When the world-recognized Strongest invites globally famous martial artists, what does it usually an?
If one followed conventional logic...
It would either be a large-scale tournant.
Or a discussion about sothing important.
Those two possibilities would normally be the most likely.
But-
"You invited us here just to watch a movie?"
Ohma looked at Jaden, clearly surprised.
Jaden shrugged calmly.
"Watch the movie first. We can talk about other things afterward."
Ohma had reacted like this when he first arrived.
Raian Kure had reacted the sa way.
And every martial artist who ca received the sa response from Jaden.
That alone made them curious about the movie.
After all-
As they thought about it, several of the world-famous martial artists quietly glanced at Jaden.
This man was the World's Strongest.
There had to be so deeper aning behind this.
With that thought, they sat down in the reserved screening room and began watching.
At the very start, Kengan Ashura: Demon Lance played a brief introduction.
And imdiately, many people's attention was captured.
The opening scene showed a martial artist with a monstrous physique-
"The Wild Tiger"-
Lying defeated on the ground after being beaten by a lean young man.
"'The Wild Tiger'?"
Takeshi Wakatsuki shouted exaggeratedly, then imdiately turned his gaze toward Ohma.
Ohma scratched his ear, completely unconcerned.
"Mr. Wakatsuki, you're being a bit emotional," Ohma said casually. "It's just a movie. Niko doesn't even know you. Don't take it so seriously."
Takeshi Wakatsuki snorted coldly and turned his attention back to the screen.
Then-
"'The Kure Clan'?"
Raian Kure's eyes widened.
"Hmph! This technique-Removal-was developed specifically to counter the Kure Clan! It's even stronger than your so-called hundred percent!"
Raian imdiately grabbed Ohma by the collar.
"Hey. You don't actually think you can beat , do you?"
Ohma smiled lightly.
"Only people lacking confidence react like that, right? It's just a movie. Why are you getting so worked up~"
"I-Hmph!"
Raian let go and said nothing more.
What followed was basically more of the sa.
Scene after scene of the young man using the Niko Style to defeat various martial artists.
Raising his fist.
Declaring loudly-
The Niko Style is the strongest.
Ohma clenched his fist and laughed openly.
Earlier, whenever others reacted strongly to seeing their characters defeated, he had brushed it off-
It's fiction. Or what, are you scared you'd really lose to ?
But when it was his turn to be imrsed-
It felt amazing.
Ohma wasn't the only one watching closely.
The other martial artists, seeing him laugh without restraint, quietly clenched their fists.
He kept saying it was fictional.
But he hadn't stopped smiling for even a second.
Anger.
Pure anger.
So of them even thought that if Jaden suggested holding a tournant later, and they ended up facing Ohma-
They would absolutely beat him senseless.
Ohma didn't care.
After all, even if everyone else had grown stronger...
So had he.
Only-
At that mont, Ohma's gaze shifted toward Jaden.
And on the screen, the movie reached a critical scene.
The previously confident young man lay on the ground, staring up at the back of the figure standing above him.
With his last bit of strength, he raised a hand and shouted-
"Why are you so strong, Demon Lance!?"
The martial artists who had been furious earlier burst into laughter.
Ohma spread his hands.
"See? Movies are fictional. I don't care at all. Your reactions earlier were way too dramatic."
The others rolled their eyes.
Of course you don't care.
You couldn't beat Jaden anyway.
What's there to be upset about?
The opening segnt completely hooked them.
What followed was the story of the Niko Style user failing in the Kengan Annihilation Tournant.
Training desperately.
Then, due to certain events, seeking out Magic Spear Jaden Yuki once more for a rematch.
Watching this, Ohma glanced at Jaden, perhaps a little too invested, and smiled.
"Yuki, do you think the Niko Style will win here?"
He imdiately added-
"Of course, it's just fiction. Don't take it seriously."
Jaden smiled slowly.
"Fiction, huh?"
"Yeah... but I think this movie is actually pretty realistic."
Ohma froze.
Then his smile widened uncontrollably.
The other martial artists quietly rolled up their sleeves.
But before anyone could speak-
The movie reached its climax.
The battle intensified.
Just as the young man was about to collapse, he broke through his limits.
Sothing changed within his body.
He felt the power surging through him, disbelief written all over his face.
Then he shouted at Jaden Yuki-
"Why... why do I have your power!?"
On screen, Jaden Yuki replied calmly-
"Because I am your father."
Pfft!
The room exploded with laughter.
Every martial artist who had been angry at Ohma lost it.
Even Jaden was laughing.
Ohma stood up abruptly.
His eyes widened.
His mouth opened and closed several tis.
No words ca out.
Finally-
"No... there's sothing wrong with this plot!"
At the sa ti, the martial artists beside him spoke in perfect unison.
"Movies are all fiction. Don't take it too seriously."
I...
For the first ti, Ohma felt the sa frustration the others had felt earlier.
He sat back down.
Together with everyone else, he silently waited for the credits.
No one left.
Every single one of them stared at the screen with deadly seriousness.
They wanted to know-
Who wrote this?
Then they saw the na.
Eri Kashiwagi.
Aside from Muteba, who seed to realize sothing and gave a helpless smile, everyone else frowned.
Who was that?
A pen na?
It had to be an insider.
Otherwise, how could they know so much?
Just as they were thinking-
Another line appeared in the credits.
Plot Consultant: Setsuna Kiryu
Got him.
Every martial artist in the room-including Ohma-looked murderous.
No one spoke.
But they all reached the sa silent agreent.
-Once they got back, they were going to find Setsuna Kiryu.
And beat him up.
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