Ulti narrowed her eyes happily, raised both arms, and launched herself at Good, wrapping her arms around his neck like a koala and swinging back and forth.
"This little lady missed you so much!"
"Mm-hmm, I missed you too."
Good lifted Ulti off him in distaste.
This girl was such a nuisance.
And where had she picked up that trendy way of calling herself "this little lady"?
"Yo, everyone's here!"
Good looked at the Flying Six and greeted them warmly, then shifted his gaze to the furious Who's-Who.
"Huh? Brother Who's-Who, who beat you up like that?"
"I fell!"
Who's-Who snorted.
Outmatched, he could only swallow his anger.
After spending the whole night aching in bed yesterday, he had finally thought of a way to defeat Good.
As long as he kept a safe distance, he could use his superior speed to seize the initiative. Beyond that, he needed to develop a finishing move capable of piercing Good's freakish defenses.
He would avenge his humiliation!
Good patted Who's-Who on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You're one of the Flying Six. How can you go around with a broken horn? Tell you what, I'll have someone fit you with a gold one later!"
"Thank! You!"
Who's-Who's eyes blazed as he forced his thanks through gritted teeth.
The other members of the Flying Six exchanged looks and immediately figured out what had happened.
So Good had beaten him up!
Sasaki stared at Good, his brows tightly furrowed.
He had thought he would be competing against Who's-Who for the right to challenge the All-Stars. He hadn't expected Good to be able to defeat Who's-Who.
Just where had this guy come from? If he was strong enough to defeat Who's-Who, why had Sasaki never heard of him before?
"Let's head inside!"
Good