Chapter 29 – Each Person’s Goal (3)
#028. Their goals (3).
“Really, if I beat the manager, will I be able to do as I please?”
Looking at Tayo Kin, who lewdly looked up and down her body, Mika frowned at her and tightened the belt of her uniform.
Black belt vs white belt sparring.
No matter how much she is a woman, even if the Kinta Yoga in front of her is a muscle-packed man in her.
Due to the nature of this jiu-jitsu, no matter how strong you are, the moment you get caught in the technique, you have no choice but to be defeated if you don’t know.
“It’s the same with you, if you lose here, don’t even think about coming to this club anymore.”
She knew too. I know that this confrontation is unfair, but fairness was a luxury for such bully scumbags. Mika slowly walked to the center of the dojo, and she stood in front of Tayo Gin.
‘Because I can’t let it affect Takeshi any longer.’
The two heads are of different sizes.
But her straight eyes didn’t waver one bit. To lose to such a pitiful man was because all the hard work she had put in so far was too much.
“Then, let’s start with the tournament rules. Also, don’t be foolish and hold back, tap the skill as soon as you enter it. Because I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yeah, yeah. But aren’t you overconfident? Director? How can a woman beat a man What if you keep acting so stiff?”
Tuk-tuk said Kintayo, who hit himself on the lower leg.
“I need to teach you how to treat a man with care by beating him up.”
“As expected… Is garbage garbage? It will be uncomfortable for a while to eat, so let’s know that.”
“Yeah-yes.”
Mika first lowered her stance and stretched her arms out in front of her, pushing her forward. Seeing Mika like that, Kintayo stands stiff as if mocking.
‘Let’s see how long I can be so confident.’
First of all, Mika stretched out her hand and grabbed the hem of her chest, and pulled it gently.
If you were to pull the wall, would it feel like this? It was Kintayo without the slightest movement.
‘I already expected this much.’
The jiu-jitsu she learned was not something she could do on her own. Joints and centers of gravity. A martial art derived from where you put your weight.
Mika, who grabbed the hem of her gi on both sides of her chest, lifted her body as if it were falling behind her, and lay down.
As she descends on a swing, Mika’s back touches the ground as she descends in an arc.
“No, if you spread your legs like that already, are you trying to seduce me now?”
Mika’s teeth gnashed at the words that insulted her martial arts, which she had learned so far.
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
Unlike other martial arts, Jiu-Jitsu was a martial art that truly started when you lay down.
Mika draped her legs around the waist of her long Tayo, who had just climbed over her own, and hung her ankles over her calves, holding them tighter to her own body.
If it hadn’t been for the uniform, she could have mistaken it for a fawning posture to be wrapped inside her top position, but this wasn’t a martial art or anything vulgar like that.
Shouldn’t be
‘What is this bastard doing right now?!’
Even through her thick uniform, I could feel the heavy cylindrical pillar pressing down on her precious place.
Kintayo looks like he has no intention of betting his technique or getting points out of it while turning his back vulgarly.
Kintayoe Mika felt that her efforts were being denied.
‘How far can you go to waste!’
She stretches out her right arm and puts her hand on the collar on the right side of her long Tayo’s neck and grips it tightly. Only then does Kin Tayo pull her body back with a serious expression on her face. But it was too late.
Mika immediately lifted her upper body and followed Kin Tayo, then reached out with her left hand and grabbed her Tayo by the collar at the back of her neck.
Her wrists, crossed in an X-shape, clamped down on his neck like a knife.
“It’s over.”
“Kikkik, kuhuk… It’s funny. This martial art.”
See how long you can laugh
Thinking so, Mika slowly put strength into her hand that gripped her collar. No matter how strong she was, if she was a bloody creature, the moment her carotid artery tightened, she could not help but faint.
One of the great martial artists fought a bear and strangled him before fainting.
Looking at Kintayo’s stupid face, which was bleeding red, Mika smiled brightly.
“Keuheuk…This is dangerous. He told me what to do at a time like this.”
He reached out his hand, first forcing Mika’s hand to make a gap, then using his elbow as a pickaxe, pressing it down between the muscle fibers of her thigh.
