[3rd POV]
The cheer of the crowd was neverending when the match finally came to an end. The world had not seen such an exciting fight in a while.
The crowd did not have any silence or control as they cheered madly for Yuito while he was declared the winner. The people of Korea who were rooting for Museoung were not even mad because of his loss due to how entertaining the match was.
They knew it was not that Munseoung was weak, the new guy from Japan was just that strong and amazing.
Yuito finished up the match and won the championship medal and was given the reward of 100000 dollars.
They spent some with the award ceremony and unexpectedly, most of the audience did not leave but see through the whole event just for Yuito.
After everything was done, Yuito returned back to his locker room where he was approached by the UFC.
Joe Rogan and two agents came to him and they finally signed him in the UFC. The tier and the time of his first match were still not decided but for now, they signed a contract that should last for 5 years, during which Yuito was expected to fight at least 3 times and if he wanted more, it will be only with his decision.
Joe Rogan and the UFC gave him a very good offer and were extremely nice to him as they knew how valuable Yuito was as a fighter.
The contract also did not allow him to fight in any other MMA promotion match without the consent of the UFC, he was allowed to fight in tournaments on the other hand. This was very uncommon but they made the exception for him.
He was young and wanted to compete too, especially in other sports. The Japanese Sports Association was also still looking forward to media in the Olympics from him.
The news about Yuito being signed to UFC was also released by the UFC officials and that further added to his hype.
The UFC marketing team did not waste any time and began advertising Yuito as their rising star and that he was going to fight soon. He became the most anticipated upcoming fighter, almost akin to an already world-champion martial artist who decided to try MMA.
Yuito Fujita, the underdog fighter of Japan was making waves around the world.
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[Yuito's POV]
(The next day)
I looked up at the bright blue sky with white clouds sparsely spread across the canvas of the sky. I sighed for the nth time while looking up.
"I miss home." I said to myself, my voice cracked as I felt like crying.
I came out completely unscratched from the tournament and my plan was to immediately go back home today.
But there was a slight problem that I never accounted for. The flight back to Japan was already fully booked for at least the next two days.
Many people from Japan and even the officials from the Sports Association had come to Japan to watch my fight and support me.
They were quite a number of people and they were smart enough to book for the flight back the next day or the day after. They knew it was going to be rushed.
But as a dummy who doesn't deserve 18 stat in intelligence that I am, I had no idea about what was going on and never booked ahead.
So here I was, stuck in Korea for at least today and tomorrow. There might be an empty seat the day after tomorrow.
To be honest, if I really, REALLY wanted to, I could maybe call up the Japanese Saports association or even ask one of the fans to give away their ticket to me but after I called my mother and told her about the situation, she told me not to hurry too much and take care of myself or get myself check-up for the time being.
Typical behavior of a mother. I guess the mother side won over the lover side.
I miss her.
I miss Marin.
I miss Komi.
But most importantly, I missed Kurumi.
I miss everyone.
"..." I brood and bask in my loneliness for a few more minutes.
Not that that's out of the way, let's think about how I am going to pass the time. What am I going to do?
I was confused and did not know what to do. but not because of what you might think.
I knew so many things I could and wanted to do that I didn't know what to do. If that made sense.
I was in a foreign country, where I could spend a month just seeing the popular tourist sights and testing out the local foods.
And I was in Korea no less, it was literally the dream country of fighters. You could find mysterious masters and strong fighters in almost every city.
Korea is to fighters what Japan is to weebs.
Before I got too deep into my thoughts, I heard someone panting and running towards me. i got up from where I was lying down - the park bench - and looked around.
I was in a park in Gangnam, but it was not very popular so there were barely any people around. It was currently early in the morning and the sun had risen not too long ago.
My eyes finally landed on the person who was running towards me. It was a scrawny-looking guy with powerful, determined eyes unfitting of his small build.
"Hobin, how many laps does that make."
"The 27th." He answered while gasping for air like a fish trying to breathe oxygen on land.
"Well, make sure you finish the 50 laps before going home." I told him, "I'll be going now, see you after school."
I got up from the bench and took my leave.
"See y-you later *heee~* *hooo~*" Hobin shouted while I walked away. I quickly put on my hat and face mask before waving at him while leaving.
I have decided what I wanted to do to pass the time today and even the next day.
I was going to tour the country of Korea and visit different districts of Seoul. I was in Gangnam and already toured the district so now I was going to visit other places.
Not only was I touring the district but I was going to look for characters I knew from the PTJ universe and find out which series are included in this world of mine.
I needed to make sure about which timeline I was on and which series were included in the world I live in. I need to know the dangers I live with.
{This is getting me hyped up, so where are we going first?}
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"Gangbuk. Remind me what series and character I could expect from that district?"
{Gangbuk is the place where Questism takes place. And you might also meet a fellow prodigy there..)
I stopped walking. That caught my interest, a fellow prodigy?
It has been a long time that I could barely remember now.
"Who?"
{Johan Seoung, one of the four major crews God Dog.}
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Author : For those who don't read the Manhwa mentioned here, don't worry as I won't stretch this long and I will also make it interesting and give enough that you would understand the general of what's going on.
And I would also like to recommend you to read these manhwas, its winter holiday and if you have time, you should definitely try it. Especially lookism and questism
For those who read the manhwas, please don't rely too much on your knowledge and argue with me as I do have not much detailed knowledge and it is very hard to fit them into the story if they are canon. For example, I already established that Japan has weak fighters but in Looksim, that is not the case but if I recall correctly, Gun who is one of the most powerful fighter is from a clan in Japan and there was thatKurehei guy who can't get his dick up.
The martial arts part is necessary for the story as a driving force so bear with me, the ones who are only looking forward to drama and romance. Characters need a driving force and aim, especially the mc, I can't just make him a guy with no ambition except getting girls.
Like K-on with music, My highschool life with its mystery etc. You can't just let them go on their normal day not expect it to be borring if it is a normal story and not smut.
It was already established in the first chapters that MC wants to do his best with the second chance and aim for what he couldn't in his previous life.
After the whole arc, the whole action thing would end and we will focus on the two girls Komi and Kurumi, finally.
Anyways, that's it for the Author note.
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