Tokyo Wrestler

Could it be... that Ouran High School Host Club is actually my little fangirl? Sett strode into the school gate, his eyes wide as he looked around the campus.

Chapter 6 Boxing Club

Ouran Junior High School is a public high school in Nerima Ward.

The campus is not small, and the student body is also quite large.

A large number of young students in identical school uniforms were pouring into the spacious school gate. Behind the gate stood a cherry tree of unknown age, its dark brown branches possessing a remarkable texture. The slightly cracked bark did not diminish its resilience; on the contrary, it exuded the weight of time and weathering.

It's May now, and although the best time to view the cherry blossoms has passed, the light pink cherry blossoms falling like rain still give passersby a gentle and elegant beauty.

Seti glanced around but couldn't find Ito Yumuri.

She's probably back in class... Which class is she in again? Oh well, what does it have to do with me... Sett didn't stop walking because of this little incident at the school gate, and the surrounding chatter gradually subsided.

Looking at the huge clock hanging on the towering teaching building, the time on it was almost 7:40, which meant that morning classes were about to begin.

Sett quickened his pace.

After arriving at the foot of the teaching building... I turned left without looking back, resolutely breaking away from the endless stream of students, and headed around to the stadium behind it.

It's no use skipping the morning classes.

Sett didn't come to school to study.

Although it's not really appropriate for a high school senior to say this.

But Sett's goal was quite clear: he planned to go to the boxing club behind the boxing ring and complete his task of "about 30000 punches" there.

He had already planned out the fast run, so there's no need to elaborate.

You can do six or seven hundred squats in your room every night before bed, and completing the task within six days isn't too difficult. As for boxing, you'll need to plan it out carefully.

First of all, he definitely can't make the call at home. Given the terrible soundproofing in that detached house, it would keep his mother awake.

At that time, Nishimiya Akemi will definitely struggle to get out of bed in the middle of the night, run to Sett's room door, and stare at Sett with a pitiful look and a resentful gaze, not knowing how to speak.

But if he were to fight in the preparation room of the underground boxing ring tonight... Sett wasn't that arrogant. Even with his powerful regenerative abilities from his data manipulation and Beast Heart, it would still be too reckless to be exhausted before going to fight in underground boxing matches.

Therefore, it is the best place.

Instead, it became part of the school's boxing club.

Although there are other club members, Sett himself belongs to the boxing club, so no one will say anything if he throws a few more punches there.

In addition, high schools in Tokyo hold a "three-way talk" after the start of the senior year.

Specifically, it involves having students, parents, and teachers meet face-to-face for a small parent-teacher meeting, primarily to discuss the students' future development direction.

It refers to further education, that is, taking the college entrance exam;

Or should I go straight into employment?

Unlike her older sister, Nishimiya Yuka, Sett, who didn't inherit any of her mother's academic genes, naturally chose to take a job.

The advantages of being an "employment-oriented person" are:

Even if he spends all his time in the boxing club, as long as he doesn't get complaints from the instructors, they will turn a blind eye.

Therefore, this calculation is performed.

The school boxing club is the perfect place to practice boxing!

To pay off his debts through underground boxing, Sett needs to practice his punches and footwork, as well as complete missions to gain experience, level up, and learn skills like the Deliberate Punch, the Strong Skull Crack, and even new ones to become stronger.

Only in this way can we pay off the huge debts owed by our dead father.

I moved back into a luxury apartment with my mom, so my older sister could go back to university, and I was left to live a "boring" life surrounded by admirers and buried in hard work...

Well, although life was monotonous, consisting mostly of kaka and kun, Sett, the second-generation pure Yang, longed for it.

Just daydreaming.

Sett arrived at the entrance of the boxing club.

Tokyo's education places great emphasis on physical fitness, and there are many sports competitions among teenagers. As a result, high school clubs such as track and field, archery, badminton, and boxing are established with direct funding from the school.

Even though it was just a club in a high school, it was built up in a very respectable way.

For example, the boxing club in front of Sett is located in the northwest corner of the track and field behind the Ouran High School teaching building, in an indoor gymnasium.

