![]() She lowers her head and sees a faint light shimmering in her hand. (.Or at least it would have been, if his elder sister hadn't stormed out of the house and smacked him silly right after.)įrom beyond the rift, Nakoruru waves farewell to her friends, then lets out a small sigh. A life-changing moment for any disciple hoping to prove their worth. Eyes aflame with passion and his former nervousness all but gone now, Shingo howls into the open sky of the sleepy residential neighborhood. Shingo's rapidly growing hype eventually gets him shouting so loud that the dog living three doors down starts to bark. Kyo just how much I've grown! Maybe he'll even want to train me himself when it’s all over! 's more than 'maybe' at this point!" This is my big chance to enter the tournament and show Mr. He claps his cheeks to reset his nerves, then grips the envelope tightly. Shingo closes his eyes and tries to picture what comes to his mind when he hears the term "KOF." First, he sees the flames of his idol Kyo Kusanagi then, he imagines the incredible moves and abilities of all kinds of martial artists then.high-pitched, mocking laughter.Īfter a moment, all the color drains from Shingo's face, and his knees begin to shake. The invitation names Shingo Yabuki as a recommended competitor in KOF, and lays out a list of conditions for participation. Hurriedly, he opens the letter and scans its contents. "What's this say.? 'KOF Special Invitation Letter'. On the other side of the envelope there is a single phrase. In the corner is an address written in flowing cursive, and Shingo can make out the words "Shingo Yabuki" on top―if he squints. When he takes the envelope out he feels it's made of parchment paper and sealed with old-fashioned sealing wax, like a prop from a fantasy movie. It's a bit late in the day for a letter to arrive. Maybe someone forgot to take it, he thinks. Just as he reaches for the door, Shingo notices a single envelope sticking from the mail slot. By the time he arrives, the sun has already sunk low in the sky. His steps are heavy as he returns home, his joy at Saisyu's praise forgotten. ![]() ![]() Shingo's shoulders fall at this revelation. ![]() In fact, it's possible Kyo didn't even see him, as the man looked like he'd been wrapped up in conversation the whole time. Now that he thinks about it, he showed Goro his progress that day, but he never got to spar with Kyo. Kyo has NO idea how strong I've gotten?!" In fact, the last time they saw each other was probably when Shingo ran over to the Kusanagi household after hearing that Kyo, Benimaru Nikaido, and Goro Daimon were all gathered there. This naturally means that Shingo hasn't seen Kyo in a while. Shingo is worried, of course, but he knows Kyo can overcome anything. Ever since the previous KOF tournament, Kyo hasn't been home much, and judging by Saisyu's reaction, it has something to do with the Three Sacred Treasures. Instead, he's pushing Master Tung's request on someone else and running off doing who knows what." Saisyu watches him and gives a small sigh. His modesty does little to hide his delight. Thanks, but I think the flames could still use a lot of work."įlustered, Shingo scratches his cheek with a dirty finger. At one time he would have been crumpled on the ground in exhaustion, but now this was routine-the fruit of his daily stamina training. Through ragged breath, Shingo stands firmly on the ground. Saisyu's words are sincere anyone who knows Shingo would be nodding in agreement. "You know, Shingo.you've made quite the improvement these past few years." His master observes the mud-caked student from several paces away before speaking again, his tone softer. As the intensity of training fades, he becomes acutely aware of the dirt, grime, and sweat soaking into his tracksuit, and he hurriedly makes a grab for his towel. The sound stops Shingo Yabuki in his tracks, and he lets out a long breath, as if he'd been holding it in for a while. Saisyu Kusanagi's voice booms throughout the garden. ![]()
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