[WARNING!: This chapter will include strong language and violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Viewer discretion is advised.]
Previously..
"What the fuck do you want?" Ken inquired with a curse, and a hateful and scornfully look in his eyes and on his face.
In response, Akira replied with disgusted look. "I want to kill you!"
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"What did you just say?" Ken inquired. He had now fully immerge from inside of his room. "Say that to my face once again."
"I said that I want to kill you, you mother fucker," said Akira straight up in Ken's face.
Ken walked to side, backing away from Akira's face.
He then said, "If you step on my foot, then means you actually want to kill me. And if you do that, you pussy," said Ken while he lowered his head to look at his shoes, "I'll have to actually kill you for the sake of my pride!" Ken said with the raise of his head and a dark face.
Akira began to walk towards Ken. He was thoroughly ready to end Ken's life.
When he was about a few centimeters away, he stepped on Ken's shoes.
"To hell with pride," he said.
Ken exclaimed, "HA! Alright fucker!"
"*Clap, Clap!*" Two loud claps were heard down in the hallway. "Haha, you guys are like puss and dog or cat and mouse!"
A young man with an gentle attire began to walk towards Ken and Akira. He also had a confident smirk printed on his face.
The young man wore a white suit with a black tie that was inside. He had glasses on and beneath them there was a tattoo on his face, under his left eye. It was a small and artistic scribble spelling 'dunce action'.
The man removed his hands infront of him and placed them behind his back.
He then placed his foot on top of Akira's shoe and faced him with closed eyes and a smile.
"Who are you?" Akira asked while looking at the youth blankly with no emotion.
Ken on the other hand was immensely agitated. He was face red. He had now surpassed boiling point, he was beyond it.
"Oh, I'm the man who is going to kill you," said the the young youth.
"I can't bother with this fuckery!" Ken said while removing his foot from under the others. "Have you fun. I'm going to take a shower, and if you guys are still here I'll join in."
Ken had discharged himself from the conflict between the two men. He walked away with a enraged face.
Akira then let out a agitated sigh and said, "*Sigh* So you're in Trimaine's crew are you?"
"You correct!" The young youth answered.
"And your here to kill me, right?" Akira inquired once again while pulling his foot from underneath the young youth foot.
"Ok then," said Akira welcomingly. "Bring it on."
While Akira and the mysterious youth were commencing their battle, he went to the shower to talk a night bath.
In the guest dorm, there are two type of bathrooms. One to relief yourself and the other the bath. In the challengers dorm, there is only one with the showers and toilets put in one room.
Ken wanted to VIP experience, so he went to guest dorm which he knows the location of.
Trimaine in the surveillance room, saw Ken making his way to the guest shower.
With a smirk and inquired to one of his friends. "Hey, Andrew? Can you go to the guest dorm and see what this guy's up to." He said while pointing at the camera where Ken was showed and leaning back lackadaisically in his chair.
"Why should I do that?" Andrew inquired? He was the nerd that accompanied Ren before when Ken had got beaten in a fight between them.
"Because you're the only one that isn't doing anything," explained Trimaine. "And you aren't reading those mangas."
"That still isn't a valid point," said Andrew while looking blankly at Trimaine.
"Alright! If you go, I'll see if I can find more of those mangas you like," said Trimaine in a lackadaisic tone.
"..." Andrew was left silent for moment before he said, ".. Deal!"
He immediately got up from his seat and exited the room.
"He got up quick," said a feminine voice in the shadows.
"I knew he would," said Trimaine while spinning in his chair. "I bet he would even suck balls to get his hands on those, but I don't he or I would go so far."
Andrew immediately made his way to the guest dorm.
In the challengers dorm, the fight between the mysterious youth had already commenced.
The youth tossed a mighty straight punch to Akira's stomach from the martial arts kyokushin karate. His stance was strong and his punch was even stronger.
With that punch, Akira was sent a couple meters back by staggering and holding his gut.
"Damn," the kid said. "Your weaker than shit!"
