"Yes, a ping pong championship!" Ashtarot exclaimed, raising his arms and clenching his fists in excitement.
"PING PONG CHAMPIONSHIP?!"
The ogres and trolls echoed in disbelief. They had never considered solving a problem with such a sport, but it sounded fun.
In some of the dormitories, playing ping pong after a soak in the hot spring was a beloved tradition, especially among the devil races but not in their dormitory.
The hot spring only opened on weekends, so ping pong had become part of the routine, a final activity before rest and sleep.
"But, Mr. Ashtarot, that sport... It's just too small for us." An ogre scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"Yeah... We're really big. I once tried to hold the racket, but... it slipped," the troll added, blushing with embarrassment.
