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| JAPAN Team |
*Tang!* In a dojo, an enormous man picked up an Olympic representative and threw him across the room with ease. Daimon: "That's enough for today!" Students: "Thank you very much!" The man took off his vest and wiped off the sweat drops from his muscular body. Then a blonde man came in and talked to him. Nikaido: "Ya, long time, Daimon." Surprised at his voice, Daimon turned his back. Daimon: "Benimaru!" Nikaido: "Working hard, eh? Now you really look like a master." The two started their conversation on the bench near the dojo. Daimon: "By the way, Benimaru. You're not here to tell old stories, are you?" Nikaido: "Hmm, actually this came in." Benimaru slowly handed over the letter to Daimon. Daimon: "This.. is.. King. of. Fighters tournament invitation?" Nikaido: "Mm.. yea.. I'll get to the point.. Daimon .. please enter the tournament." There was a short silence. Daimon: "Benimaru.. I'm.." Nikaido: "I know.. it's because of Kyo, right?"Daimon: "Hmm.."Nikaido: "What about if I say Kyo will enter the tournament as well?" Daimon: "What!? Kyo in the tournament? You have made contact with him?" Nikaido: "Ahh. He's in Japan. I talked to him over the phone, and he is going to officially enter the tournament." Nikaido: "So, how about it, Daimon?" Daimon: "Benimaru. Show me the way. Nikaido: "That a boy!!" A man in a uniform was sitting in the park
bench. Only a moonlight shined the place. Yabuki:
"Kusanagi-san. We didn't have to meet at a place
like this." There wasn't a trace of human here.
Shingo was really scared in this dark place all by
himself. Yabuki: "Ahh, it's already passed 12
O'clock. Is Kusanagi really coming?" A man murmured
while looking at the moon. Pat! There, looked like there
was a person standing behind him. He turned around
rapidly.Yabuki: "Phew.. what.. am I imagining
things?" Nikaido:
"Ha.. you.. oh.. who is that behind you? Oh that's
your so-called apprentice.. ha. He looks like he became a
little stronger than before.." |