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“C’mon, Esperanza, don’t be a dick, and give Galactic the win.” You really don’t want to waste your time on unimportant details.
“My thoughts exactly.” Even if the wording isn’t to his taste, Jesse agrees with what you said.
“Fine.” Esperanza relents to peer pressure. “…I don’t know what a <span class="mu-i">dick</span> is, but I imagine it’s an insult.”
“It’s short for Richard, and also means pee-pee.” You poorly explain. Maybe it’s people like you who made Esperanza act this way.
“Don’t teach her that.” Jesse facepalms.
“I learnt what a <span class="mu-i">pee-pee</span> is, and I find your vulgar humor distasteful.” Esperanza frowns. Judging by Fiora’s reaction, she was the one who explained it.
“I don’t want to hear that from a window licker.” You adjust your glasses.
“…P-Point taken.” Esperanza has no rebuttal. “Ms. Kobashi, do you agree with those two about the result?”
“Yes, absolutely.” Fiora nods solemnly.
Esperanza grabs the megaphone. “Despite none of the competitors claiming to have quit the match, an unanimous decision from the jury gives Galactic Calamity the victory. Congratulations.” With the match over, Esperanza signals the flying referees to heal the competitors. You didn’t know you were acting as the jury… despite sitting in the jury stand.
“[MISSION ACCOMPLISHED…]” Galactic Calamity kneels from the pain, he knows he wouldn’t have told this story in other circumstances. Once healed, he stands proud. “[HAEIOU HAEIOU HAEIOU!]” His theme song starts blasting through the arena as he celebrates. You, Jesse and Fiora clap along.
Esperanza floats down to the broken ring to stand next to the winner.
“Galactic Calamity. You’ve earned a wish of your choosing. Well, as long as I’m able to fulfill it. But first, here’s your coupon.” Esperanza hands the pitiful prize to the spaceman.
“THIS IS IT..? No [trophy]? No [confetti]? No [CAKE]? THIS [CELEBRATION PARTY] IS SEVERELY LACKING.” Galactic Calamity looks disappointed at his stupid coupon.
“Hmm, I’ll have those for next time.” Esperanza writes it down.
“Is nobody going to ask if that Oliver guy is fine? He hasn’t come out of the hole yet.” Jesse isn’t even worried, just confused.
“He’s like a cockroach, he always finds a way to survive.” You smile. Jesse and Fiora exchange a look. “Okay, fine.” You grab Esperanza’s megaphone. “Hey! Oliver! You okay in there?”
“<span class="mu-i">Yeaaaah, I feel cooomfortableee hereeee!</span>” Oliver’s thumbs up shows from the hole. You smugly smirk at those non-believers. “A lot of blood though.”