Although small in size, it is fully equipped.

There are four-corner rings with ropes, sandbags, speedballs, punching targets...

On the wall next to it hang several photos of smiling young people holding various trophies. They are all students who trained here and won championships in junior boxing tournaments in Nerima Ward, Tokyo, and even Japan.

It is because of them that Ouran High School's boxing club has grown to such a size.

Sett withdrew his gaze, took off his coat, and walked alone to the punching bag in the corner. Recalling the pitifully little boxing knowledge in his mind, he got into position, without wearing boxing gloves, and began to throw punches with all his might.

bang bang bang...

Sett didn't use his passive "Tough Hands" or his active "Subduing the Enemy" skill—he was afraid the increased damage from the skill would just blast the sandbag through.

He was throwing punches purely on his own, so although the noise he made was considerable, it didn't attract the attention of the other truant prodigies around him.

Left fist, right fist, fist out, fist back in.

Time passed second by second, and Sett threw punch after punch.

The muscles in his back and arms gradually began to ache, and under the bombardment of the hard sandbags, his fists gradually became numb and even painful...

But Sett didn't stop.

He could clearly feel his heartbeat becoming more and more pronounced, his heart pumping more and more powerfully, and as blood was pumped out, warm currents flowed from his heart to his whole body.

The fatigue and aches were immediately relieved.

The more tired he was, the faster he recovered!

So this is the true use of the Heart of the Beast... Sett sensed this and his punches became faster and more powerful. He no longer held back except when using skills, and every punch was delivered with full force.

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Sett's punches became faster and more powerful, and the booming sound of his fists hitting the sandbag gradually spread throughout the entire arena.

With such a commotion, the truant prodigies next to them could no longer ignore Sett, and even unconsciously stopped their training to stare intently at him.

They had never seen such a crazy punch before.

The barrage of punches seemed to be aimed not at a punching bag, but at the very enemy who killed his father.

Some people even started to have doubts in their hearts:

What a reckless brute! How long can he train like this? He probably won't even be able to lift his arms later...

But gradually.

Sett's performance was a slap in the face to them.

Sett's relentless barrage of punches didn't slow down at all; in fact, it got even faster!

This incredible stamina left everyone around them speechless...

They are all boxers, so they naturally know best how difficult it is to achieve Sett's speed and endurance.

He's practically a man's... no, a boxing idol!

a long time.

Sett finally stopped punching. The long period of anaerobic exercise had brought him to the limit of his current half-beast heart recovery. His arms were so sore that it was difficult to straighten them, just like his legs after doing squats the night before.

Sett brought up the system panel and glanced at the missions.

[A total of approximately 30000 standard consecutive heavy straight punches have been completed. Current progress: 2141/30000 punches. Experience points gained: 50]

Around 2100 heavy punches, which is 4200 punches in total, not bad... Sett wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded in satisfaction.

When he looked up and looked around, he found that everyone around him had stopped their training and were staring at him with wide eyes.

It was as if they were looking at some rare and precious treasure.

Sett felt a chill run down his spine under the intense gaze of the group of dark-skinned, muscular men from the boxing club.

"Nantong, begone...Nantong, begone..." Sett muttered a few protective incantations, picked up his coat, and walked out of the boxing club.

It would be difficult for Sett to throw another punch in his current state, especially since he's starving again.

While the Heart of the Beast grants powerful regeneration, Sett's personal energy consumption also reaches terrifying levels.

"Go to the convenience store next door and buy some bread and fried chicken... then go back to class and use the math teacher's highly effective sleep aid to sleep for a few hours. After resting, come to the boxing club to box..."

Sett, the model student, muttered to himself his perfect plan to balance work and rest, and to continue studying in addition to practicing boxing.

As for which three are good?

Good food, good sleep, and good boxing skills!

...

Two and a half hours later.

After waking up, Sett sneaked out of the classroom through the back door and headed to the boxing club next to the playground for his "second round of boxing practice".

Although his muscles had not fully recovered and were still a bit sore, he couldn't sleep soundly while lying down in class, and the teacher's voice was a bit noisy.