Chapter Twenty: Middle School for an Idiot (Part V)
However! There are times when women must fight, even if they know they can’t win.
I won’t withdraw! I won’t flatter you! I won’t let this reflect poorly on me!
There’s no retreat for the Empress! (But please love me.)
It’ll be okay, I’m the Empress, and my physical abilities are much higher than in my previous life! Moreover, I’ve been learning about self-defense myself since I was little.
I’m sure that even if the opponent is Sukeban Macho-san, I should be able to fight on equal grounds.
“…Then, let’s go!”
I could use my natural reflexes, along with the wind pressure, to avoid her thick arms coming straight at me.
…What? What a heavy fist! It seems that one hit will rid me of all the air in my body!
Fortunately, this world is an otome game, but since it’s not a fantasy, there will be actual damage if it lands.
…I think it’s a good idea to avoid attacks and watch out for a chance to attack once fatigue takes over her.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh! Are you just going to avoid it? I want to see your fists! If you just keep on running away, I’ll finish you once and for all!”
Yeah, you don’t look tired at all! You look like you’re Senju Kannon with your hands, and do I see an afterimage!? Sukeban Macho-san, are you even a real human being!?
…Even so, I’m able to avoid all of that, still! The Empress’ specs are impressive!
…But it’s true that I can’t just keep running away.
If this happens, I have no choice but to start somewhere; I’ll begin by aiming at her vitals.
…Well, should I aim for her… Jewels? No, because Sukeban Macho-san is a girl! It doesn’t matter; that kind of place is no good! She won’t be able to get married if I did!
For the same reason, aiming for her face is also a no-go! I can’t take responsibility for it if I give her a wound! (She already has a severe scar on her face, I can’t add to that…! On top of that, it looks like she got it by fighting with a bear)!
…Then, of course, the only thing I can aim for is that bare belly…!
I avoided her fist that was aimed towards my face by crouching down (She didn’t even hesitate to aim at my face, as expected of someone like Sukeban Macho-san). I then jumped towards Sukeban Macho-san’s belly with my fist clenched tightly, ultimately wielding it.
I’m sorry…! Sukeban Macho-san…! It must hurt.
Still, there is something I can’t give up…!
I drove my fist into Sukeban Macho-san’s belly with great force.
And then the next moment came…
“Ouch! Ah, ah, ah!!!”
For some reason, it was me who screamed in pain.
“Fingers… My fingers hurt!”
What? That belly… It was so hard! My finger bones are broken, aren’t they?
Oh, that’s just iron that’s been painted to match her skin color! Are her muscles made of steel? There’s just no way!
Oh, I’m not getting iron and applying it to my skin color! Oh, what’s this steel muscle? No way!
“…What was that? Your punch was too light… It felt like a mosquito bit me.”
The blood drained from my face at the ridiculous remark of Sukeban Macho-san.
No damage…? Even when I hit her fist with all my might…?
…It’s over. There’s no way I can win this.
In my head, I can only see my future as being beaten up by Sukeban Macho-san.
…Ah, how many months will it take for me to recover completely? Oh my gosh. I feel so sorry for myself. My vision is starting to get blurry because of my tears.
But… No matter how beat up I get, I won’t say that I ‘lost’!
Even if I couldn’t win by force, I won’t give up being next to Kaname!
Because I’m his owner!
Now, Sukeban Macho-san-san, you can hit me! I’ll never give in! This is my best performance as an Empress…!
“…I don’t have the habit of hitting a decent person… How dare you hit me without running away?”
However, when I clenched my teeth, while I waited for a heavy fist, all I got was a sigh of amazement.
“…It’s your win, Hououin Ayaka. I admit defeat. No one is more suitable to be next to the leader than you are.”
Wait a minute. I can’t keep up with this sudden development.
“…What? Wasn’t the winner the one who could land a hit first? If so, then why did you stop yourself short?”
“You’re foolish. I didn’t say a word about how to win the fight. I told you to express your feelings for your most important person with your fists.”
Hmm… I don’t really understand, Sukeda.
However, it seems that Sukeban Macho-san has stopped being in combat mode. At least, I don’t think there is a need for there to be a future where my recovery is needed… I’m glad.
“What I wanted to see was the strength of your heart… Your determination to stay next to the leader no matter what happens. I got it… To the point of pain. Your fist hurt more than my heavy fist would.”
After saying that, Sukeban Macho-san smiled, showing her white teeth.
…Huh? I’m not sure, but is Sukeban Macho-san better than I thought?
“I knew it was going to be like this. That’s why I should have done this from the beginning. We should have talked head-on with our fists. However, the first thing I did was to sneak around and cheat… I was afraid to face you; the fact that our nine years may have been nothing more than causing harm to the Emperor.”