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So Kanon is cooking.

This training wasn't a special one. Although Kanon was wearing weights, she didn't intend to go hungry and brought enough food. If she didn't think driving a van into the forest was too pretentious, Kanon would have liked to just bring a whole truckload of frozen meat to satisfy her cravings anytime...

Well, now there are only some vegetables in the pot, and some mushrooms that Hanon picked at random.

The Hungry Ghost Plains Forest was devoid of birds and beasts; it was a paradise for all kinds of plants. Numerous herbs and mushrooms grew here in abundance. While the effects of the herbs were uncertain, with her experience of two lifetimes, Hanon naturally knew how to choose the unassuming, non-poisonous mushrooms—except for the Crystal Glow Mushroom. This mushroom, commonly known as Dog Urine Moss, was common in cities and plentiful in the forest. Although its appearance wasn't vibrant, Hanon had heard adults say it was poisonous since childhood, so she dared not pick it now.

A pot of stew was bubbling away, making the wait agonizing, so Hanon decided to ignore it, go for a short break, and come back to eat right away.

Through this period of preparation and training, Kanon's strength has indeed improved significantly. Although the "magnificent Blackwood Castle" is not yet ready to be conquered, the Fang of Destroyer from her memories is no longer a match for Kanon!

Of course, the real Kanon is definitely stronger than when she fought Nito. Just like how Kanon, who repeatedly overestimated the speed of the Thunderclap, still miscalculated, battles between fighters are very dangerous, with every step a challenge. To be conservative, Kanon may not be able to beat Kanon now, but she can definitely put this champion of the Kengan matches in a desperate situation.

After reviewing the newly developed technologies, Hana was completely exhausted. Hungry, she walked back to the stew place, only to find to her surprise that her dinner was gone.

It's gone, it's gone, it's gone.

Not only that stew, but the thief also took all of Hanon's food bags.

"Aaaaaah! Who stole my dinner?" Hanon was instantly furious. The thought of not having any food reminded her of the hunger she felt during her last special training session, and she immediately went berserk.

"It must have been stolen by someone else cultivating in the Tree Sea. How tasteless! How rude! They could have just asked me for it directly, or even just robbed me outright. Why did they have to steal it!"

Well, actually, outright robbery isn't right either...

In short, the enraged Kanon began running and traversing the forest, searching for any possible "thief," and soon she locked onto her target.

A man in a white suit is serving himself a bowl of stew, ready to eat.

"You brat, take this!" Hungry Hanon kicked out, then realized something was wrong: "Oh no, danger..."

With a quick retraction of her foot and a dodge, Hana barely avoided a bolt of lightning.

"You dare to fight back? And you even tried to kill me!" Hua Yin saw clearly that the thief who stole dinner carried a long sword, and the flash of lightning just now was the flash when he drew his sword.

"Oh, it's actually a little girl." The man observed Huayin with interest: "I made a mistake. Seeing how much food you put out, I thought it was a strong man. If I had known it was a girl with a small appetite, I wouldn't have taken it all."

He still showed absolutely no shame for stealing!

Hanon grew increasingly furious, and she formally assumed a fighting stance: "Prepare yourself, you bastard, you'll pay the price."

"Pah! I don't even have to pay for meals at restaurants in the city. You're not satisfied with a few pieces of your mushrooms?" This guy is talking more and more like a villain. He's truly an incurable evil personality...

"Call me Fukube, and remember this name when you go to hell," the dinner thief said, thrusting his sword forward.

There will only be two chapters today, so there's no point in saying more. Please forgive me.

Section 87, Chapter 87: Punishment

Fukube's thrust was swift—for an ordinary martial artist.

As for Hanon, she hadn't been an ordinary martial artist for a long time, and reacted immediately, dodging the blade with a backflip and charging at the man named "Fukube".

"Who cares who you are, you're going to eat my cosmic illusion!"

"Heh, that's pretty fast." Fukube showed no concern and faced Hanon with his longsword. If Hanon continued forward, she would definitely run into the blade.

Hanon's eyesight was incredibly sharp, so she naturally saw the gleaming sword tip. However, she did not stop or withdraw her attack. Instead, she shifted her body and changed her angle during her rapid charge.

This technique is a divine skill that even Gensai Kuroki would find difficult to deal with: disorder.

Fukube hadn't expected that Kanon, who was charging at high speed, could adjust her direction. His longsword was too late to stop her, so he could only use his free hand to brush against Kanon's side, and then use the twisting force to bounce her body away, avoiding being hit in a vital spot.

