Tokyo Wrestler

Soon it became difficult to determine a winner based solely on footwork, so the Nine Yin White Bone Claw was unleashed to its fullest extent on the dining table, the entanglement becoming increasingly difficult and inseparable, leaving countless afterimages.

Akemi Nishimiya glanced helplessly at the bickering siblings, already used to it, and said nothing more before returning to the kitchen to serve the food.

When she brought all of today's breakfast to the table.

The siblings' "epic battle" has finally come to an end.

Sett, panting (pretending), reached out his hand and said, "Ceasefire, ceasefire, let's eat first."

On the other side, Nishimiya Yuka was in no better shape. Her full red lips opened and closed repeatedly, exhaling fragrant breaths, and she hurriedly nodded in agreement, saying, "Received, received, our side agrees to a ceasefire."

"Childish brat..." Seti muttered to himself before glancing down at the breakfast on the table.

Today's breakfast was as lavish as ever, yet still quite unusual...

The names of the dishes alone give you a glimpse: Kyoho grape miso soup, natto yogurt toast, kimchi dipped in hot chocolate, and sweet and sour fried beef jerky.

Two dishes, a soup, and a staple food—the dishes are plentiful, the concept is ingenious, and the combinations are unusual, making up a “simple” breakfast at the Xigong family’s house.

This is also a work in which Akemi Nishimiya consistently delivers a strong performance.

Seti hesitated for a moment, then scooped up a spoonful of the light broth from the Kyoho grape miso soup and drank it first, without touching the grapes immediately.

Fruit is expensive in Tokyo, but perhaps because Akemi Nishimiya was used to a wealthy life, she still often buys discounted fruit to cook, even though she is currently in debt.

The combination is indeed a bit odd.

Whether it's grapes with miso soup today, or watermelon with chicken and vegetable soup yesterday...

While Sett was still hesitating about how to take his second bite, Yuuka Nishimiya across from him moved quite swiftly, grabbing a piece of natto yogurt toast with her left hand and taking a delicious big bite.

At the same time, he picked up his chopsticks with his right hand, grabbed a piece of kimchi coated in chili oil and dark chocolate, and slurped it up.

Chew it up.

The crisp crunching sounds came from her chubby cheeks.

She then lowered her head and took a large gulp of the Kyoho grape miso soup, swallowing it down her throat. So satisfied were her eyebrows practically floating on air. She gave her mother, who was sitting beside her, a small, fair thumb and praised her:

"Mom's cooking is still the best. I can't get used to the food I eat outside. Their cooking is so weird, the combinations are just so strange."

Sett glanced at his older sister, who was eating and drinking as if she had encountered a delicacy, and then at his mother, who had just sat down, hadn't started eating yet, and was just wearing an auntie smile.

I couldn't help but think to myself:

I think...is it a bit strange, especially in our family?

Despite his complaints, driven by hunger, Sett's stomach ultimately triumphed over his tongue and brain, and he picked up the natto yogurt toast and started munching on it as well.

Although the taste is strange, it is still edible.

After finishing a whole slice of thick toast, Sett asked Nishimiya Yuuka:

"Sis, don't you have to go to work?"

He then realized that this was the first time in six months that he had eaten breakfast with his older sister.

Yuka Nishimiya is very busy with work. In the past, she would occasionally go home, and the next morning, before Sett was even awake, she would rush to the company. Today, however, she was leisurely eating breakfast.

"Sure, but it's May now, you know, it's the off-season, so it's not as busy." Nishimiya Yuka wrinkled her nose from the sourness of the grapes and it took her a while to answer.

He then turned to Nishimiya Akemi and said, "Mom, don't buy these grapes, they're so sour!"

Akemi Nishimiya looked surprised, and skeptically tried one... It was so sour it made her look like a meme!

But she recovered quickly, losing her composure for only a few seconds before reverting to her usual mature and dignified demeanor. She silently used a slotted spoon to scoop the grapes from her miso soup bowl, and then... poured them all into Sett's bowl, gently instructing him:

"Xiao Ti, eat more fruit, you're still growing."

"Hey...am I still your biological son or not?!" Sett was full of question marks.

My naturally clueless mom's cut open was actually black!?

