𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓭 [jjk x reader]

37

We were led into a massive, empty parking structure, at least, the ground floor was empty.

Up above, on the second level, a huge rectangular opening had been cut into the ceiling. Spectators were already packed in, looking down over the edges. 

"They removed the ceiling so the spectators could watch from the upper floor while the match takes place on the ground," Yuji said, looking up.

"Yeah," I replied, scanning the area.

"And that's your opponent," the guy said, pointing towards the other side.

I followed his finger and my eyes widened. Standing there was someone, or should I say, some panda, I definitely recognized. I couldn't help the smirk that tugged at the corner of my mouth. "Well, this'll be interesting."

Yuji grinned too.

I pulled my katana off.

"I'll hold it for you," Yuji offered and I handed it to him. 

"Thanks," I said, cracking my knuckles.

"The first time I saw him, I was surprised too," the guy muttered beside us.

"Yeah?"

A voice echoed through the space loudly.

"So once again tonight, we present a high-stakes Fight Club tournament! As the live commentator tonight, we have John Bobbi!" the bald announcer shouted. "Let's introduce today's competitors! First, an assassin who suddenly appeared! Watch your back, folks! The dangerous katana girl, Y/n L/n!"

I snorted. 

"And her opponent, there is a panda. No matter if it stands or sits or walks. It's just a legit panda!"

"Panda!!!!"

I laughed, glancing up at the ridiculous announcement. The moment the bell rang, well, more like a guy clanging a metal pipe together, the match began.

Panda cracked his neck and raised his fists. I shifted into a fighting stance. Panda rushed me with surprising speed for his size, but I dodged left, sliding under his arm and landing a clean hit to his ribs.

He tried to swipe at me with a heavy swing, but I ducked, bringing my elbow up under his chin. The crowd roared from above. He backed up, giving me a little space, and then lunged again. This time, he threw a fake punch low and followed it up with a roundhouse kick that nearly clipped my head. I barely managed to block with my forearm. 

"Woah! This is the absolute best bout that I've seen throughout all my live commentary career!!" John Bobbi yelled. "Even though my live commentary career is only one month old!"

I blocked Panda's punches with ease, he was holding back, but not too much. Just enough that we could keep up the act.

"Panda," I said between hits, "Did you manage to see Hakari?"