Kengan Ashura - 3 : Registration

*Tokyo, Nerima-ku Ward.*

Arrived at his destination, he calmly scanned the corners to find some special entrance. A commercial of sorts brought him here. The only thing he hopes for is that he has enough money to be able to enter.

His gaze caught a small, abandoned, rather old wooden structure with an open door that led only into darkness. Surely here, he headed for the structure before entering it serenely.

His senses were at full range, the slightest danger would be perceptible to him.

His footsteps stopped as he caught the gaze of a tall, muscular, shirtless man with lots of tattoos on his body, he had a very dark look on his face as he gazed at the new guest.

"The entrance fee is ¥10,000, the move will happen right after." the man said with a firm tone.

Surprisingly, the price is lower than he thought. Probably a way to collect more money and customers easily. But this place is definitely not a sandbox...

Pulling out a dozen yen bills and handing it to the guard, the man passed him by as he walked down a slightly dark hallway before spotting a woman at a rather neat table.

The woman had black hair tied in a ponytail with two bangs on the sides of her face, a rather voluptuous figure while maintaining a professional posture. A beautiful calm lightly made up face having a rather cold atmosphere as she looked at the newcomer. Thin red lips with a short nose. She wore a rather tight full black uniform that showed off her generous assets.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds. Senshin didn't expect a beauty to be in such a lost place, naturally he admired the view without being obscene. The pair of dark eyes were watching him as well.

The woman had a surprise but did not show it, it was the first time she had seen a man here with such a refined appearance. Although the black shirt hides it, she could see the muscles, so a fighter came to register here. Her eyes... She got lost in them when she saw such a beautiful pair.

Mentally sighing, she settled back into place as she felt pity for the new ones. Many people come out mutilated or even dead from this place, maybe he will be one of them too.

"Yo ! The guy at the entrance told me to head over there, you must be the person to pick me up I guess." Senshin greeted him carelessly, female or not, that's not his intention in the first place.

The woman did not care about familiarity, being accustomed to ruder men. She answered him in a professional tone : "I am Mio Nagata, the manager in charge of fights as well as newcomers. Please give me the following information so that I can check you in, please." She handed a document to Senshin, patiently waiting for him to fill in the following information:

-Name:

-Age :

-Height:

-Weight:

-Weapon(s) {optional}:

Taking a pen from the table, Senshin started filling in the requested data. He didn't currently have a weapon, his legs are enough.

-Name: Jin-Senshin

-Age: 23

-Height: 185 centimeters

- Weight: 93 kilograms (205 lbs)

-Weapon(s) {optional}: None

He handed the sheet to the secretary, who began noting down the information on the computer in her office. Seeing his name, she wouldn't have thought he would be a Korean with such a smooth, deep accent. He was also rather young despite looking handsome and mature, a year older than her.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Now I will explain the details of the arena and the combat system. First of all, you should know that this place is only a branch of a combat association. coming from the USA." This declaration rather surprised him, it is true that Kengan is not the only existing association in this world and that there are some which are as influential. But a die in Japan is quite strange.

"Each participant has a number assigned to him via his data which represents the position he holds in the association, a person with a lower number than another participant has the right to challenge him. To climb the ladder, it is enough win fights or face a number greater than his own and take his place." A you she said seriously thinking about reckless people who foolishly confront people above them without thinking.

Senshin didn't show any reactions, it even made him curious. Such an association is not mentioned in Kengan, reaching first place is an interesting challenge.

{Ding! You have received a bonus quest!

-Reach one of the top three positions of the Eagle association.

-Rewards based on your location:

•3rd: +2 in the mastery of each arts and +3 in all the physical statistics.

•2nd: +4 in the mastery of each arts and +5 in all physical statistics as well as 10 system points.

•1st: +8 in the mastery of each arts and +10 in all physical statistics + Learning book on the martial art Full Contact Karate practiced by Han Daewi (GoH)

Time: until the end of the year.}

Obviously, there are a lot of surprises today. The only martial art capable of giving him trouble that does not exist here, he can have it by simply reaching the first sentence. Of course, it wasn't so stupid to think that the system would give such great rewards if it were that simple.

"So, Miss Nagata, let me ask you a question. The first places of the association do not follow these rules in particular, do they ? Because it would lead to an inner conflict to be managed if all the people wish to confront these guys." He then concluded that his hypothesis was confirmed by seeing the expression of astonishment on the woman's face.

