but she's still considered beautiful.

Do I know her? Sett pondered this in his mind for a moment.

Sett, a transfer student who had only been at Ouran High School for six months, and being of mixed race, had no friends and was quite isolated. In a Japanese manga, he'd practically be eating in the toilet...

Since the gradual withdrawal of foreign troops from Japan in 1951, the Japanese people have been quite distressed by the sudden increase in the number of fatherless mixed-race children. This has indirectly led to the continued presence of discrimination against mixed-race children in the Japanese society to this day. This attitude has been deeply ingrained in the bones of many Japanese people, and is often masked by their past manners and self-proclaimed good manners. It is only after living in Japan for a long time that one will realize this attitude.

Finally, Sett unearthed a memory from a remote corner of his mind.

This guy must be one of his little sycophants, I don't really remember what his name is, Sett.

Although Sett is of mixed race, he is tall and handsome. As a result, even though he has only been in the boxing club for half a year, he has already gained several female fans who are attracted to his looks. This person is one of them.

She often showed concern and care for Sett.

However, Sett was somewhat introverted before awakening his past life memories and lacking experience of social hardship.

I'm the kind of person who's 1.9 meters tall, but introverted and afraid of school bullying.jpg

So I never even noticed her pursuit.

"I'll call you a boxing fangirl then..." Sett asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing..." The boxing fangirl's skipping steps suddenly came to an abrupt halt. She looked up and briefly met Sett's alluring gaze, her eyes darting away abruptly, a blush creeping up her cheeks. She then volunteered:

"It's been a few days since I've seen Sett-kun... Does Sett-kun need someone to practice boxing with? Don't let my appearance fool you, I've been boxing since I was a kid."

As she spoke, she struck a cute yet powerful pose, revealing her pointed little tiger teeth, looking very lively.

"No, thank you for your kindness," Sett politely declined.

"Okay, okay~~"

The boxing fangirl wasn't disappointed at all; on the contrary, she found Sett to be surprisingly easy to talk to today!

Sett usually either responds with a curt "hmm" or simply ignores you without saying a word, unlike now when he's being so friendly.

Could it be... that Sett has finally fallen for me too? All that hard work really paid off!

The little sycophant's eyes lit up, his smile widened, and he glanced at the punching bag beside him, asking:

"Is Sett-kun going to practice his straight punch?"

“Yeah, I’m planning to throw another 3000 punches before lunch,” Sett replied, getting into a fighting stance.

Upon hearing this, the boxing fangirl looked down and then up to check the time.

It's already 11:36.

There are only 24 minutes left before school ends.

She looked surprised and said, "School only lasts for about twenty minutes, Sett-kun, how many sets are you planning to do? Won't the rest time between sets be too short? You shouldn't push yourself this hard during regular training..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sett interrupted:

"One group."

A set? A set of 3000 punches??

The boxing fangirl's head was covered in question marks.

Immediately, all that could be seen was...

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Sett ignored the sycophant and began to furiously punch the punching bag in the corner.

The continuous, seemingly afterimage-like punches completely stunned the boxing fangirl next to him.

As time went on.

She went from being completely bewildered to utterly confused.

Simply put: People are sick of seeing it!

She's been boxing since she was a child, and her family even has a boxing club, but she's never seen anyone train so hard... and more importantly, her endurance is incredible!

He was so strong that you almost thought he wasn't human, but a ruthless boxing machine!

Was Sett provoked?

As the young female boxing fan lost in thought, time ticked by.

a long time.

Having reached the triple limits of his half-beast heart, body, and mind, Sett finally stopped, panting heavily.

The continuous soreness from the muscles of my legs, waist, back, arms, and fists was quite a pleasant soreness.

Sett frowned, enduring the pain, and glanced at the time.

11:56.

Sure, about 1500 heavy punches in 20 minutes, that's 3000 punches. I doubt even a professional boxer could match my stamina... Sett boasted, exhausted.

A boxing fan who had been waiting nearby for a while was getting bored, and she quickly came over to greet him.

She boldly reached out her little hand and began massaging Sett's latissimus dorsi muscles, asking with concern:

"Sett, this area must be sore, let me rub it for you... Honestly, why are you practicing your punches so hard? I didn't dare interrupt you just now..."

Touching Sett's engorged and firm muscles, the boxing fangirl's face flushed even more, seemingly quite shy.

In reality, they were secretly making a "V" sign!

The plan was successful!

Now that we can have physical contact, how far away is it from becoming Sett's girlfriend?

On the many layers of tactics used by Japanese high school girls (JKs).

Sett, a traditional craftsman, was no match for her and didn't notice her little scheme at all. He only felt that the little boxing fangirl's hands were obviously trained, and the soreness in the massaged area disappeared instantly.

He didn't resist, but slightly bent his knees so that it would be more comfortable for her to massage him, and he wouldn't have to stand on tiptoe because of the height difference.

He then expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thank you for your help."

"Oh, no, but Sett is really amazing! If I were to punch at your speed, I could only last a few hundred punches before I ran out of energy..." The boxing fangirl gave a well-deserved compliment.

Sure enough, it's fast and lasts a long time, girls love it... But Sett, the keyboard warrior, misunderstood the meaning.

Chapter 7 The Opponent in the Second Boxing Match (6,000 words)

lunch break.

After parting ways with his boxing fangirl from the boxing club, Sett enjoyed his second rest of the day.

It happened to be lunchtime.

Sett has entered his "beautiful but lazy" mode.

He first went to the school cafeteria and bought two beef curry bento boxes and a fried pork chop. Then he went to the burger shop at the school gate and bought half a Original Recipe Chicken, two chicken burgers, and a large cup of soda.

I found a two-seater stone bench and sat down in the lush grove behind the stadium.

Looking at the full lunch, Sett felt every cell in his body cheering and urging him to hurry up and finish his meal.

"The Heart of a Half-Beast has turned me into a glutton. This is my fourth meal today, and I'm still so hungry... Luckily, my mom didn't ask for the 60 yen. If she had, I probably wouldn't even have enough money to buy food."

Sett muttered softly, broke off the drumstick from the original recipe chicken, and stuffed the white meat, fragrant with oil, directly into his mouth, chewing it heartily.

My mind subconsciously started calculating today's expenses.

Breakfast consisted of three fried noodles and bread rolls, costing 600 yen. The meal before math class cost approximately 1000 yen. This lunch totaled 3200 yen...

"Fortunately, at most I can eat 10,000 yen a day, which isn't a big problem. I can still afford it. I can't let myself go hungry. Health is the foundation for fighting underground boxing matches."

Not only did he eat more, but with every bite of food he ate after exercising, Sett could clearly feel his strength increasing.

Every bite of food was used; it all became nourishment for his ever-growing strength.

If he were to face his past self again today, without either of them using data or skills, he wouldn't be able to completely dominate, but defeating his past self would definitely be no problem!