>>6233503“I’m not here to *marvel* about his *incredible* escapades.” Matilda still believes her grandpa is embellishing his stories. “But there’s something worth mentioning. Something I’d like you to hear, it may motivate you to succeed.”
“What is it?” You’re curious now!
“My grandfather had a rivalry with this T-Rex’s mentor: Keiji Rikidozan. As a hired gun, my grandfather was an outsider to their organization. So, naturally, it didn’t sit well with Rikidozan that my grandfather’s services were required for important tasks. But instead of exchanging blows in combat, they tried to one-up each other within the boundaries of the job. Until they actually started fighting to determine who’d get each hit. Childish, I know, but my grandfather spoke fondly of such instincts — even if he was annoyed at the time. They didn’t see eye to eye... until my grandfather’s retirement.”
“Right, so he built the dojo.” You recall.
“Indeed. Rikidozan admitted that their bouts were the reason he became as formidable a fighter as he was, and pledged to face every man who carried my grandfather’s soul — until both men departed from this world to face each other in the next. Hence the reason my grandfather was quite picky choosing his disciples. They had a fight they couldn’t win in their future.” Matilda explains. “If anything, my grandfather believes he was never targeted by the mafia itself because Rikidozan put a stop to it.”
“So did Flint…?” You wonder.
“Yeah. It doesn’t take a genius to know who won.” Matilda doesn’t like the outcome. “Losing always comes with realizations if you’re not an idiot. Rikidozan started building a new generation to represent his spirit. And his prodigy is…”
“Mr. T-Rex himself.” You think this sounds quite like an action flick, but the thing is… “Don’t tell me you don’t want me to fight him, but let Flint do it instead?”
