3 Fight Club, winning the first fight!

I robbed a minimum of 5 drug dealers this night and had some decent amount of $721, this business sure makes a lot of money. I also got some information about a fight club which was not too far away from the place where I am at.

I went into a clothing store and bought a hoodie and a track pant, it was oversized and did a decent job to cover my muscular body. I just appeared big with broad shoulders in those clothes.

I went to a drugstore and bought some bandages to cover my face with it. I did not want to take a risk with some unknown fight club, sure this was not my true identity, but never hurts to be careful.

I wrapped my face and hair in bandages tightly and covered my head with a hoodie on top, I was looking a little intimidating to be honest.

The fight club was located in the basement of an abandoned building, I knocked as soon as I reached there.

"First rule of the fight club"

What? Was there something like that? That shithead did not give me the password.

"Umm..never talk about the fightclub?" maybe I have to appeal to the boss of the fight club to let me fight.

"Enter" what? What a shitty password. I do not have high hopes for the fighters here.

"Who's the new guy?"

"Don't know, don't care"

"He's big"

I heard some talks about me as soon as I entered, I went to the counter directly

"Sign me up for a fight"

The guy looked at me weirdly before speaking

"sure fill your details" he passed me a form. Wtf? Is this an organized fight club?

The form was basic, name, age, height, weight, fighting style. I used an alias 'Bandageman', just kidding I was 'The Titan' not very creative but will do. I wrote my fighting style as freestyle.

"What is the betting ratio?"

"Since you are a newcomer it's 2:1 for normal fighters but 10:1 with champion fighter"

"Is the guy currently fighting the champion?"

"Yep, he never lost a fight in this club, he's a beast"

I observed the 6'8 ft guy with thick beard like a viking who was using big moves, my brain automatically worked to find his weakness and created a counter play against him. Winning against him was as easy as stealing a candy from a child to Kanoh Agito.

"Sure, I'll fight him. 721 dollars is my bet"

"Umm.. are you sure? You might get seriously injured"

"I won't"

721 times ten is 7,210 dollars. I can live with that. I made calculations as I walked towards the ring.

It was just people surrounding the fighters in a circle, the floor was dirty with all the blood from the previous fights.

The announcer stepped in between and said the cliché stuff

"The last fight for today! Between the champion, 'The Living Death' and a fresh face who calls himself 'The Titan'! Make your bets"

The people were surprised by my challenge to the champion, almost all the bets were against me as it was easy money.

After the betting ended, the announcer stepped out of the ring as people started shouting and cheering. We were surrounded by cars and people were sitting on their hoods as they cheered for the guy The Living Death, honestly what a lame name maybe he's a chuunibyou.

People continued to cheer

"Kill that guy!" well, I think that is not allowed

"Make him suffer!" we'll see about that

"Fuck his mom!" well that's necrophilia

The Living Death roared and ran towards me. His movements were sluggish and heavy, his form was clumsy, his only advantage was his size.

His punches appeared in a slow motion, I dodged with little movement my eyes fixed on him, his breathing was getting heavy I stopped dodging and jumped into the air extended my right hand as I applied 30% of my power to punch the face of my opponent

The Living Death fell to the ground as the crowd stopped cheering, I walked out of the encirclement and approached the guy at the counter

"My winning money"

"S-Sure, t-take it" his hands were trembling

I left the club with 7.210 dollars, they were a decent amount considering this is 2000s.

I quickly left the place, as the most cliché scene now would be the boss of the fight club asking me to hand over the money with guns pointed at me. I may be strong, but I could not dodge bullets, not yet.

'System, show my synchronization rate'

[Ding! Current synchronization rate :

Kanoh Agito : 0% -> 4.7%]

That's progress alright, I made money and progress this night, I have to plan leaving the orphanage soon. I could just make a fake couple adopt me and pay them later in the appearance of Kanoh Agito or I could just escape the orphanage but the matron and the sisters were all nice towards me and would search for me with worry, they will file a missing complaint, and it will be all unnecessary. I do not like that, I'll just fake my adoption.

I took a lot of turns and made sure no one was following me as I reached the orphanage. I undid my template as I reached the orphanage.

I slowly walked towards my room and climbed onto my bed as I slept.