But he wasn't about to be taken advantage of. Instead, he followed suit, silently scooping out the grapes and discreetly pouring them one by one for his older sister, while simultaneously asking, as if to attract her attention:

"Snack companies have off-seasons? I've never heard of that."

“That’s because you’re ignorant,” Nishimiya Yuka retorted.

She indeed failed to notice Sett's subtle actions.

"So Yuka is going to stay at home for a while?" Akemi Nishimiya joined the group chat.

"Yes, as long as I don't work overtime, I'll come back every day... I'll be able to eat Mom's cooking every day, how wonderful~" Nishimiya Yuka's sweet words made Nishimiya Akemi smile even more.

Immediately, Nishimiya Yuka turned to look at Sett, her expression instantly shifting from a mother's sweetheart to a younger brother's tractor, and asked:

"You stinky pig, aren't you happy to see pretty ladies every day?"

"It's alright," Seti replied dismissively.

"Tch, I know you too well. You're probably secretly overjoyed," Nishimiya Yuka said narcissistically.

"Will your older sister drive you to school later?"

"Let's hold hands, pretend to be a couple, and make all your classmates so envious! How about that?" Her delicate oval face was full of anticipation.

"Forget it, go to work. You'll definitely get your pay docked if you're late," Sett refused.

"Hmph, I'm the company's best employee. They treat me like royalty, and no one dares to deduct my salary."

"Oh? Just a lowly office worker, and he's all high and mighty?"

"You're the corporate slave! Your whole family are corporate slaves!!"

"Could it be... I mean, is there a possibility... that we're family?"

"...That was too hasty."

......

Breakfast time passed quickly amidst casual conversation.

Sett grabbed the lunchbox his mom had prepared in advance and, in order to complete his running task, once again refused his mixed-race older sister's intimate offer to take him to school and ran towards the school on his own.

Because I won't be able to go to the underground boxing ring every day anymore.

The next underground boxing match is in three days.

Therefore, Sett's initial running plan was essentially forced to fail.

Seeing that he had plenty of time, he deliberately drove around a few extra times, covering about seven or eight kilometers before finally arriving at the school gate.

The surrounding scenery is still the same familiar landscape from my memory.

Among the young men and women wearing the same school uniform, there were the leisurely tortoises and the fast-moving rabbits munching on bread.

Sett turned from the intersection and stepped onto the sidewalk that led straight to the school gate.

But then they bumped into an unexpected person.

Her black stockings cascaded down her back, and her thin red lips, paired with her cold eyes, exuded an aura of icy indifference that kept people at a distance.

It's Ito Yumuri!

Ito Yumuri remained completely unmoved, but she slowed her pace slightly after encountering Sett.

His icy eyes, however, moved unusually, constantly scanning Sett's surroundings, as if searching for something.

"What are you looking for?"

Sett noticed her gaze and asked curiously.

"No."

Ito Yumuri withdrew her gaze and answered.

Her voice was beautiful, reminding Sett of a melodious oriole, but its only flaw was that her tone was far too cold. Even the most fervent enthusiasm would likely deflate under such a tone.

Before Sett could speak again, her long, fair legs suddenly quickened, and she quickly distanced herself from Sett.

"What an incomprehensible person..." Seti muttered to himself as he gazed at her slender back.

He quickly quickened his pace.

Because if it were any slower...

Those around Sett, the Ice Queen's fan club... should just devour him alive!

Yesterday's glance could be considered a coincidence, but today's brief exchange was something they actually witnessed.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Sett will top their list of most deserving villains in about an hour...

......

I entered Ouran High School and became an outstanding student.

Sett chose to skip class without hesitation.

Arriving at his beloved boxing club, he finds his favorite corner punching bag and prepares to complete his five thousand punches for the day.

"By the way... I need to relearn boxing footwork systematically when I have time, I'm quite lacking in that area..." Sett thought to himself.

In yesterday's battle against Duras, Sett suffered a great loss in terms of footwork.

Despite possessing such powerful skills and damage amplification, they are completely unable to touch the enemy and can only rely on data manipulation and the Heart of the Beast to wage a war of attrition, implementing an old man-wearing tactic.

Three days later, in the battle against the White Wolf in the mid-jungle, Sett not only needs to win, but he should win spectacularly.