Dick's face grew even redder.
He knew Ririko loved shopping. He knew any random item in her cart cost more than his prize money for the entire season.
But he felt that love shouldn't be measured in money. He would prove how much he liked her.
"Keep running your mouth, and I won't go easy on you," Dick said angrily through gritted teeth.
Goring sneered. All he had to do was goad Dick into throwing a punch, and this season's trophy would be his.
He was about to hurl his next insult at Dick-
Smack.
A slap landed on his left cheek.
Goring's head snapped to the right. Before he could turn it back, smack, a second crack exploded against his right cheek, knocking his head back to the left.
Smack. The third.
His head bounced like a ball being batted back and forth, from left to right, from right to left. After two full rounds, he finally got a clear look at the person hitting him.
Ririko rubbed her hands together.
This hulking brute with his ridiculous little mustache had such a foul mouth that even Jesus wouldn't have stood for it.
She enunciated every word:
"Whether I want Dick to buy me a bag is my business. You lose a game and throw a tantrum here like some lunatic sore loser. A maggot of a man like you has no right to be Dick's opponent."
Standing before him, she slowly took off her sunglasses.
Everyone froze, their eyes shaking in disbelief.
Goring rubbed his reddened face... If he'd known a beauty like her was here, he wouldn't have focused entirely on picking on Dick.
"I was just... joking with Dick."
Even Goring's voice had changed. There wasn't a trace of anger at being slapped; instead, he sounded faintly