The legendary Uma Musu both looks like Manhattan Cafe and doesn't at the sa ti. One looks like a proper mber of society, while the other looks like she has a hobby of snorting coke in front of the police station.
"Ohoho!! Ello there, twinzies!!"
"Please don't, Senior Sunday."
"Gah!! Rejected again!!"
Igo Heita has heard how people talk about Sunday Silence. How crazy she is, how unpredictable, and how scary it is to race against her on the turf.
"Oooh!!! McQueen!! Co give a huggy wuggy!!"
"Wait! Wait! I'm not a little kid anymore!!"
McQueen tried to run, but before she could even take a step, Sunday Silence was already at her location. She closes that much of a distance with one stride and one kick.
So this is the top!
The young man could only watch the back of Sunday Silence as she hugged McQueen. One stride from her could cover what would take McQueen 3 - 4 strides. The girl was wearing long black pants, so the young man couldn't take a good glance at her leg muscles, but he was willing to bet they must be firm as hell.
"Oohh!! You weren't like this when you were little!! What happened to you?!"
"Please let go of !!"
McQueen was visibly trying to push the girl away from her, but was losing in the contest of strength.
"Big sis Ramonu! Please help!"
"Sunday, that's enough. Don't you see that McQueen is troubled by your display of affection?"
"I know. I just don't care."
Is this woman one of my people?
"It's nice to et you again, Sunday Silence."
"Oh! The eternal president!! Ya still at top, eh?!"
"Ugh… I tried giving it to you, but thankfully I realised early…"
"Fair, but fuck you!"
"Mmhhh… On what occasion are you visiting the academy? Are you going to reenroll?"
"Naahh… Dream Series takes the majority of my ti. Unless you created an extrely flexible class, then I wouldn't be able to enrol back."
"Sigh… We are still talking about that. There are plenty of procedures, rules, and bodies that would need to be discussed and created before such a class can co into existence."
"Well!! I leave that ta ya then!!"
"Let go!! Let go!! Trainer!! Don't just stand there, help !!"
"Oh~~ A trainer, yes?"
"..."
The young man feels the enormous pressure coming from Sunday Silence. It's as if he were being sat on by Hishi Miracle. A pressure that will surely cause most trainers to cower in fear. But the young man isn't like most trainers.
"The na is Igo Heita. Can you please let go of my wife?"
"Who are you calling wife?!?!"
I'm not your wife!! You are my husband!! Those are different!!
"Wi–Wi–Wife!?!? It can't be!! Don't tell , you graduated before ?!?!"
Sunday Silence releases McQueen from her hugs and kneels on the floor.
"You promise we'll graduate together!! We, with our partners, shared one bed on our fateful nights!! We promised!!"
"I never promised anything like that!! Stop saying weird stuff!! Big sis Ramonu, why did you bring this thing here?"
"Kuh!! I'm not a thing, McQueen."
The sight of Sunday Silence confirms to the young man that this girl is crazy in the head. A sore thumb amongst the crowd of Uma. A true champion.
You simply can not be better than the rest if you are the rest. And that goes for ways of thinking. If you want to be better than everyone, then you can not think like everyone, and that way of thinking can be considered unnatural or even crazy.
"Then!! If you truly are her husband!! I challenged you to a trivia duel!!"
"Okay~~ Prepare to experience your first loss."
"Kukuku!! Confident!! I like that!! We'll say it together if you truly understand McQueen!!"
"Of course."
"One… Two… Three!!"
""HER BREAST SIZE IS SEVENTY ONE!!""
*CLAP*
"MA MAAAAN!!"
The young man extends his arm and opens his palm for Sunday to dap him up. They grip each other's hands tightly, putting it between their chest, and then bump their chests together.
"You're not bad, brother."
"You too, brother."
"CAN YOU BOTH JUST DIE?!"
"Kuh!!"
"Gah!!"
McQueen punches both brothers to the ground from frustration.
"What was that for, McQueen? You are ruining my mont with your husband."
"You're ruining my life!"
"A little bit dramatic there, McQueen."
"Shut up! And why are you between her legs?"
Just like McQueen said, the young man's head is positioned between Sunday Silence's thighs.
"Why are you minding my own business? Are you jealous of Sunday or ?"
"Neither! Now get out of there!"
"Wait! No! That's dangerous!"
"Don't swing!"
*Thump*
"Oooh!!"
McQueen, in her anger and annoyance, swings her leg at her trainer's face. Of course, the young man retreated since a kick from an Uma Musu ans death. With nothing protecting her crotch, Sunday Silence eats McQueen's powerful kick right in the baby baker. The legendary runner finally tasted utter defeat.
"Ah… Uuuh… You deserve that…"
"That's a low blow, McQueen. That's tal under your boot, you know?"
"Pfft! Low blow!! Pfft!"
"Rudolph… Please stop… That's disrespectful to senior Sunday."
"Ooh!! Now I can't carry children anymore. You have to be the tube baby host for my children, McQueen."
"I didn't kick you that hard!!"
"That's so cruel of you, my wife. Sunday, let perform a CPR on you to save your womb."
"Why are you both so in sync?!"
The young man pumps Sunday's stomach like how one would pump the chest during a CPR procedure. It's not her heart that was hurt, but her lower part, so in the weirdos' minds, it makes sense. Everyone was lucky that Sunday was wearing pants, if she were wearing a skirt, the young man would've perford the other part of the CPR with Sunday's lower mouth.
"Because we're brothers, McQueen!"
"Gah! I give up! Big sis!!"
"Fufufu~~ That's enough, you two. You don't want to have a crying McQueen in your hands now, do you?"
"No, wait a minute! Is she cute when she cries?"
"Hmph!!"
"Yeeee~~~"
"WAIT!! MMPPHH!!"
In retaliation for her trainer's audacity, McQueen lifts Teio by her scruff and then throws her at the young man's face. Teio's limbs open up to maximise the catching zone, and she lands straight on his face. The bear trap, which are her limbs, imdiately clamp down and grab the young man's face.
"So that's what it looks like, huh?"
"You and trainer Igo are more alike than you realise, Rudolph."
"MMMMPPPPHHH!!! MMMMMMHHHHH!!!"
"Hahaha!! This place is more of a riot than I rembered!!"
"Sunday, if your ti is limited. Do you want to put it at all here?"
"AH!! CRAP!! I forgot!!"
Sunday propels herself up with her hands and stands up in one swift motion. Showing that it's not only her lower body that she trained, but also her upper body muscles. The long, black-haired Uma casually swipes her clothes clean of any dirt and dust.
"Welp! This has been a fun reunion and first eting!! But I gotta go now!! See ya!!"
And just like how she ca, the legendary Uma disappeared in a flash. It is as if she wants to showcase just how big the gap was between a Dream Series runner and a Twinkle Series runner. To whom the ssage was, only the crazy girl knows.
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