Gen then said, "Oh yeah? How many wins do I need? Six? Seven?"
And Rode said, "Ten."
Gen then said, "Ten? The amount needed has doubled?"
And Rode said, "Yes, exactly."
Gen then said, "Hm, it'll take a bit longer to get there then."
And Rode said, "There's no point in thinking about that now, kid. You'd better focus on winning your matches as quickly as possible."
Gen then said, "You're right.", and then continued talking to Rode while he waited for his next fight.
...
Some time passed, and the signs in the city were already indicating that it was midnight outside.
Seeing this, Rode said, "Looks like it's time for us to go. Let's go back, boy."
And Gen said, "That's right, let's go. It's a shame we didn't make the Black Fist rank today."
Rode then said, "Don't say that, kid. You've already done more than enough by winning eight matches. Now you just need to win two more tomorrow to be able to fight a Black Fist."
