Shu just never could figure it out, how people knew what flavours went well and how people decided this was the best way to figure out the food’s taste. He was definitely a little jealous, but he knew if he was never going to get a skill like that anyway when he wasn’t very good at making food dishes in the first place. There was only so much he could be good at and most things that occurred in real society was definitely something he was very good at. He could barely dress properly nevermind make food dishes, so that task was left to his own discovery and appreciation for people who could, even if it was something as incredibly simple as this fruit. “It really good…very really good…” Getting a mild fright when the he realised he could hear the announcer clearly from here he looked around before to Sasha, nodding quickly before they headed on back. Once they were back in he stared at the stage for a moment before he hiccupped when he was nudged, looking up to Sasha curiously, soon bouncing on his feet. “Ooh! Yes! I would like very much! I be very good today too so even better!”
With the stage set and everything cleaned up it was time to get the next match going, this time Takeshi going up against someone by the name of Jura. With Takeshi heading into the ring his opponent did too, a Uuonoe citizen too by the looks of it. They were somewhat skinny and a bit tall but fairly enthusiastic as instead of facing Takeshi with determination they turned around and waved at the crowd. The feeling that this tournament was all for fun no matter the injury was pretty deep in Jura, even as Takeshi started stretching and talking as if he had already won. “What? Convincing? I just wanna have fun, yo!” they called out, or rather she did as it turned out Jura was female, “Maybe not pretend you’re the bad guy here with that attitude!” The moment the announcer made the call to start Jura was straight in, moving fast and straight in with a spinning kick.
Viral glanced over at Yumi, sighing as she decided to tell him off. She was the one who suggested going out and now she was all chastising him. It wasn’t her decision to make, especially when she was going to shout at him. He didn’t know what was going to happen in the future but if he died then that was it, there was no need to care anymore. Grumbling a little he tried to find a way to make himself feel more comfortable, but he could hardly move so all he managed was a slight shift in position before he had to give up. “They just want me to be something I’m not…” he mumbled, knowing that all three of them were actively protesting against his ability to kill easily, “Aito and Vegeta…they just want me to filter out what the RRA wanted me to be. Korian though…he knows of the atrocities I’ve committed and has every right to hate me for it. The only reason he backs out…is because he knows he’s outnumbered. He’s terrified of what I’m capable of…”
Viral could’ve done without Yumi getting all upset with him, it didn’t help to talk to her about these things if all she did was get all upset. He had nobody else to raise his concerns with that didn’t treat him like something that had to be fixed, but all she was capable of doing was getting all upset about it. It often made him a little annoyed at himself, all he was doing was telling the truth and yet she was having none of it, acting like a bit of a child again. He was certainly irritated by that constant telling off, it gave him no reassurance that maybe something could be done about it instead of constantly denying it. Sighing when she tried to settle it down with a thank you he closed his eyes, the pain hardly easing just because he was attempting to relax. “I don’t need thanks, I was just doing what I was supposed to do…and not go off forgetting that everyone else existed…” he spoke lowly, “You should just focus on not looking terribly injured while I try and figure out a way to make the Empire pay for this…”