A defense that loses the initiative is not perfect. Fukube's hand, which he used as a pivot, was crippled by the huge impact. Not only was his skin and flesh rubbed raw and bleeding, but his wrist was also dislocated. It can be said that he was seriously injured in the very first encounter.

"Not only is she fast, but she's also very heavy. This is getting a bit tricky." Despite the pain, Fukubu was still able to calmly analyze the situation. The girl's speed wasn't unbearable, but her strength and the ability to suddenly change direction showed that she was no pushover. He never expected that casually grabbing some food during his training would lead him to such a tough opponent.

"Oh well, I'm here to train anyway, getting hurt is inevitable." Fukube's emotions were rather unusual. He felt no remorse for stealing Hanon's things, and he was not discouraged by the adversity. He held his sword in front of him again, ready to fight.

"Oh, so you're planning to focus on defense? Then I'll go on the offensive." Hanon smiled and resumed her Cosmic Phantom stance. Hanon has been particularly fond of using this move lately, since her opponents are either weaklings who can be defeated quickly or individuals with special abilities in the field of speed, all of whom have a high compatibility with Cosmic Phantom.

Fukube, holding his sword in one hand, sneered, "Come on then."

He thought to himself, "This girl is too strong. Fortunately, I can barely dodge her attacks with my speed. I can't draw my sword this time. I'll let her charge through and then stab her from behind. Even if she manages to dodge and counterattack, her movements will inevitably slow down, and she certainly won't be able to knock me down. Then I can devise a new strategy and fight a war of attrition. I have a weapon, and she's unarmed. I can slowly leave wounds on her body, and as she bleeds more and more, the situation will tilt in my favor..."

"Looks like you're ready." Hana took a deep breath, gathering her strength.

"That's right, I'm ready." Fukube's preparations were becoming increasingly thorough, every muscle in his body tense, ready to dodge and counterattack at any moment: "I can take any attack, no matter what it is~"

"Great, here I come!"

"bring it on!"

Hanon started... and then immediately stopped.

"Huh?" Fukube was so shaken by the sudden movement that he instinctively reached for his sword, almost stabbing himself in the process.

"What are you doing?!" After gathering all his strength, he abruptly stopped, almost causing Fukube to suffer internal injuries from holding it in. Moreover, Kanon on the other side was also uncomfortable and made no further moves, clearly indicating that she did not intentionally stop.

"Cough cough." Hanon, who had forcibly stopped, also coughed twice: "Oh, I forgot to unload the weights, I'm so sorry."

Then Fukube saw Hanon lightly loosen her clothes... and take off her coat.

The coat hit the ground with a dull thud, startling Fukube: "What is that?"

“It’s a weight.” Hanon felt a wave of relief and was jumping around to warm up. “When I was training in the Sea of ​​Trees, I carried a 70-kilogram weight. I was too angry about my food being stolen and didn’t think about it.”

She re-entered a fighting stance: "Now I'm back to my normal state, let's continue."

I'll keep going, you big dummy!

Fukube's composure was finally shattered. Just kidding, he was barely keeping up with that speed just now, and you're telling me that's the effect of wearing a 70-kilogram weight?

Well, the difference in strength is too great; there's no point in fighting. Fukube made a very decisive choice: surrender.

He immediately knelt down on the ground: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, please take this food back."

"Well... it's difficult for me to do this."

Kanon was extremely annoyed with this evil guy, but as the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face. Since Fukube had already knelt down, there was no way a fight could break out. Kanon could only try to make amends: "You steal my food, and if you can't beat me, you can just apologize and be done with it. Don't I have any dignity?"

"So what are you going to do?" Fu Bu was like a barefoot man who wasn't afraid of those wearing shoes. Since it seemed his personal safety was guaranteed, he decided to play the bachelor.

Hua Yin raised an eyebrow, having made up her mind: "I'll take this sword."

"it is good."

"I want your phone too!"

"You...you're a robber?"

"You were the one who stole first, weren't you?"

"...Okay, here you go!"

"Your clothes..."

You even want my clothes?

"Do not……"

Later, two men, both dressed in white suits, entered the forest and found Fukube.

"Fukube, how's your training going... Ah, Fukube, how come you're in such a sorry state?"

In their eyes, Fukubu's clothes were slashed beyond recognition, his sword was gone, and a small turtle had been carved into his face, apparently with a sharp weapon, and it was still bleeding. He looked indescribably miserable and pathetic, and a little bit lewd.

