Despite being tonight's winner. Some have done things that they're not proud of, and in my case, I hated how terrified I am because of a person who beaten my superior. Ash's strength is above mine, and seeing an opponent that can beat him made myself instantly perceived that I won't stand a chance against him.
I know I'm not the strongest here, but I'm atleast capable of handling a number of opponents. I wanted to be proud of that, though backing out of fear felt so wrong to me.
Being weak is what I hate most, so why the hell did I let myself become some lame ass wimp?! I hate those instincts telling me what I should do. What's worse is that I just watched Keto get beaten up without doing anything at all. Though it was good that Jin came to step in and save them.
"…we won!"
"Hahaha my face fucking hurts but it's worth it!"
"Those Black Winter bastards weren't that great at all."
Members of the Wild Beast began to think highly of themselves after winning another gang war. They weren't that impressive, all they did was hung onto hope that Ren carries the fight and win. These idiots are tasting someone else's victory.
I was all by myself while everyone is waiting for the boss at our designated room. Keto and Ash were taken to a different room, along with the other leaders of our gang. And observing the people here, there were those who are getting themselves treated, others helping others, and then those bragging bastards.
I didn't have to get myself treated since I wasn't that hurt, and I only lost a tooth. "I'll have to make an appointment for this." I said looking at the tooth I lost.
"Woah, what do you have there pretty boy?"
"Ah?!" Suddenly, Damien appeared before me. "W-What do you want?" Shouldn't he be with Keto and the other leaders!?
"Heh, nothing much…" He tapped my shoulder and whispered. "…I'd like to have a word with you."
Seeing his threatening eyes, it looks like he won't let me refuse him. I sighed and got up. "Alright. I'll go."
And so, I was dragged out of the room. I don't know what business he has with me, but I feel like this will be quite a dangerous discussion. Reaching the far corner of the hallway, he grabbed my shoulder and slammed me on the wall. "What the hell!?"
"You know... I was pretty disappointed." He began to talk. And when I was about to speak, he hushed with a warning look in his eyes. "Not a word, pretty boy."
I just nodded to this insane bastard because he looked like he's going to kill me.
"Alright, as I was saying... I'm disappointed." His glare gave me chills. "Last time you were really amazing, even obtaining a title and getting called the Red Devil. I thought you were the only one worthy to be my opponent for the position of fourth division leader—"
Damien squeezed my cheeks and lifted my face. "—but seeing you wuss out because of that damn Rhys, the Black Winter's vice commander. You really enfuriated me, and I even saw you got stuck staring at him while he's beating up Keto... were you really that weak?"
...weak? Not this shit again...
"You already got the position, what else do you want from me?!" I snapped.
"What I want?... YOU WEREN'T ANYTHING THAT I EXPECTED! And that really annoys me. Do you even know Brent? That guy who you fought with last time?! Well didn't you know I was expecting to be paired with him because we were on the same level of strength! And that changed when you, the Red fucking Devil beat him!!"
Brent and Damien on the same level of strength? But they all said I beat Brent, then that means... "I... I beat him, so I'm stronger—"
"EXACTLY! I WAS FUCKING LOOKING FORWARD TO CHALLENGE YOU! AND SEEING YOU JUST WATCH YOUR ENEMY TO BEAT AN ALLY LIKE A TOTAL FUCKING SHITHEAD OF A LOSER!—I was so disappointed." This crazy fucker!
"WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO!? IT WAS THE BLACK WINTER'S VICE COMMANDER! I'D DIE IF I FIGHT HIM!"
"Don't give me that shit... you were just a weak fucking garbage. Maybe you weren't strong as I thought you were, you were never worthy to be considered on the same level as me. We're never equals!"
"...weak... calling me weak... you..."
"What the fuck are 'ya muttering now?! Don't tell me you bit your tongue out of fear! Like I said, you're nothing more than a fucking weak shithead loser!—" getting mad at something so useless and even picking on me... it was so unacceptable, and it even happened when I wasn't in a good mood.
Things didn't end nicely with Damien as I put him to sleep with hitting his chin with all the force I gathered out of spite. "Better not mess with me next time." I warned him before he even lost consciousness.
I walked away from that bastard while getting it out of my head. Some of what he said was true anyway, so I couldn't be that mad at him. I did got scared of Rhys. I know the limits of strength, and it'll probably never exceed someone of a higher rank like Rhys or Jin.
Though I could get myself a broken arm or leg like Ash to atleast say that I've tried, but I'm afraid of it to happen. "Haa... shitty day. Only thing that's left that can cheer me up is to get paid later." Right, let's just focus on the money.
Money is the thing that got me here in the first place, if it wasn't for the generous amount they pay us then I would quit long ago.
And while walking on the empty hallway, I passed by a slightly open door and heard a familiar voice. "Huh, is that—"