Let’s fight like real men do

"Ahh, I was wondering why you looked familiar,

You have been one of my punchbags before!

I recognize you!

How have you been, punchbag?"

Vaan questioned with an excited smile before. Punchbag, however, didn't like what he was called, and neither did he like Vaan's tone.

However, he controlled his anger, and rather than lashing out, he simply glanced at the Host and,

"I wish to challenge Young Master Vaan next."

"The next challenger would be decide-" The Host was about to shake his head, but then,

"He is my fist's close friend.

We can change the rules for him a bit, let him cut the line."

Vaan spoke with a genuine smile on his face. Then, he glanced at the man and,

"Come up, Punchbag.

You don't have to wait for your turn like the others."

Punchbag didn't react to Vaan's words and simply stepped onto the stage, then he glanced at Vaan and introduced himself,

"Karl Vesta, I hope we have a fair duel."