"Sigh, let's not talk about it." Fukube and his colleagues were just friends on the surface. It was already embarrassing enough that he was being ridiculed for being less skilled. If they found out that the other person was a little girl, his sixth-ranked "Guardian" ranking would drop another place, and he would become the bottom of the list.

“If you don’t want to tell me, then so be it.” The other two didn’t ask any more questions: “But you can’t go to see the BOSS like this. Get ready, the ‘plan’ is about to begin.”

Fukube nodded. It was time to get down to business.

But before that, Fukube was still very hungry. The food he had stolen earlier was taken back by Kanon before he could even touch it, and he hadn't eaten anything since.

"Hey, did you two bring any food?"

The two shook their heads, and one of them said, "I have a pot in my car, do you want it?"

"That works too. I just missed having stew earlier." Fukube nodded and casually picked a few mushrooms from under the tree. "Let's boil some mushrooms!"

Um, that kind of mushroom is called *Coprinus comatus*, also known as dog urine mushroom. The name is unpleasant, but that's okay; the key point is that it's poisonous…

As for Hanon, she had just finished eating the dinner she had reclaimed and had also gained a good sword and a cell phone for free, so she was in a good mood.

While fiddling with Fukube's phone, she noticed that the guy hadn't set a password. However, the phone looked brand new, and there wasn't much on it, except for one text message that caught Kanon's attention.

"Kengan Zetsukai's operation plan? This guy is connected to the Kengan Association?"

Author's Note: Fukube is not an original character; he appears in the postscript of the original author's manga. Even his absence from the Deadly Elimination Tournament due to food poisoning is...

Section 88, Chapter 88: Heartfelt Words

"Hey, Kanon, a big company has sent an invitation to the Kengan Tournament. Do you want to participate?"

Suo Mieko said this on the phone.

"No, I don't have time..." Huayin sounded weak and listless on the other end of the phone.

Hanon, who had just returned from the Forest of Trees a few days ago, was confined to her home by her uncle. Even if Takakaze Kirito was stupid, he could still find out that the fighter in his niece's best friend's family was Hanon. Besides, the name Hanon was so unique that people who didn't know it wouldn't know, but people who knew it would definitely guess what Flavor Sand meant.

Hanon loves fighting, and usually lets the Suoh family maids play around as they please. But this desperate elimination tournament is different from the others. Qi Ji is afraid that Hanon will also participate and hurt herself, so he becomes stricter than ever before. He locks Hanon in the bedroom and hires dozens of bodyguards to "protect" her day and night.

With such a formidable force, Hanon could easily force her way in, but the bodyguards were innocent, and Hanon didn't want to hurt anyone, which significantly increased the difficulty. Besides, forcing her way in would inevitably alert her uncle; would she really continue to flee after seeing Kirito?

In short, these past few days, Hanon has been like a caged bird, pitifully locked inside the house.

"Is that so? What a pity." Mihono remembered that Kanon had especially wanted to fight against a powerful fighter from a large corporation: "It's rare that one of the 'Three Heroes,' Mori, is willing to fight us, and the collateral is quite valuable. How about... I send Adam to fight!"

"No." Hana decisively rejected the suggestion: "Big corporations actively seeking battle, offering unsolicited favors—they're either up to no good!"

Miho, however, was quite certain the other party wasn't bluffing: "Relax, I did my research this time. The fighters from Sandri usually spend time with their sisters in England. They're back in Japan for the Deadly Elimination Tournament, hoping to warm up with some distinctive fighters and get used to the competition atmosphere. Because of that speed record, Flavor Sand is now a renowned speed-type fighter!"

"That won't work either. What if Adam gets seriously injured fighting powerful fighters?" Despite Miho's explanations, Kanon still wouldn't let Adam compete: "Do you remember what I told you before? If the information on that food thief's phone is correct, and this elimination tournament allows for the removal of fighters' qualifications and the replacement of fighters midway through, Adam will be a great asset to us!"

"Okay, then I won't let Adam participate either." Miho, who always obeyed Kanon, immediately refused Mori's challenge.

After doing all that, Mihoyo said with a hint of melancholy, "Hey, Kanon, actually, my family's debts are almost paid off, there's no need for us to participate in the elimination tournament! It's so much better if we just be ordinary spectators, why do you have to go through all this fighting..."

Hanon fell silent. Miho was right. Thanks to her and Adam's two victories, Suoh Seitetsu had escaped the embarrassment after the financial crisis. She had already fulfilled her initial intention of helping her friend pay off his debts. Going further would truly be a matter of interest.