“Huh… !”
Thigh pain that feels like it’s about to tear. But it was fine.
That technique of pressing the thighs and causing pain is the foundation of the basics. It was Mika who participated in numerous competitions and was trained in that level of pain.
‘But, what kind of power…’
Thighs that were about to cramp with too much force, Mika thought she had to put an end to it quickly, arching her back and tightening the guy’s carotid artery with the force of her lying on her back.
“Finding gaps.”
‘Gap?’
She was puzzled Mika herself knew very well that she had no gaps in this posture.
Thinking it was her beginner’s stupidity, Mika pushed her lower belly forward even more, putting her strength into it.
The force pressing down on her thighs is gone.
Thinking she might pass out soon, Mika looked up to see her pitiful face right before she passed out.
The look pathetic men make when they realize they’re losing to a woman.
That expression was a reward like sweet honey for Mika’s training.
‘Smile?’
Pook-
In my punctured abdominal muscles, the uterus enters and is forced. Her elbow came down and snapped on her soft, fragile belly.
“Chehehehe… !”
If you press hard on such a place, a weak place that has never been trained before—.
‘The uterus is crushed.’
Mika felt her womb squeeze and flex. Her pain chokes her breath, and her saliva flows from her mouth.
“What? Can you stand this?”
Even in the middle of her head gone blank, Mika couldn’t even squeeze her carotid artery because of her strength, but she still held on to her hand.
There was only one sentence stuck in her head.
‘I can’t ever lose to a bully like this again.’
Great tenacity.
“Well, then let’s see if this holds up too?”
Mika felt her body float. Her eyes, vacant, stared at her with her mischievous eyes roughing her toy.
Wait, what are you going to do?
As her eyes trembled in fear of the unknown, her body plunged straight into the floor of the dojo.
Kung
“Bh…Bugyaak…”
Mika’s legs spread helplessly as she made the sound of air escaping from her chest in pain that could not even be heard.
Her legs, spread like her frogs, quivered behind her, making a ‘psissy’ sound.
“What, are you tired of this year? Kick kick kick. Hey, pretending to be strong like a bitch peeing or geography, it was so ugly that it was hard to tolerate.”
‘I can’t, I can’t move.’
“Then, a promise is as promised. First of all, let’s clean up the tired ones. It stinks.”
Smile.
Kintayo smiled and tried to pull down Mika’s uniform pants.
‘That’s not allowed!’
When Mika’s hand, which moved slowly, rested weakly on her thick wrist, Tayo’s long mouth was tearing even more as if he was having fun.
“Where is the bitch blocking the man’s hand!”
Her hand, which raised her fist high, landed on her belly once more.
Pooh-!
“Bruh!!”
“Hand”
Mika’s hand on her wrist was stranded. Mika’s eyes trembled violently at Gintayo’s fist, which slowly rose again.
‘Muh, I’m scared.’
“Now, wait… Wait…”
Poo-!
“Pour Ook!”
And again, Mika’s face turned white as Kintayo’s oversized hand was being lifted up.
‘This is it. I’m dying.’
“I’ll take your hands off… Please stop…”
The hand that was on top of my wrist flowed helplessly through my uniform and fell down.
“Bitch, are you crying now? Kick kick.”
Once again, subdued by the blonde, tanned bully, Mika turned his head to the side at the helplessness he had felt for Ryu as a child.
Mika’s eyes widened blankly.
‘Again, I lost.’
The strong determination written in her head that she would not lose again to protect Takeshi was shattered in half in vain.
“Now I’m a bit like a woman, I don’t like bitches who look like sluts, so I didn’t want to eat them.”
Swoop-
Her undergarments rose, revealing her perfectly unburnt white buttocks.
“This bitch was not good because she was black, but she was white on the inside, right? Hou- The color of her nipples is strawberry cream. Chewy, make it look delicious.”
“Please… I lost… Stop it…”
“A bet is a bet. Kkeukkeuk. Well, he’s not really my type, so if I lay down and beg him to apologize for daring to pretend to be strong to a man with his head pierced, could he please?”
Mika’s eyes were tightly closed.
