Chapter 8

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Jyugo POV

I've been talking with Zakuro for half an hour now. Expect for the "sometimes" painful experiments, he makes this place not sound so bad. I can't believe it, I really can't, there must be a catch.

Zakuro: What is it?

Jyugo: Huh?

Zakuro: You are making a weird face. Did I say something wrong?

Jyugo: You are just making this place sound too...normal.

While Zakuro stares at me, I could see Elf standing on a platform above us, smirking at a screen. 'This can't be good. That psycho smiling that way could only mean something bad is about to come.

Jyugo: Zakuro! I was wondering, what is this place exactly?

Zakuro: Oh, an arena, of course.

Jyugo: Does that mean we are supposed to fight each other?

Zakuro: Don't be silly, of course not. We are supposed to fight another team of two.

'I bet whoever we are going up against is not going to be a normal person.'

All of a sudden, a portion of the floor opens, reveling two normal-looking guys. No shackles, no nothing. 'What's the deal with them?'

Elf: Now specimens, let's start this battle, shall we. Do not hold back. You are free to kill each other, though I would advise against it.

Zakuro: So we're fighting Chuya and Nathaniel. We can do this...probably.

(Chuya and Nathaniel from Bungo Stray Dogs)

Jyugo: Wait! What do you mean probably?

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