78 Equalizing the Fight Fairly (1/2)

If there is one thing that Orvis likes more than sex, it is a good battle. Well. I guess I will have to change her mind about that, for she must be one with my awesome culture. Hah!

But seriously though, even with Orvis helping me out with her sexiness, improving my overall strength and speed above that of Mito Scarlet, I still get my ass handed to me by Mito. Badly too.

This is the real difference between just throwing random punches to actually knowing techniques and then using those techniques with deadly efficiency.

Damn it!

Mito Scarlet does not even bother to block my simple punches. Instead, she evades them with minimal movement, and she redirects them around her body when she is unable to avoid them perfectly. While punching the living shit out of me as well.

Unholy fuck!

Good thing that her strength is nowhere near mine, or I would be in serious trouble. Like very serious trouble, not that I am not already in one. Those punches of hers do add up, especially when she is like using a weapon. She is using a weapon! Her gauntlet!

That is cheating! Seriously! I am using my bare fists here, and she is using a weapon. How is that fair?

Why the hell am I complaining about fairness in a fight? Do whatever you need to win, no matter what, and that is good lesson to be learn. If life was fair, I would not have been killed by a stupid run away van, and my two parents wouldn't have died like that.

I am not saying that this new life of mine is not more awesome than the crappy life that I had before, but I am saying that my parents deserve better. Better than having a son like me, who could not even take care of them or talk to them.

Only able to watch them as a ghost.

Damn. I am getting kind of emotional here, but long story short, if I did not die, my parents would not have died, and we would be one big happy family for many years. Not like this when I am trapped here in the world of the living, unable to move on.

Oh well. I will make the best out of it. Hah!

Ahem.

To be honest, I actually do not mind getting beaten up by someone like Mito Scarlet on any other kind of day, but not today, for I have a great deal with her. If I can smash her, I get to smash her.

That is one hell of a deal, isn't it?

Mito obviously did not agree to it vocally or otherwise, but she did not disagree to it either, so by logic, my perverted logic, Mito is not against the idea of getting smashed. Heh.

Well. Mito should not, at least from her profile.

Mito Scarlet like strong people. Guys and girls. It does not really matter to her, as long as they are very strong, and I am strong. I will prove that to her. Somehow. Oh. It seems that my perversion makes me a bit strong, but not that much stronger.

I could see her attacks more clearly now, but I am unable to avoid them.

Strange, considering that I am faster than her. Must be due to some sort of skills or techniques. She is not calling out her techniques, but she is thinking them, so it is kind of the same.

The only reason that people in manga and anime calls out their technique is for the readers or viewers, as how else can information can get across.

Well. Whatever. I am still going to yell out my attack because it gives me this sort of empowerment. I guess everyone in Dragon Ball screams due to the same reason. In porn too. Weird comparison, right?

Ah!

Her uppercut sends me flying backwards and crashing against the side of the bed. The cold metal bar that I have just landed on should have broken my back, but luckily enough, it did not, all thank to the logic of this setting.

Awesome. But I am hurt. Like seriously hurt. How many times did she hits me? Must be more like half a hundred. Damn.

”Master…”

Orvis utters in the mindscape, seemingly to care for me. Ah. What a cute dragon girl. I am so glad that I have claimed her as my own. She is probably better with me than Hayate, but I think doing that might have derailed the original story. Like really derailed it.

But then again, if the Conquest did not want me to derail it, it should have said so, and a better ending is a better ending. I say! One with me being the Harem King of this school. Hah!

Always wanted to be a harem king ever since I was introduced to harem manga. The Japanese is quite good at spreading culture. I will be better than them. Yup. That is my main mission in life.

”… your movement sucks! Have you never trained once in your life before, master!?”

Orvis calls out. Pouting too from the tone of her sweet little voice. She is frustrated, and she is right in that regard. I have never trained to fight anyone before in my entire life. Before it was cut short.

But honestly, why should I?

I was born and raised in a normal society with normal people, not in this crazy-ass setting where pretty much anyone can punch through concrete walls and dent solid steel like it is nothing. Not even worth mentioning either. The hell!?

Ah fuck! No use in complaining. I just need to win. A real win!

Yes win. And if I cannot beat Mito fairly, I will just beat her unfairly. No need to play fair, when Mito is not playing fair herself. Using weapon against unarmed person should be illegal!

Mito breathes for the first time in a while. Her concentration is like incredible, as she blocks out almost everything when she fights seriously. Including breathing as well, I think. Not sure how that is helpful to her, but whatever.

And Mito has to fight seriously against me since my speed and strength exceed her. Like a good margin, at least from what I could tell. I can se her stats with my All-Seeing Eyes. Too bad that I cannot use this godly power in way befitting my Lustful Champion status.

That is to see through everything, her armor and clothes. That would have made this fight a lot more interesting. And fun. Lots and lots of fun. Hah!

Anyway, despite trying my best, I only manage to get a good couple of hits in. Not very strong hit, but it is god enough, for I am only trying to transmit my sexual energy into her body. Since it is only a little among so far, Mito has not felt the effect yet, but she will.

By the Great Maker, she will! Or my name is not Ghostly. Well, it was not. But it is now. Heh.

Still, I am pretty beaten up. Like badly beaten up.

”Your unrefined movements lack fineness and skills, Ghostly. Join my club, and I will teach you all sort of battle techniques, improving your combat prowess and molding you into a real fighter.”

Mito demands as she resumes her fighting stance. She still wants to fight more since she has not really defeated me yet. She needs to knock me completely out in order to claim a win. Or until I yield.

Guess that is Boxing without a time limit.