Do you think we'll be alright?

Finally, the highly anticipated day had come. Kaiser and Mizuki stood outside the grand Super Stadium, a magnificent building adorned with a majestic dome. Given the current buzz surrounding the prestigious tournament they're hosting, this particular spot is undoubtedly a must-visit in City C.

The event known as Super Fight lives up to its name, attracting attendees who are well aware of the excitement that awaits them. The atmosphere was electric with anticipation as both the spectators and the participants, a diverse group of martial artists hailing from different schools and dojos, eagerly awaited their turn to showcase their skills and vie for the coveted title of the strongest martial artist.

"Do you think we'll be alright?" As they approached the stadium, Mizuki couldn't resist asking again, plagued by uncertainty about their upcoming plans.

Kaiser sensed that Mizuki wasn't concerned about their safety, so he paused momentarily before turning his gaze towards the woman by his side.

Dressed in a fresh white karate gi, Mizuki's well-defined physique commanded attention. As she walked by, some onlookers couldn't help but feel a tinge of intimidation. However, amidst her imposing presence, there was an unexpected twist when he suggested she tie her vibrant orange hair into twin tails.

"That's why I invited you along, to ensure our disguise doesn't raise eyebrows... What's the matter? Please don't tell me you're not enjoying events like these?"

"It's not quite as simple as that. I can't help but feel a sense of guilt as if we've somehow deceived others. My conscience weighs heavy for the other participants involved."

Unbeknownst to Mizuki, they had inadvertently wandered into the stadium area while engrossed in conversation. As they strolled down the bustling white hallway, Kaiser instinctively intertwined his fingers with Mizuki's, guiding her towards their designated waiting room.

"Don't get me wrong, I sought assistance from someone to ensure that our names are properly registered for this tournament, so rest assured, we are not participating unlawfully."

The someone whom Kaiser sought assistance from happened to be none other than Fubuki. She had informed the committee about her connection with a skilled dojo master, and as a result, she requested that two of us, as imaginary master students, be included in the tournament.

Kaiser knew their cover would inevitably be blown, but he couldn't care less. After all, they were here not just for the thrill but also to track down one of the heroines on the system's list.

As the room remained empty, save for the two of them, Mizuki gradually regained her composure. Surprisingly, within a matter of minutes, she began to feel a sudden warmth creeping over her. She couldn't resist the urge to loosen a few of the snug areas of her karate uniform.

Kaiser felt a slight sense of relief as he noticed that Mizuki was still wearing her running clothes underneath. Her restless demeanor and ample bosom had inadvertently accentuated her cleavage.

"By the way, Kaiser, what are you really after in this tournament? I'm quite certain that you lack any martial arts expertise, and it seems that this event may not be suitable for you."

She pulled a stool towards the front of the table, attempting to ease her body into a more comfortable position. However, Kaiser noticed her gaze fixed upon him through the reflection in the mirror. Her curiosity was palpable, evident in her eyes that sparkled with anticipation. Kaiser, however, chose not to respond immediately. Instead, he positioned himself just a step behind her, his silence adding an air of intrigue to the moment.

Leaning his body ever so slightly, Kaiser felt compelled to whisper into Mizuki's ear, "Has something been troubling you as of late?"

Mizuki was confused by Kaiser's words, for in her eyes, he had merely posed an ordinary question. Ultimately, she found herself at a loss for words as the gentle exhale against her ear sent a surge of warmth coursing through her entire being.

"Little do you realize, but I keep a watchful eye on you far more frequently than you might imagine. I am well aware of your immense effort to elevate your standing until you triumphantly secured a coveted spot among the top ten in class B."

After uttering those words, Kaiser abruptly swept her twin tail hair to the side, then proceeded to lick the beads of sweat trickling down her neck. Naturally, she was taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. Yet, she remained firmly seated, her breaths growing more erratic by the moment.

"I-I don't mean to cause any trouble with Lily or anything… but seeing how much she has improved really motivates me to not want to lose to her."

He rested her head gently on Mizuki's shoulder, their eyes meeting in the mirror. As a playful glint appeared in Kaiser's eyes, a mix of nervousness and anticipation washed over her. Her gaze followed his hand, which was tenderly caressing her breasts.

"I've heard that you're interested in joining the Blizzard group. Naturally, I'll be there to support you, but I must admit, I'm quite curious."

As Kaiser's hand slipped beneath the folds of her open karate gi, he found himself compelled to venture further, seeking to make direct contact with her breasts concealed beneath the snugness of her running attire.

"Wait a minute... you can't squeeze my breasts while interrogating me like this... mmmh... you're cheating, even though you already know why, but you still tease me like this..."

The committee ensures that every dojo and martial arts school is equipped with its own waiting room. This provision brings Kaiser a sense of relief, as it alleviates any concerns about potential break-ins. He can indulge in his mischievous antics without restraint.

"Seeing your bashfulness brings me great satisfaction, which is why I implore you to share with me openly."

As the room lights shone brightly, Mizuki's lewd face became even more apparent. It was as if she herself had become aware of the subtle blush creeping up her cheeks. Her legs continued to fidget incessantly as if she were experiencing some discomfort in her lower region.

"Hmm...♡ I know... so please stop... nngh...♡ how can you act so shamelessly... ah...♡ you're twisting my nipples too tightly…♡"

Mizuki's once relaxed posture gradually grew lazier, as if she were melting into the fabric of the chair beneath her. As her crotch and chest were exposed, her karate gi began to loosen. The shapes of her snug running shirt became even more pronounced as Kaiser's hands continued to manipulate her breasts, molding them into different forms.

"Kaiser and Captain Mizuki, the tournament is about to commence. Please make the necessary preparations to join us for the opening ceremony," the voice of the committee resonated from beyond the confines of their room.

With a nonchalant gesture, Kaiser smoothly retracted his hand, leaving Mizuki oblivious to the unfolding events. As Kaiser leaned in to awaken her with a gentle kiss, he couldn't help but notice the mischievous glint in her eyes. Faced with this provocative, he was left with no alternative but to give her cheek a light, playful slap.