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Akira: Fifth Form Flame Tiger
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Akira: I can feel myself getting stronger.
With a quiet, measured movement, Akira sheathes his sword, the sound barely audible in the stillness of the dungeon. He pauses for a moment, considering his next steps.
His eyes scan the darkened path ahead as he continues walking deeper into the dungeon, searching for more enemies to test his skills against—or perhaps to refine them further. He had already dispatched 30 Kobolds without breaking a sweat, but he wasn’t satisfied yet. His desire to push himself further remained unshaken.
Timeskip
Akira made his way back to the surface, walking through the bustling city streets toward the Hostess of Fertility.
Suddenly, Syr appeared at the entrance, her face lighting up with a bright smile as she bounced toward him.
Syr: Yay, you made it! I honestly thought you wouldn't remember.
Akira: with a soft, calm smile Well, I did.
Syr's eyes sparkled as she led him to a table in the bar area. Moments later, Mamma Mia, the warm-hearted owner, arrived with a large bowl of meat and chicken, placing it in front of Akira.
Mamma Mia: Here you go, Aki. Thanks again for helping us out. I'll be sure to pay you for all your hard work.
Akira: his expression peaceful, a gentle nod Think nothing of it, Mia. It's the least I could do.
While Akira was enjoying his food, a waitress with brown hair and cat ears suddenly spoke up.
??: Nya! The party with the big reservations just arrived nyaa!
She then skipped out of the way as the Loki familia walked in and everyone stopped talking.
Akira: thoughts The Loki Familia... one of the top Familia, huh? I wonder if I'll ever get a chance to face off against Bete.
