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Emiya turned his head and saw that the person who had arrived was none other than Ryo Sakazaki.
He froze for a moment, then suddenly understood.
No wonder King looked so flustered.
So that was it.
She had secretly arranged to meet Ryo Sakazaki and didn't want anyone else to find out-only to run straight into him with Emiya standing right beside her.
Anyone in her position would've reacted awkwardly.
Fortunately, Emiya wasn't a bad person.
He immediately decided to withdraw.
"It's you!"
But when Ryo Sakazaki came closer, he also noticed Emiya standing beside King.
His expression stiffened instantly, and a trace of hostility surfaced in his eyes.
Emiya naturally understood why.
In Ryo's mind, he probably looked like a rival.
But Emiya had only been teasing King earlier.
Now that it was over, he had no interest in stirring trouble.
"Alright," Emiya said casually, "you two talk. I'll head back."
With that, he turned and left, heading back toward the audience to watch the match with Medusa.
He didn't want to interfere with these two "young lovers," even though the pair would probably never make things official.
Still, he'd done what he could.
If they insisted on staying vague forever, then they could just grow old as lifelong singles.
Emiya firmly believed that Shizuka Hiratsuka would be absolutely delighted to hear that.
She'd finally have a fellow golden bachelor to suffer alongside her.
Leaving the backstage area, Emiya quickly returned to the stands and sat down next to Medusa.
Medusa smiled at him, didn't ask where he'd been, and continued watching the match by his side.
The fifteen-minute break passed quickly.
The final match of the first round was about to begin.
Psycho Soldiers Team vs. Nen Users Team.
The Psycho Soldiers' first fighter was, naturally, Athena Asamiya.
The Nen Users Team sent out Shizuka Hiratsuka.
A seventeen- or eighteen-year-old idol martial artist-
Versus a thirty-year-old woman who liked smoking and drinking.
It was impossible not to be curious.
Shizuka Hiratsuka entered the ring with a cigarette in her mouth, wearing her familiar white lab coat.
If she didn't speak, she perfectly matched the image of a mature, elegant woman.
Curvy figure, delicate skin, refined features.
A genuine beauty.
And yet-
At thirty years old, she was still single.
When Athena Asamiya appeared, the arena erupted.
Cheers exploded like a wave.
"Athena! Athena! Athena!"
The chants echoed endlessly.
Athena waved, bowed, and smiled brightly.
"Thank you, everyone, for your support."
Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't sneak attack.
Instead, she took a drag from her cigarette and sighed.
"Ah... youth really is nice. Unlike me-there isn't even a single woman cheering for me."
The moment she finished-
A shout rang out from the audience.
"Go, the woman who hasn't gotten married at thirty!!"
Shizuka Hiratsuka's face instantly turned green.
You don't hit people in the face-especially not their fatal weak points!
It felt like a knife stabbed straight into her heart.
Public decency was dead.
And only a handful of people knew she was thirty and unmarried.
Those people were-
Her eyes swept the stands and locked onto Emiya.
Emiya immediately shook his head.
Not him.
He wasn't that cruel.
Then he realized.
The voice was female.
Shizuka Hiratsuka's gaze snapped sideways-
And landed squarely on Loki.
Loki was grinning ear to ear, utterly shameless.
Her voice earlier had echoed throughout the entire venue.
The audience buzzed.
"No way... she's already thirty?"
"She looks so young!"
"Do female fighters age slower?"
"Maybe martial arts really keep you young."
"But still... thirty and unmarried is rough."
"Yeah... that's pretty sad."
"Still, she came all the way here to fight."
"Wait-let's cheer for her!"
"Go, the woman who hasn't gotten married at thirty!"
"Go-!"
The chant spread.
Unified.
Louder.
Shizuka Hiratsuka's face darkened with every shout.
Each cheer was like a blade twisting deeper into her wounds.
Finally-
She snapped.
"SHUT UP, YOU BASTARDS!!"
She roared, making a throat-slitting gesture toward the audience.
"If anyone says that again, I'll kill you!!"
The venue fell silent.
Emiya glanced at Loki, utterly speechless.
"You went too far," he muttered. "Aren't you afraid she'll come down and fight you?"
Loki shrugged.
"She can't beat me anyway."
Emiya: "..."
That was true.
And that made it even worse.
In the ring, Shizuka Hiratsuka turned her furious gaze toward Athena.
Athena looked back-sympathetic.
"Don't give up, Miss. I'm sure you'll find someone wonderful."
That was the final straw.
Shizuka Hiratsuka crushed her cigarette underfoot.
"That's it."
She pointed at Athena.
"Get ready, little girl! I don't care if you're an idol-I'm beating you today!"
"Huh? Why?!" Athena was completely confused.
"I said don't ask questions-take this!"
Below the ring, Sie Kensou complained.
"What's wrong with her? Athena was cheering for her!"
Only Chin Gentsai sighed bitterly.
"That wasn't encouragement, my boy."
"That was pouring salt into an open wound."
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