“Yeah! Shu do his best!” he spoke quickly, nodding a little, “If Takeshi win it kay, just want to have fun!” He was quite excited now, this should be a good end to the day. He hoped the people weren’t going to be disappointed in him and now with being able to take part in the finals he was going to have a great time again. Aito didn’t seem to be protesting, it must’ve been okay to fight. It was going to be exciting, especially when they hadn’t really fought before since the tournament all that time ago. Maybe it would go the same way, maybe he would end up winning or Takeshi by knocking him off the ring. He didn’t know what was going to happen, but he certainly hoped the crowd would enjoy it even if it did end up being playful. He just wanted to make people feel proud of him and happy for him, he couldn’t stand the thought of disappointing so many people. Hearing the announcer man speak up on the loud speaker his heart jumped, his eyes quickly going to Takeshi who went ahead before bouncing off the bench, making his way over to Takeshi.

Not giving much of a care about what the announcer was saying he bounced on the spot, feeling all sorts of excited. Everybody was going to be happy to see how strong he had gotten and how brave he was to minor bumps. With the announcer talking a whole lot Takeshi seemed to be a little impatient and headed up to the ring already, watching as he moved and headed on up to the stage, feeling a little confused but decided to follow him anyway. He thought he had to be called up, so he hung around in the corner a bit out of the way until it was time to get close. It was time to show that he was truly a capable fighter and not some weakling, he was capable of standing on his own two feet. Getting ready to fight he raised his fists, waiting for the announcement to start before bouncing forward; however, instead of coming at him Takeshi appeared to be moving back instead.

“Wha? N-No! Y-You said!” By the time Shu had rushed over it was too late as Takeshi had already thrown himself off stage much to the confusion of others and himself. Backing off rather quickly he felt the silence of the audience bore through his body immediately, gasping as he looked towards them and around. He couldn’t see them, but their silence and whispered words tore into him like he was the one at fault, like all this was because he had a slight bump on the head. It was his fault that he didn’t dodge that kick, he ruined this match for everyone with Takeshi seeing him as too weak to even try. It was a disaster, he had ruined everything, he wasn’t even giving the announcer any attention either as he tried to recover the crowd. Continuing his staring out he didn’t take any notice of Takeshi, his blank stare continuing before he suddenly snapped back into reality and threw a kick at Takeshi before backing off in a bounce, hissing at him angrily with his hands raised as if he might try to scratch him if he came close again.