Chapitre 44: Chapter 44: WhatxHappened
Today marks the end of Hanzo's training in Ko. It is March Third, and today is also the day Gon and Killua are set to arrive in the original manga. The training has been grueling for Hanzo, breaking him down and building him back up into a better man and a stronger one too.
Inside the quiet training room, Hanzo stands before the mirror, examining his reflection. His breaths are slow and measured. Over the past 3 weeks, he has bulked up a considerable margin reaching 87 kilograms of pure muscle with only 2% body fat. The ease he goes by in his mastery of Ko is expected as Ko is one of the easier Advanced techniques. Actually, I would rank Ko easier than Ken and En since it's like using Gyo, forming it into a ball with Ten, and then making sure no more aura goes out with Zetsu.
I walk up behind him, casually leaning against the wall. "You've done enough for today," I say, my voice light but firm.
He doesn't immediately respond, his eyes still focused on the mirror as he inspects his reflection. I can see the subtle tension in his shoulders, and the slight narrowing of his gaze as he analyzes himself. But after a beat, he finally nods, almost imperceptibly.
"I suppose," he mutters, straightening up and turning to face me. "The week is up so I can learn Ryu now right?"
I grin, a bit mischievously. "Nope, you're coming with me. We're heading down to the first floor to watch some fights."
He doesn't say anything at first, but I can tell he's skeptical. Hanzo's not one for watching other people fight. But I know this is exactly what he needs familiar faces.
"Why are we going to the first floor then? Would the two hundredth floor not be better as it has the stronger fighters?" he finally asks, the tone of his voice suggesting he's not particularly thrilled with the idea.
I give a nonchalant shrug, already heading toward the door saying, "You may be surprised." In a mysterious and wise tone.
I don't wait for his answer; I just start walking, assuming he'll follow, and of course, he does. He always does.
We make our way down to the first floor, the noise from the main arena growing louder with each floor we pass on the way down. As we enter, the massive arena sprawls out before us a sea of people sitting in the stands, fighters preparing in the corners, and the unmistakable tension in the air that only a fight could bring. The crowd is already getting worked up, their excitement palpable as the first match of the day is about to begin.
I catch sight of a couple of familiar faces, and I wave them over. Gon and Killua have just arrived. Gon's as enthusiastic as ever, grinning from ear to ear, while Killua's more relaxed, his usual bored expression hiding the sharpness in his eyes. They both spot us almost immediately and come over to join us.
"Hey, Lucas! Hanzo!" Gon calls out, his energy almost contagious. "When did you get here?! Are you also going to fight?"
I give him a smile. "No Gon remember I'm already a floor master and I'm just taking Hanzo to watch some fights today, out of our group Ponzu is the only one fighting. So are you two excited?"
Gon bounces on his feet, clearly thrilled to be here. "Definitely! Killua told me I can train and get money from this!"
Killua takes his hands out of his pockets and stumbles with a look of surprise flashing across his face. "Wait, you're a Floor Master?!."
After a moment the crowd gets up in surprise asking "Where where" before they point me out and everyone starts looking directly at me. I punch killua on the head just light enough for it to hurt before yelling, "You idiot! Why did you have to tell them!!!"
A few moments later everyone goes back to watching the fights and I glance over at Hanzo, standing quietly at my side. He's observing the scene with that same intense focus, his eyes scanning the fighters and the crowd. He hasn't said much since we got here, but I know his mind is already analyzing every fighter, every movement. He doesn't miss a thing.
I nudge him lightly. "Enjoying the show, Hanzo?"
He doesn't look at me, but there's a brief flicker in his eyes, a slight acknowledgment. "I'm observing," he says, his voice calm, measured.
The bell rings, signaling the start of the first match. The fighters step into the ring, and the crowd erupts in cheers. One of them is a big, burly guy, the other a leaner, quicker fighter. They circle each other, sizing each other up before the real action begins.
I glance back at Hanzo, and this time, I catch a brief shift in his expression. He's completely absorbed in the fight, his focus sharp, his body still. He's not here to relax. He's watching. Learning. I can see it in the way he tracks every movement, every shift in stance. He's not just watching for entertainment.
"This could be good," I mutter to myself as I turn back to the fight.
The larger fighter swings a heavy punch, and the smaller one dodges with a fluid motion, countering with a quick jab to the ribs. The crowd gasps, then roars with approval. I glance at Killua, who's watching the fight with a more discerning eye than I expected from him. He smirks.
"These guys are weak Gon just wait till we get to the two hundredth floor then we will see some real fights," he murmurs loud enough for Gon to hear.
I can't help but chuckle. "You're pretty funny, huh, Killua?"
He shrugs, clearly aggravated at my taunting. "What is that supposed to mean huh? You think I'm too weak for the two hundredth floor?."
Gon's eyes are wide with excitement, clearly caught up in the spectacle. "Wow! Did you see that move?! He dodged just in time!"
I watch Hanzo again, his face unreadable, but I know he's already analyzing the fight from every angle. Every move the fighters make, every mistake, every opening. He's a natural observer, always calculating, always thinking about the next step.
The fight rages on, but my attention shifts for just a second when my phone buzzes in my pocket.
When I take out my phone and answer I hear Nicholas's voice, "Boss the base is being attacked, there was a giant explosion just now and I don't think we can fight them off for lo... AHHHHHHH HELP PLEASE!!!"
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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