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Beyblade Gamer

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Chapter 3- Ginka

" So where did you learn your technique at. They're not many left handed shooters around, in fact why don't you battle me. I need more experience facing people with that technique anyways." Getting barraged by statements and questions from Ginka I felt a headache start to form. Whether the reason for that being, because I was unique enough to truly warrant it or because I knew with him around I would need to face an overpowered enemy one day or maybe everyday no matter what I wished, started to annoy me.

On top of that my action of standing up for the kid seemed to touch something in his heart and made him seemingly trust in my intentions and character as something good, and so he felt a need to get to know me and help me. As great and annoying as that was, one thing wasn't going to change. I knew it would be better to save some Ep, and store them up so I could fight him later with a higher combat power so he didn't have to hold back as much later when I did fight him. I didn't want to appear to weak in front of a Mc. I knew I would lose of course, but I still wanted to give the man a small challenge. So with that as a group we talked and were lead slowly to the burger joint which the show, well showed in the show. (AN:Tongue twister much.) Chowing down on the food I couldn't help but moan a bit as the burger reached the inside of my mouth. The faint taste of a bit of what seemed to be the steakish parts of the meat of a cow were mixed in made the burgers the best out of all of them.

Soon I came to realized from this that likely every restaurant in a show was truly better than any version from earth could be. I understood that anime fact at that moment and felt pure joy and hope that I would get to one day try every single anime food and go to every world involving food in some form or fashion. I also particularly wished I could try Ichiraku ramen one day, but I doubt that's possible. Enjoying my meal I told Ginka some things about the technique I learned only the day before. It wouldn't be much help, but I hoped it would make his future battles somewhat easier. Seeing his earnest face while learning and also considering he bought my meal. I didn't hold back any knowledge I got from the system. Sadly Ginka wasn't the most studious and tuned some of the lesson out. Still I did my part of the unsaid agreement for the burger, and now we just needed to do our own things.

Having finished up our meal we separated for the time being while agreeing to meet up later on for a match. Heading towards the beach now on my own I wondered what way I should practice for my first session. I needed to figure out a way to practice Beyblade without expending Ep.

"Don't worry host. I have heard your plight and created a new feature for you to use. Beyblade Dungeons, also I wish to inform the host since you won a battle against one normal person today and assisted in the defeat of a second you will be award 3 Bp. You have also earned 5 Bp for being involved in a part of the story of Beyblade. To operate the training room. It cost 2 Bp for every 3 hours of practice inside. The two modes unlocked for now are random bey simulation and Pulling training mode where you can use simulated Ep to fight or train and become familiar with your chosen path."

I felt my system was trying to make me into a wastrel with the terrible suggestion considering I could use that cash on more directly useful options.

Finally reaching the Beach I looked around and realized only a few people were battling or practicing here today compared to my usual Customer flow. Seeing my attendant working I yelled and gave a wave, "Hey Lilly, I'm back!" "Finally you numskull. Where were you off playing at." The yell being my only greeting. "Not playing, just relaxing my mind." I said, waving off the accusations which had been wrongly placed on me.

"Sure, just don't abandon me here alone to work like this alone again. I can't stand those guys who think there so hot coming up and flirting with me. Do they not realize how obnoxious they are when there only narcissistic about their own looks and think everyone should bow down to them. Still I suppose there's a few good people among them at least. But I'm still on the job, can't they try and contact me at another time if there a bit more interested or at least ask for my number instead. I just wish they were more thoughtfull..."

Giving her my condolences and listening to her constant talking; I actually started feeling a little bad for leaving her alone for such a long time, even if she's my employee, and I'm techniquely her boss. Still, I let her have a half hour paid break unlike some companies I know, and people say I'm a bad boss. I'll show them people.

Grabbing my launcher I headed over to one of the arenas and decided to practice my launching angle so the most energy can be kept when the bey hits the ground. It may not be a whole lot right now, while I'm weak. But once my energy pool sky rockets I just knew this would come in handy.

"Detecting host is trying to recreate the Skill Basics of Arial Launching. Giving host an option to learn the skill for its price 5 Bp. Does the host wish to learn."

Declining I continued to practice on my own for the next few hours. Even gaining the skill on my own once I hit the 4 hour point.

"Basics of Arial Launching Lv.1- A way to keep the rotations up of a Beyblade who is freshly deployed when they first touch the ground. Can also be used to help save your Beyblade when hit into the air. Each level of this skill increases your mastery of this maneuver till you won't take damage in this fashion unless its 100% completely unavoidable."

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