"I must praise your intuition, Mr. Jin. Indeed, the first ten places cannot be taken by a duel or a specific score. Each year, a battle royal if I may say so, is organized to make the ten fight against each other and to define a ranking according to the result. To move up to 10th place, the 11th has the possibility of facing this person in order to take his place. The rest must follow the pattern that I mentioned to you previously.

Mio naturally explained how it works, he's not an aggressive or rude individual on top of that so she doesn't see any problem with that. It is also the first person guessed this at registration.

"Well, thank you for clarifying the details for me. May I know the rules of the arena ?" Keeping his expression still calm, he wondered whether willful killing was allowed or not.

"Of course. There are only 3 rules that the contestants must respect. First, it is forbidden to possess weapons or armor, the personnel must be warned before for the weapons. Second, if one of the two candidates declares forfeit, the other has the obligation to stop his blows or he will be disqualified. And finally, thirdly, blows to the private parts are prohibited." She said, looking at the man who was unresponsive but calmly taking on a thoughtful look.

"In that case, I assume that murder is authorized ?" Of course, killing is an experience he has never had and which will come sooner or later in such a world.

"Murder is indeed tolerated but should be avoided so as not to get a bad reputation."

"I see. How's the combat system going ? Is it in turns or in a single round ?"

"The fights take place in a single round with an indefinite time, to have victory you must either win by K.O, forfeit or the murder of the opponent." She declared with her usual calm tone.

"So could I have a staged fight with one person if possible ?" He said expectantly. He wanted to fight fast. That's what he came for after all.

"Naturally, I can arrange a fight for you with another competitor according to any filter you wish. I recommend that you do not aim too high for your first time." She said as she opened a special page that contained several profiles, the mouse went to a small "Filter" tab and several things appeared.

Filter of number of fights won, weapons used, known martial arts, body size of the opponent... Overall, there are the most important ones and it's rather interesting.

Getting a little closer to the woman, he stopped to ask her permission: "Can I come closer to look ?"

"Sure." She tilted the computer slightly towards him as he approached the screen, being close to the woman, about fifty centimeters away.

He could smell the sweet scent emanating from her, a blend of vanilla and cherry. Not dwelling on it, he looked at the filters he would like to put on.

Meanwhile, Mio was carefully watching the man next to her. Although she let him approach, it was still a bit awkward for her. A virile and powerful masculine aroma, she didn't even know that this smell could come from a man... Those she met didn't have this kind of perfume. Shaking her head, she focused on what he was looking at in particular.

Of course, Senshin's energy constantly purified his body in addition to the powerful blood flowing through his veins, even though it was sealed. His smell is obviously the most pleasant to smell on this very planet, but he did not know none of that. It can also be disadvantageous in combat if someone is specifically trained in smell, like Lihito with his fingers.

"Interesting... Put the win fights filter at 10-15 and whatever else." He had no time to lose, experienced men with a minimum of experience is more profitable for him.

"It's suicide ! Fighting opponents of this level without knowing what you're getting into, don't be blinded by your pride ! Please reconsider your request." Mio stood up and surprisingly slammed the table with both hands, swinging her chest but Senshin didn't care despite her anger

"Don't worry about that, I don't have suicidal tendencies. Besides, you're insinuating that I'm weak without even knowing myself. Do I look that reckless ?" He said in a slightly angry tone upon hearing the woman's statement. He could take those guys down with no problem with his martial art but she had nothing to do with it after all.

Mio calmed down and sat up following her previous impulsiveness. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. I can't bear to see new people leaving to directly confront an already well-ranked individual only to end up crippled or even dead..." She said, regaining her composure with a tone of apology. He's not the first person to ask her to choose fighters raised for a first encounter, every time a new one dies a guilt washes over her.

"I don't blame you, there's nothing wrong with getting pissed off at a guy who claims he's good enough to take on a high-ranked opponent." He then brought his face closer to her, speaking to her in a firm tone.

"Except I can stand by my words on the pitch, unlike those guys who drown in their pride.

I will win, don't worry about it." he said before stepping back, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket and a lighter.

Seeing his action, she blushed slightly in anger for his audacity before seeing what he pulled out : "Smoking is not allowed here,

Mr. Jin." She said with a firm and deadly tone as he felt a thrill seeing that look.

"Scary..." He finally put them away before leaning against a wall and waiting for Mio to find him an opponent. Well, it will surely be interesting.