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"Honestly, the rest of the Yakuza are cowards! Well... OverHo isn't, I guess. They all call themselves strong but won't even fight me!" I wonder why...

How else am I supposed to have fun with this shit? I joined OverHo because he beat me in a deathmatch, instantly. He's strong and I'll keep challenging him until I win one day... I'm not here because I'm indebted like the rest, I'm here because I was promised a good fight!

Rappa just catches it in one hand and then looks at it. "I mean... Free food is free food, right?" N o m .

"Few can still stand after my fists collide with them, I just want to see if there are more people out there that can take it!"

"The fuck's that look for? You think you can withstand my punches?"

"Then in that case... LET'S FIND OUT! Rappa pulls back his right fist, air swirling around it like a drillbit. He then proceeded to slam his fist into the other's stomach with full force.

"I'm a strong man, I'm sure I'd be fine." After you get pulled apart and put back together about 10 times, your body just kinda becomes... Well, immune to certain things?

Rappa looks at his now missing index finger, then back at Sarafine. Surprisingly, he seems unphased by it. "You can take a hit, but this is nothing! OverHo can do much more than this with just one touch!" Welp, time to go fight Overhaul and go get a finger back from it!

"Even if you used a weapon like a coward, you'd still go down from the looks of you." Rappa pops his knuckles and then rolls his shoulders. "I don't think weapons have /any/ place in a fight, you know?"

He simply hops back, huffing at the attempted attack when he wasn't fully ready. "If you wanted to fight, then you should have just said so! You might be able to take one blow, but I've fought three people more durable than you!"

"Eh, it's whatever..." Rappa shrugged before folding his arms. "A /real/ fighter is somebody that should use nothing but their own, natural strength! Blades, guns, and whatever elemental Quirks are lame and cowardly."

"Alright, Kid, but don't start begging for your life when I start pounding on you!" Rappa kicked off the ground, launching himself at Sarafine while sending out a barrage of punches, each flying at the speed of a bullet!

"A blade is a blade, no matter if it's part of you or not... That's that."

"Ever heard of training, Dumbass?" Sure, because fighting to the death is training...

"I'm a fighter, that's all I do. It's fun, and OverHo promised me fights if I joined him after he beat me in a deathmatch. I fight because I want to, and it's all I get as far as entertainment is concerned these days. Don't care if it means I'm seen as dumb, I do what want!"

"Same goes for guns and whatever elemental bullshit people have... It's not part of them if it's an element!"

"People are cowards, anybody can win if they have a weapon. That's just how it is!"

"I used to be, then that's when OverHo found me! One moment, I was dead, then alive the next. He beat me in a deathmatch, so I'm following him just so I can have the chance to beat him again!"

"But do you get what I mean? Weapons are equalizers... If you had a weapon, you'd already have an advantage against me."