Known Fate

Underestimated.

The next morning, Nova found herself almost suffocating into Ohma's man boobs.
As wonderful of a death that would be, it's finally her turn to fight later today.

"Ohma, I'm gonna suffocate."

He only groaned, but loosened his grip on her smaller frame, making her let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay seaweed-head. Wakey wakey before you end up in Bikini Bottom for being mistaken as being part
of the ocean vegetation." She spoke groggily, getting out of her bed, doing some morning stretches. Her back audibly cracked, making her let out a satisfied sigh.

"I don't know where that place is, but I could definitely escape it. Where is that anyway?" He asked, eyes still closed as he sat in her bed.
Her neck cracked from snapping her head back to his sleepy form, glaring in disgust.

"You uncultured swine."

Yes, he actually stayed this time. Not like he had any choice, he literally passed out shortly after Nova had her fun, making him probably burst a blood vessel.
He didn't care either way, at least he didn't burst in his pants.

He has never been this vulnerable to someone else before. He couldn't believe how smitten he already was for her, it's like he had this spell casted over him. He felt weird, he was easily dominated, and the worst part that he actually enjoyed it. I mean, it was only logical for him to be the one in charge, to dominate, to protect the ones who matter to him.

She was driving him wild, and it was a hard pill to swallow for him.

They both got ready in an hour, she decided to stun again by wearing a black, fitting dress. She might have a fight today, but she refused to look bad before doing so.

They arrived at the arena shortly after. They separated, which Ohma took a little better now, and he went to find his employer.

The first match was about to begin between Saw Paing and Yoshinari Karo, Mr. Yamashita looked around, slightly worried.

"I wonder what happened to Ohma? I haven't seen him in a while... Is he okay?" He asked Akiyama in concern, but it was quickly washed away when the man himself showed up.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He asked, acting just as casually like he always does, hands in his pocket.

Yamashita let out a sigh of relief, watching him interact with Kaneda, who was disappointed by the fact Ohma forgot his name already.

Yamashita watched him closely, his eyes narrowed onto a weird looking spot on the side of his neck, although his hair barely covered it. When he sat down, the realization hit him like a truck, his face immediately covering itself in a bright blush. Akiyama noticed it too, who both just stared at him, completely bewildered.

He felt them staring, but payed them no mind.
It was her time to fight today, and he couldn't be more excited to finally see what she was all about.

The matches went by like a breeze for Nova. Of course she watched them all. She cheered for her loud friend in the first match, his knuckle head seemed to be in favor for him, although sometimes she wonders what that thick skull of his was actually protecting, since they share one braincell when they're together. He still won at the end, and she couldn't be happier for him.

Rei won by delivering one fast punch to the maskot guy's jaw, knocking him down.

"That was the most anticlimactic thing I've ever seen. I also have a feeling that he's just quick, but throws pussy punches."
She spoke absentmindedly, arms crossed as she starred at the TV in front of her.

"Would I be too arrogant to say that I would have shrugged it off?" She asks the man, turning around.

"You would have." Kuroki spoke, drinking his tea with their employer. He didn't really pay any mind to his daughter's blabbering, but he could agree with that last statement. He trained her well, she would have shrugged it off, and knowing her, the only reason she would be irritated because he smudged her makeup.