It's time for my last match of the day after a brief break. Someone halted my opponent just as he was ready to enter the ring.
After a lengthy conversation with a bulky man in his mid-20s—during which they may have struck an understanding—the sixth-ranker left.
What a surprise, right... I am aware that only the strong can remain where I was.
He wants one last match with me, and I can tell that. Perhaps he feels that I unfairly defeated his friend, the second opponent, and wants to exact revenge on him.
Anyway, no big deal (I spotted them together before my match began).
"Hello, Miss!! my friend who was going to have a match feels unwell so the arena management team wants me to replace him. You won't mind these little things, will you ?" Using the authority huh---
"If I mind then? You may not know but l am a very narrow-minded person." I snorted.
"Oh, then you don't have a choice you should forfeit the match."
