I, Manye's best friend, face General Raiden at the beginning

"Let's compete here and make it quick and decisive."

Aratake Ichito said anxiously, if they were slower, the fox might have left.

Even if I win the sumo wrestling match and get my seat back, there will be no sense of accomplishment.

"Wait a moment."

Fujiwara stopped him, "Don't you think this is unfair?"

Arata Ichito was silent for a while, looking up and down at Fujiwara's body, "Indeed, then let me give you a hand."

"Even if I only use one hand, I can make you admit defeat sincerely."

Fujiwara shook his head at this.

"That's not what I'm talking about."

"But if you win, she will give up her seat to you."

"So what if I win? What will it cost you?"

"?!"

Arata Ichito instantly raised his voice, "You mean, I will lose???"

As a demon clan, he has great pride in sumo.

How could I lose to a young man who just happened to meet me while eating noodles?

"It's just a hypothesis. After all, I have to have some kind of jackpot if I win, so that I can give it my all."

"You don't want to win unfairly, do you?"

"That's right. If you win, I can do whatever you want."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Yae Shinko was thoughtful upon seeing this, and wondered how the only remaining ghost in Inazuma could be so stupid.

There was nothing for her to speculate about the outcome of the sumo match.

It's just that she turned into the same role as Fujiwara before, becoming a noodle eater.

Just watching the show from the sidelines.

The owner of the noodle stall looked at the two men who were preparing for the sumo duel with some concern.

I hope nothing goes wrong with sumo. He is not worried about his regular customer, Aradaki Ikto.

But the young man in red, who looked so fair and tender, was definitely not capable of fighting a sumo wrestler.

"Ms. Fox, this..."

"That ghost has thick skin and tough flesh, it will be fine."

The noodle stall owner was silent. Was he worried about Arata Ichito?

Not far from the noodle stall, Fujiwara and Arataki stood facing each other.

A circle has been simply drawn on the ground. As long as someone's head, hands, back, shoulders, abdomen or legs touch the outside of the circle, they will lose the duel.

Ichito Arataki finished explaining the rules of sumo to Fujiwara.

As confident and calm as a sumo master, he said, "I'll count to three, and then it will begin."

"it is good."

"3, 2, 1, start!"

As the countdown ended, Arata stretched out both hands and grabbed Fujiwara's shoulders.

But he found that Fujiwara took the lead and grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

He's not slow, and he seems to be a pretty good guy.

He thought with implicit approval, a confident smile on his face.

Sumo is not like any other competition where you can rely on dodging.

According to his sumo theory of relativity: your proximity to me is equal to my proximity to you.

"Come on! Let me show you..."

"Hey?"

"Hey!"

"no!"

"What the hell?"

He just felt like his eyes were blurred.

I felt a huge force hitting my shoulder, and my whole body was spinning and I was thrown to the ground heavily.

Chapter 25: Warm Wine and a Fight (Sixth Update)

"Ow!"

Aratake Ichito cried out in pain the moment he fell to the ground.

Even the noodle stall owner was frightened.

I was a little worried that this regular customer of mine might have had some sort of accident.

But I don’t know what happened just now.

This is obviously reality, there are no special effects or anything, but a strong man like Yidou was thrown over the shoulder by a young man?

Is that an over the shoulder throw?

The noodle stall owner didn't even see the other person's movements.

Because it was happening too fast, it was beyond his understanding.

Moreover, there was no elemental power like those big shots who possessed the Eye of God.

This! This is just like a scene that only appears in novels.

otherwise.

Shouldn't something like sumo be a bit more serious?

Shouldn't the power contained in the body be proportional to the size of the body?

"Damn it!"

At this moment, the voice of Aratake Ichito was heard.

The noodle stall owner was relieved to see that he was fine.

As for the betting issue, it was none of his business, as long as nothing happened to Arawaki Ichito on his end.

We are all adults, and once we have placed a bet, we need to bear the consequences ourselves.

At this time, Aratake Ichito was rubbing his painful body with his hands and getting up from the ground.

"Damn it! I wasn't ready just now!"

"Let's do it again!"

Fujihara just looked at him with a smile.

Having had a partial understanding of Ichito Aradaki's personality from the plot, she had more or less expected such an outcome.

Asked: "So you are going to default on your debt?"

"You are not going to admit the fact that you lost before, and you want to break the bet?"

"Humph!"

"I am not that kind of person."

"Just now I lost to you because I wasn't prepared."

"But if you lose, you lose. I will still abide by the bet, but do we dare to play again?"

"of course."

Fujiwara nodded.

Such a request was not rejected.

After all, no matter how many times you try, the result is the same.

Of course, she could also give in and choose to fight with Arakaki in a seemingly evenly matched contest.

But she is a girl after all, and she is not prepared to fight with Arakaki and have close contact with him.

After all, the other person is not a cute girl and I don’t want to get close to him.

Of course, now.

Even if the other person is a cute girl, Fujiwara will choose to stay away from her.

This is the persistence that a man with a girlfriend should have.

"Okay, let's do it again!"

"I will let you see the true power of a sumo expert like me."

He stepped into the circle.

He struck a sumo starting stance.

His eyes were particularly solemn, even though he said so.

But the opponent's speed and strength were far beyond his expectations.

He is a very troublesome opponent.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would even suspect that the other party had just used elemental power.

"Are you ready?"

"Please."

"So, 3,2,1, , , go!"

As Aratake Ichito's countdown began.

He took advantage of his own opportunity to speak and stepped out the moment the words came out of his mouth, ready to seize the initiative.

As long as he grabs the opponent's shoulders with both hands, the opponent will not be able to throw him away so easily.

Can bring him more chances of winning.

But at this moment, he clearly seized the initiative, but it seemed that he himself put his shoulder into the opponent's hands.

Another huge force came from my shoulders.

Arata Ichito exclaimed "Oh shit!", his face turned bitter instantly and the scene in front of him changed.

The whole person fell to the ground with a bang again.

I feel so miserable but I can't express it. I just feel like I haven't even had the chance to use all my strength.

But he couldn't say anything, after all, this was allowed in sumo.

He looked up at the bright night sky and saw the young man in red walking into his sight.

See that smiling face and that fair face.

"Do you want to do it again?"

"Come!"

"I will definitely be able to defeat you!"

Arataki Ichito did not show any weakness in his volume, ignoring the pain from being thrown to the ground twice.

He jumped up and stood up from the ground handsomely.

While thinking of countermeasures in his mind, he walked towards the circle.

So, within the next minute.