Colder With Metal (Hololive x Oc)

Chapter 13: Mystical fire, Mechanical lightning.

To keep it brief, Yuikon was nervous, but not due to his opponent, he believes that she wouldn't go all out on him. He's nervous due to the crowd, What if they don't like him? What if they find him boring?

Yuikon has fears but what he fears the most is failure, if he fails to give out a performance, he doesn't know what he WILL do but he's certain that it's gonna be unpleasant for himself.

While he sits on a bench, a random bench, he's literally at a random park, eating a hotdog and some fries at a street vender. It was pretty good for something cheap.

"I should go back sometime, But not now..." Yuikon stood up, and began to walk... To a random trash can.

"Alright! No more stalling!" He then began his journey... To the bathroom.

After a while, a flush can be heard and Yuikon can be seen walking out, drying his hands with a paper towel. " Thank God bidets exist... I can't imagine wiping with my prosthetics..."

He shuddered at the thought. He looked at his built-in watch. "Fifteen minutes... I stalled for that long, I should hurry before the time runs out..." Hesitating a bit, Yuikon began to walk... Only to be called out by the voice of a man.

"Nervous?" The voice came from a man in golden armor. For more details, He had a pretty simple color palette, golds and reds, most of his armor seemed to be made of gold with a giant red cross across his chest plate, and a red plume at the top of his helmet.

"...Yeah? And you are?" Yuikon looked to the sides to make sure that he was the one who the man in gold was referring to.

"I go by a lot of names, but I'd rather not tell you for now." He was seen sitting on a bench as well, the same one Yuikon was sitting on earlier.

"Whatever, Goldie. Look, I have a fight in fifteen minutes, and I would rather be there or I might have four sides." Yuikon tried to cut the conversation short but to no avail.

"Funny, and a fight you say? Well, I do have some experience with hand to hand combat, assuming you fight with your fist." He stood up and pulled a whole milkshake out of nowhere, and began to drink it.

"Yes, but I don't have any time for any of your wise old man advice..." Yuikon tried to cut the conversation short but once again failed.

"I'm like a year or two older than you." He almost sounded offended.

"Whatever you say, Gilded-guy, I best be on my way, don't follow me if you're not intending to watch the tournament."Yuikon decided that he must be there as soon as possible and activated his lighting abilities. He leaped up in the air and now was traveling high speeds.

"You're an interesting one, huh?" The stranger smiled, then everything turned black...  And then the world came to be once again, this time... The man in gold was nowhere to be seen.

Meanwhile, Kiara has been waiting for about five minutes, clearly upset at her opponent's late arrival, she demanded an umbrella at her side while she waits.

"That Fucking Arschgeige! Doesn't he know that he should make a lady wait!?" Kiara then closed the umbrella and then threw it out of bounds.

"I swear to God, if he gets cold feet after challenging us to a fight..." She mumbled angrily, then, something crashed down the arean from above, a lighting trail was also seen.

"Correction, I wasn't informed of this tournament, let alone sign up for it!... If anything, You're the challenger!" Yuikon emerged from the cloud of debris.

"Heh... I hope you have the strength to back up that confidence, you little shit!" Her sword appearing out of thin air, she then sends out an arching flaming slash.