[Short story, set between the duel and election arcs]
[It's so short that whether it ties into the main plot doesn't really matter]
Three years ago, in this very arena, she met that man.
In their first match, she disrupted the rhythm of his Bungee Gum. It was the first time Vira had experienced the thrill of "deconstructing perfection." His ability seemed whimsical, but in reality it had a precise internal structure. She found its structural weak point and dismantled it with one strike.
So she made it to the 200th floor, while he had to start over.
In their second match, Hisoka used his freshly developed Texture Surprise to fool her. At the final moment of the fight, Hisoka's fingers stopped half an inch from her throat. His smile was dangerous. "Next time, I'll make you even tastier~"
She broke two of his ribs in return. "You'll be even more broken."
They exchanged contact information and went their separate ways.
[I've finally written the ending, but it feels a bit abrupt. I originally wanted to write a few more chapters, but after writing the smut, I lost interest and couldn't keep the characters in character. I'll upload it after polishing it.]
[As expected, it went off the outline. I originally wanted two monsters with maxed-out stats to beat each other up, but somehow it turned into stream-of-consciousness again ૮₍ɵ̷﹏ɵ̷̥̥᷅₎ა]
[It should be about 70,000 words when complete (getting shorter and shorter / feeling guilty). You can follow this one or check out my new story. It's a silly, lighthearted one.]
[Hahaha, I revised it. It's a battle of wits and courage. Let's see how many revisions it takes.]
Theme: A little self-indulgence
