"No money?" Kyoko pushed her doubts aside and immediately demanded, "What about the money you extorted from me? That was a whole million yen!"
Tetsuhiro was speechless. "Why do you have to bring up the one thing nobody wants to talk about?"
Kintaro lay on the floor, looking embarrassed. "Um... I spent it all."
"What?!"
Images flashed through Kyoko's mind of Kintaro living it up, drinking and fooling around with women.
The anger she had finally calmed flared up again!
Crash! It was as though her whole world had shattered!
It wasn't the money she regretted losing. She felt that everything she had done had been wasted, and she was utterly disappointed in Kintaro.
"You parasite! You disgrace! You scumbag!"
Stockpile, turn, fire!
"Haaack-ptui!"
She spat out a thick glob of phlegm.
"Ah..." Kintaro positioned himself and opened his mouth, ready to catch it.
Suddenly, the spit curved away in another direction.
"No!" With a whoosh, Kintaro frantically moved to where it would land and opened his mouth again.
"What the hell?" Tetsuhiro had never seen anything like this. He used Repulsive Force Control to send the phlegm flying toward Kyoko's feet.
"Let's see you catch that."
The next second, Kintaro lay stretched out at Kyoko's feet, actually lining himself up to catch it.
"You bastard! What are you doing?!"
Kyoko furiously stomped on Kintaro.
"Perfect opening!"
With a split-second maneuver, Tetsuhiro made the phlegm turn sharply. Kintaro had come within a tenth of a centimeter of getting it.
Then it flew straight to Tetsuhiro's feet.
Thump, thump, thump!
Pinned down by Kyoko's war stomp, Kintaro watched the phlegm hit the floor with an expression of pain and bitter frustration.
"No! Mine... That was mine..."
"Ding!"
``` [Congratulations, host! You have thwarted Kintaro's vital weakness for the first time and