The audience was in an uproar at the sight of what happened a hooded figure knocking down a boxer that looked to be as big as two-man and even had him pee himself. The audience quickly started looking at the announcer, urging/ him to say something. The announcer, talking in a nervous tone. " The match has ended with the boxer falling the-winner of this bout is the contestant." The announcer, biting his lip at the words that were coming out of his mouth.
The audience, losing their minds though Chroma had questions looking at the announcer smiling. Chroma and the announcer exited the stage and started to talk.
***
Once the announcer and Chroma exited the stage and were inside a tent, Chroma started to talk, cutting off what the announcer had to say. " I expect for the game pod to arrive at my house before I get home today, understand if not ill have to come looking for you. " Chroma started waving the contract in his hand before walking out looking for his uncle.
Chroma was leaving the tent and saw reporters waiting for him to interview someone who could beat a boxer heavier than him and more experience considering the crowd looked at Chroma as another foreigner, not someone with such precision and skill.
Chroma saw across a street his uncle waving his hand to signal Chroma to run toward him. Chroma hid his face with his mask and hood to ensure the reporters wouldn't get a look at his face while running before running his fastest toward his uncle.
The reporters looked and saw a man with the same hood in the ring already crossing the street. Before they notice him, one reporter looked before yelling. "There he is; he's trying to get away." The reporters all locked their eyes on Chroma and started to run toward him as fast as they could.
***
A different kind of yelling and panic was going on at the same time. " where is he? Where is that has been a boxer at." The announcer was looking for the fighter that was beating by Chroma. The announcer finally broke his smile and was furious at the situation when he found the fighter with his hands on his head face facing the floor shaking.
The announcer started to yell. " what happened in there? Huh, I thought you were confident in your skill." The announcer reached and picked up the head of the fighter. Seeing a stream of tears going down his face, the announcer let go backed up. The boxer started to yell back. " I know how screwed we are, but that foreigner was no less than a demon; his eyes lit up as he got underneath me like it was a hunting animal getting ready to eat his prey; how was I supposed to win against something? like that?"
The boxer went to put his head in his lap before getting grabbed by the announcer. The announcer started to yell back. " The people who are waiting for us to come back with the borrowed goods are the real demons there going to kill us all." The other fighters in the tent listening to them go back and forth, sprang into action, one of the boxers grabbing the announcer by the collar. " who did you borrow these from."
The announcer went into a panic and blurted out the name. "Chrysanthemum group." before going completely quiet, The fighter in the chair didn't look surprised by what the announcer said. The other boxers took a step back, looking at both of them, then one of the boxers shouted. "you knew about this and didn't feel the need to clue us in."
One of the boxers dropped to his knees and started to have a mental breakdown. Another one started to have nervous laughter. The others wore a shocked expression by the new information.
The Chrysanthemum group is a criminal organization that went legal recently for the reason nobody knows. The thing that was known for sure is that you don't want to get involved with guys like this and to lose a gamepod owned by them is the equivalent of asking to die.
***
Chroma was finally able to get rid of the reporters with his uncle once he ran into an old food market that he goes to often for their low prices and the fact that you could bargain here. Chroma took deep breaths, put his hands on his knees, and then turned his head to look at his uncle." are you ok? You had to run twice like that in one day. Chroma started to laugh his uncle began to laugh too.
Chroma stood up straight once he had caught his breath, still laughing until he saw a tiny old lady in front of him with a smile on her face staring at him with her hands behind her back.