‘Sir, I decided to give it to Takeshi first, so I’ll keep that one…’
“Hey, is it real? Haha.”
Mika felt the cold paint on her forehead. Her hands, which were politely gathered on her exposed buttocks, were brought together over her bedside.
Chuck
On top of his head, the man’s massive feet were large enough to cover the entire back of his head.
‘Because it’s only natural that I can’t win against something like this.’
“I, a dick like me… A bitch…”
Chin-
The sound of a sliding door opening.
“What is this…Mika-nu? Are you Ginta?”
Kintayo raised his hand roughly above his belt, and turned his head to the side to look at Takeshi.
“Hey, are you here, Takeshi? Look at this. See what kind of girl the bitch who pretended to be strong is, isn’t it completely ugly?”
Kintayo, who removed his foot from the back of Mika’s head, stepped on her back and pressed her down.
“Bik-“
Mika, who couldn’t bear to lift her face and shook her buttocks in shame, heard the cry of a subhuman animal from Mika’s mouth.
“Ginta yo oh oh!”
Mika, who was forced to lay her head sideways in pain from the pressure on her chest, saw Takeshi running towards her with her fists clenched in her eyes.
“Aaaaa!”
Compared to Kin Tayo, who is one head shorter than Kin Tayo, and has a childish and muscular body, the difference in physique is like that of an adult and a child.
‘Oh, no. Do not come! Takeshi.’
*
“Ouch…”
Tsuumi has a cliche that never gets hurt even if she falls, so I left behind Tsuumi who was lying face down on her lawn and ran to Takeshi.
Broken trees and scattered window paper.
“What’s the matter? Takeshi? Are you okay?”
My expression was calm because of the concept, but the fact that the words came out quickly showed how flustered I was.
A cheek that was swollen from a blow.
Takeshi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spat bloody saliva on the ground.
“It’s okay, Ryu!”
After supporting Takeshi, who was holding onto his knees on his wobbly legs, to raise him up, he looked in the direction of Takeshi’s glowing eyes.
He’s got blonde hair and lots of tans. Skin like a black person. It was a physique comparable to the days when I was a gold-rimmed lamb.
There, Mika is lying under her feet, exposing her buttocks.
‘So, let’s say women are strong in this world. She said it was useless.’
A stronger woman comes and tramples and eats a stronger woman.
A very common cliche.
I quickly figured out what was going on.
“Takeshi, what are you going to do with that body? I’ll take care of it this time. I am resting.”
Chuck
Takeshi shook my hand holding my shoulder.
Hot flames blazed up from Takeshi’s entire body.
“This is my job. Ryu said A man should know how to protect his woman!”
Guy…
Were the shoulders that wide?
“How to be a real man taught by Ryu. I didn’t take a single day off.”
Certainly, when a hot-blooded man who fanned such flames from his body threatened his woman, he awakened and defeated the villain.
“100 push-ups, 100 squats, 100 sit-ups…”
Takeshi, who was trudging along, gained strength and began to run.
“I’ve been training 10km every day without a break!”
Wait, Takeshi, isn’t that the only thing he did?
“Right now, those filthy feet! Take it away from Mika noona!”
Running forward in an instant, Takeshi began swinging his fists at the filthy gold sun’s face.
Because of the height difference, Takeshi flew through the air and carried the center of gravity of the whole body.
‘The motion is too big.’
It seemed that Takeshi was really only following the training method I taught him.
In order to become stronger with that training method, there was one thing that had to be decided.
I realized that too, and added one or two other exercises.
What I couldn’t do…
In other words, you have to be “Bald” To become a munchkin. Takeshi!
Wooooo!!!
I was beaten once more, and looked at Takeshi who was flying beside me with pity.
The eyes that look at me while flying are like.
‘Obviously, he said he could become the strongest man if he did what Ryuga told him to do. Why?’ He seemed to be saying.
I took the hammock out of my pocket, threw it into the tree where Takeshi would fall, and walked.
Takeshi gets caught in the hammock and passes out. I adjusted my glasses with hands shaking with rage and began to walk slowly forward.
‘Get some rest, Takeshi.’
I’ll take care of this front.