"*Cough, Cough*" Without saying anything, Akira fought through the pain and raised steadily on his feet.
"But I say gotta say his. Your endurance is trash, but your resilience is crazy," said the youth. "You took fifteen straight punches from me and still isn't on the ground."
"Yet, that isn't something to be proud," said the youth while walking up to Akira's face. "You just a little punching bag. I'm offended though that the boss sent me to eliminate this small fry."
"Says a little five foot shrimp," said Akira while looking down on the youth.
The youth's face then turned visible anger.
He tossed another mighty punch that landed squarely on Akira's gut. This one flung Kuwobasa a few dozen centimeters of the ground.
While throwing the punch, the youth exclaimed, "What the hell did you just call me? My name is D.A.! (Dunce Action)"
Akira then landed back on the floor while clenching his chest. He smiled and said, "Ugh! I gotta say this. Your endurance is insane, but your resilience is ass!"
The youth inquired, "Huh?"
"Haven't felt all the syringes pushing a sleeping tonic in your blood stream, dunce action?" Akira asked. "Thought I couldn't see what that tattoo said?"
"Whoa?" DA suddenly turned his head to his back? What he saw was dozens of syringes stabbed in his back.
A smirk of confidence then became apparent on Akira's bloody mouth.
"You should be felling dizzy in a few seconds, that is if you endurance is even more insane," said Akira.
DA eyes began to close forcefully. With the strength he had left.
"Even so.. I can still be.. beat you in this state," said DA while stumbling back and forth. "You even.. know a damn martial arts!"
"I do know a martial arts," said Akira while walking towards DA. "Have you ever heard of.. karv maga?"
"Whoa-?" DA was suddenly cut off.
Akira had taken out a knife from his coat. He did not stab DA but he used the handle to jab him in the chest.
"You know if get hit in the heart, it stops?" Akira asked.
DA suddenly fell on his knees and fell face first on the ground.
"Hah!" Akira laughed while walking away from the seemly dead body. "Now I have to kill... Nah. I'll just go to bed." Akira said lackadaisically.
"Hehehe," giggled DA. He was fortunate that the hit to his vital spot - the heart - did not end his life.
Akira suddenly stopped and turned around to look at DA.
"Damn. Your endurance is crazier than I thought," said Akira.
"I way have lost to you because of those cheap tricks, but if we were power scaled, I would be ranked strongest and you weakest," said DA and he finally passed out from the sleep tonic.
"Hey, dunce," called Akira while he walked away. " The author makes who he or she wants to win, alright!?"
Ken, who was making his way to the guest shower, was suddenly stopped by Andrew.
He asked, "Want the hell do want?"
"You are a challenger aren't you?" Andrew inquired.
"Yeah, so?" Ken asked while persisting forward.
Andrew suddenly stopped Ken in his tracks. In an instant, he laid his fingers and Ken's chest, measured the distance from his knuckles and striked Ken with a 1-inch punch from kung fu or another martial arts.
Ken was sent flying back from the deadly blow. He was left unable on the floor.
"So you should not enter here," said Andrew.
"Hey!" Ken exclaimed.
He was already off the floor in a flash. He strolled towards Andrew with his fist clenched and his face red.
"Ever single fucker keeps getting in my damn way!" Ken said enraged.
"What business do you have here?" Andrew asked coldly but politely.
"I shower, that's what!" Ken said, grabbing Andrew's collar.
"Oh," said Andrew in realization.
"You may proceed," said Andrew. In a flash, Ken's hand was forcefully removed from Andrew's clothing and he walked away. "(You do indeed stink!)"
Ken pondered in his mind, "(How fast is that guy? And also how strong is he!? My damn had fills completely numb! Is it paralyzed?!)"
"But if trouble with the guest, I will come back..." said Andrew with a pause, "and thoroughly punish you."
Andrew then vanished immediately from the scene.
Ken was left dumbfounded and enraged at the same time.
He exclaimed in his mind, "(Those freaks!!)"