Chapter 15

“Uncle! Three plates of your delicious fish fries and three plates of your famous chicken cutlets, please” Sasa ordered.

Charlot and Hemon sat on the tools placed in front of the little shop. Charlot looked indecisive and she kept looking left and right.

“Why are you fidgeting so much?” Sasa asked while she took her own seat beside them.

“Are you sure this is a good place?” Charlot asked while feeling a little unsure herself.

Sasa rolled her eyes and replied, “Yes, this is a good place! Stop looking like an upstuck bitch!”

“I am not!” Charlot quickly defended herself.

“It’s that I have never been to this side of the market before” Charlot confessed.

A young boy approached them and handed each of them a plate containing a big piece of diamond shaped fish fry and chicken cutlet wrapped in egg batter.

Sasa immediately used her hand to tear a piece of fish fry and put it in her mouth.

“Ow hot hot hot hot!” she exclaimed while blowing hot air out of her mouth.

Charlot copied Sasa and tore a small of the fish fry herself. She blew on the piece for a moment before putting it in her mouth. Her face lit up after she chewed on the piece and looked surprised.

“This is delicious!” she exclaimed.

“We told you!” Sasa replied while smiling.

Sasa put another piece of fish fry in her mouth and chewed slowly.

“Let me ask you guys a question” she continued.

“Why did you decide to become a fighter?”

Sasa looked at both of them expecting someone to start answering her question.

“I… I am not actually from the upper side of Raison as billed” Charlot was the first one to start surprising Sasa. She seemed hesitant to reveal more, but after taking a deep sigh she continued.

“My father… well he was a fighter, but he stayed an Orphan his whole career.

We lived on the outskirts, in a one room house… more like a mud hut. Life was tough, but my parents made things work somehow.

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From childhood I practised with my father in the art of spear. He taught me everything I knew, but it wasn’t what I had dreamed of doing. I trained with him so that I could spend time with my father.

When I came of age, my father got sick and he was unable to earn. That’s when I decided to apply what I had been taught from childhood. The only thing I knew at that point.

That’s how I came into this sport” She finished.

Hemon asked, “Then why do you bill yourself from the upper side of the city?”

Charlot looked straight at him before replying, “Because it’s the best way to get noticed by any family. You can train at better gyms, you can hire better teachers and you can practise with retired fighters who in turn give you valuable insights.”

Hemon asked further, “Isn’t it expensive living there?”

Charlot answered hesitantly,” It is and winning every tournament is the only way to pay for it all.”

Sasa “So you kept winning until Hemon beat you.”

Charlot looked sideways towards Sasa and answered her question, “Yes. I needed that Rais to pay for a practice session with a high profile retired fighter.”

Sasa suddenly had a realisation,” So that’s why you agreed to take part today! You really needed the Rais”.

Charlot gave a slight nod of her head and closed her eyes.

Sasa gave Charlot a pat on her back with a smile.

“Cheer up! Now you have us two to look after you. We got your back.”