Why Was There an Extra Ring?

"Fine."

Kitagawa Kai picked up the controller again. "Since my disciple has sincerely requested it, I'll generously give you one more chance to challenge me."

Matsushita Chiaki reminded him, "Let's make this clear first. No going easy on me, but you still have to let me win beautifully!"

A row of black lines hung from Kitagawa Kai's forehead as his head filled with question marks.

Why were there so many demands?

"Chiaki, why don't you just take my controller too and control both characters yourself?"

"That wouldn't feel the same."

Matsushita Chiaki urged, "Hurry up and start, Godfather. Remember to take it seriously."

Fortunately, after tormenting Chiaki for so many rounds, Kitagawa Kai had already figured out the girl's style. As long as he controlled the pace a little, created the impression that they were evenly matched, then let her win in a reasonable fashion—

A minute later, both characters were left with only a sliver of health.

Kitagawa Kai revealed an opening at just the right moment. Matsushita Chiaki seized the chance to counterattack, finally ending her twenty-six-game losing streak.

"I won!"

Matsushita Chiaki excitedly raised the controller high into the air, then pulled out her phone and snapped several pictures of the results screen.

"Godfather, did you see that clearly? This is your disciple's true strength!"

"I saw it. Chiaki is number one in the world, her divine might unmatched."

"Even though that was pretty perfunctory, I'll accept it."

She saved the pictures with satisfaction, decisively exited the game, and gave Kitagawa Kai no chance to suggest another match.

"Aren't you going to press your advantage?"

"A true master always knows when to quit while ahead."

"Is that so? Why do I remember someone personally saying at the amusement park that the strong should ruthlessly humiliate the weak?"