>>9779765>>Perfect... NOW we're getting somewhere.>Ugh... You're a monster....
>>Hmm... Somewhere, somewhere. Speaking of which, we actually have to go. We just booked you to compete against Duna Sands, whose return fans have been eagerly anticipating.>W-what? You didn't tell me this! I don't think I can->>Hmmm?>I don't think I can fight in this state...>>Oh, yes you can. You can stand up, right?>I... don't think I can. I just got punched in the gut! Didn't you see?!...
Silence fills the room as Gustav turned serious.
>>HUH?>>You're a wrestler, aren't you? Getting punched in the gut is just part of the job, isn't it? My other trainees go through this kind of training all the time, and I never pushed them TOO hard. Are you really that fragile? Who were your trainers in the dojo?>>I'm not going to treat you differently from the others I've trained before. Giving you special treatment would only make you weaker, and we don't want to disappoint Madame now, do we?>>If you want to toughen up, you better get used to how I do things around here.Gustav's sour expression contorted into an unsettling, but amiable smile.
>>Trust me, if you do exactly as I say, you'll transform into one of the absolute beasts I've nurtured to dominate the league.>>And for sure, you want to become one of them, right?Nika silently nods.
>>Well, you sure did pack a punch there, didn't you? If that were any ordinary wrestler, they would have been puking their guts out by now.Gustav lent Nika a hand.
>>You're getting there, Nika.With a pained expression, Nika held onto her stomach standing up as she took Gustav's hand.
>>Good.>>I have a feeling you're gonna do well in the match. Good luck. 