Soldiers 1
"I'll stay for two more days, so I'll accompany you."
These are the words I said to a soldier who suddenly asked for a match.
"Hey?"
"What is it?"
It's not what is it.
"Why are there more people here?"
"I told you."
The next day, the number of soldiers wishing to meet me had increased to 30.
"I just stopped by this city on my trip, you know?"
"So I've heard."
"I didn’t come here to accept matches, did I?"
"Is it no good?"
No, of course not.
I haven't seen the whole city yet.
"Yesterday, I thought you had plenty of energy to spare, but I guess you haven’t gotten over the fatigue from yesterday."
This guy is trying to provoke me.
"I'm sorry about this. We are too excited to meet a great warrior after a long time."
"Let's do it, you bastard!"
I'm not old enough to be provoked by such a brat and keep quiet, you bastard!
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"H-how is it, you bastard!"
"I-it's my defeat…"
I'm tired of dealing with 30 people in a row.
"I'm going to go look around the city! I'm not going to fight anymore!"
"Yes. Thank you very much."
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