Surviving a Shounen Manga Chapter 73

The Final Round (1)

The Tangur Basin[1].

A basin located at the base of the Golan Mountain, not far from the imperial capital Barantor, the so-called Warriors Land.

About two hundred years ago, itd been decided that the people should be able to directly spectate the birth of the warrior, and this place had been officially designated as the final battlefield of the Warriors Path.

As the entrance was about to co into view, I quietly asked the princess next to

"So now were going to have to fight once we enter that basin, yeah? And the spectators who followed us here, who climbed to the feet of the surrounding mountains, are all here to watch the battle. Right? Also, now the peak occupants and their subordinates are divided into three camps. Im the only one whos alone, but youve got 125 followers, and that guy called Mong has 753 n with him, hmm? If were talking pure numbers, Im in the worst position. Right, Princess?"

Then,

" What are you doing?"

The princess looked at like I was crazy for so reason.

The bewildered expression on her face was a bonus.

"Umm, no, I just wanted to confirm the situation."

Of course, the princess reaction was completely understandable. I was well aware that my behaviour wasnt much different from ntal patients with severe OCD.

So I could only scratch my head and slowly avoid the princess eyes.

"Do you know how many tis this is? No, why do you keep trying to get to confirm everything you already know?"

Of course it wasnt because I had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

And as the princess said, I already knew and understood all this.

But I couldnt help it.

"Yeah"

So people indeed needed these detailed explanations.

Because we had to tell the countless readers watching intently from outside the world, what we were going to do from now on. We needed to be careful about it so that they could properly understand the rules of this round and imrse themselves in the situation.

Strangely, no such explanation had at all been forthcoming during the whole starting ceremony. Exactly what the final obstacle in the war of conquest ant, how it would proceed, what were the historical records, nothing.

There was just a lot of babbling about giving out a useless rank of imperial general, or sothing.

To be honest, it was uncomfortable for too. Suddenly I had to play Mr. Exposition? Who did they take for, Speedwagon[2]?!

This author didnt have the habit of providing expository information in separate pages, so it was inevitable.

Why did it feel like along with the leading point of view of the chapter, I also got saddled with the job of taking care of every little detail?

That was then.

"Hey, you seem weirdly anxious to be honest, that expression doesnt suit you at all. Fine, Ill confirm one last ti."

"Oh really?"

The princess took a deep breath and thankfully took on the role of the infodumper.

"We really are going to be fighting in that basin over there, yeah. In the na of conquering the whole basin, well fight until only one faction remains. Of course, its also possible to admit defeat and withdraw midway. But that happens very rarely, most would rather die. This isnt just a matter of honour; sobody who surrenders while still having fighting strength will never be able to retake the Warriors Path ever again. So, I dont know about the subordinates, but the peak occupants getting defeated without a scratch well, its rare."

Then the princess stopped talking and stared at for a while. Sohow it felt like she was psyching herself up for a fight with .

"Whats with that look? Youre scaring ."

" Hmph. Anyway, other than that, therere no other rules. Just go in, go to the designated camp, take your position, and fight."

"How long does the whole thing take, on average?"

"Its different every ti. As far as I know, there were tis when it only took one day, and there were tis when it lasted close to two months. Thats why the audience over there also brought their luggage and food."

"What? Two months? How does that make sense?"

It sounded absurd. This was also my first ti hearing this.

If this had been a normal group war, I wouldnt have been so surprised. Whether youre digging a tunnel or making a fort to withstand a siege as long as you have a place to sleep and enough supplies, you can keep fighting for a year or two.

The problem was that we had no food with us at all.

"Then what would you eat in the anti?"

At my question, the princess stiffened.

" What do you think?"

She then told sothing so atrocious that I could never have expected it, least of all from a shounen manga!

You eat everything you can eat.

Horses, corpses of your comrades, and more.

" Huff."

I glanced at the majestic basin that stretched out in front of . A bloody sll sohow seed to waft up.

"Two months it mustve been terrible."

"Probably. I dont know either. Not like I saw it with my own eyes."

"Anyway, the audience mustve been quite critical. They mustve been bored to death."

But the answer I got back was the exact opposite.

"Not at all. Rather, everyone respected the victor all the more because they could all see how firm was his will, how high his pride, and how strong his fighting spirit as a warrior. Hes the warrior Im the biggest fan of, too."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Its soone you already know. And soon, youll get to know him better."

" Eh?"

Following the princess gaze, I turned my eyes to a place.

There, stood a bear-like man who sohow gave off a good-natured impression.

Mong.

"They say he used to be very short and skinny. But he later purposefully gained weight, in order to not forget all the colleagues whod once stood with him. Not only that, its said that his unique ability also expresses itself in a similar way, perhaps because of that sa experience."

"Hey"

So now, the most famous and beloved participant the Warriors Path had ever produced, was standing in my way as an enemy.

"Wait a minute, are we the baddies here? Arent our numbers too small for that?"

"Dont you already look like one? And Im sorry, but"

The princess gently turned around.

"From here on out, were not on the sa side."

"Hey, um"

That was then.

From now on, lets start the war of conquest, the ultimate round of the Warriors Path! All peak occupants and their subordinates, please spread out to your designated camps. After that, once everybodys in position, you can start the battle without waiting for another signal. Finally, good luck!

The organizers, whod mixed into the crowd of spectators, ca out with an announcent, and

"Oooh!"

"Good luck!"

"General, sweep them all away!"

Thus, the final round, the war of conquest, began.

Although they called it a camp, all they gave was a small tent thatd been set up in an empty lot.

It looked like a hovel from outside, so shabby that I felt breathless at the sight.

Dirty, dilapidated, and even tattered.

"Hmph."

Still, I wondered if the inside would be any different, so I stuck my head in.

As expected.

The sll of musty earth filled my nostrils, as if the tent had been freshly dug out from so warehouse where itd been buried under the ground. Also, there were a lot of splotches stuck to the tent cloth here and there, and I couldnt tell if they were dirt, animal dung, or rotten pieces of leftover food.

It wasnt that Id never seen such a filthy tent during my army days, but just because I had prior experience with sothing didnt an Id want to experience it again. On the contrary, such experiences often remained with you as a traumatic mory.

It was the sa with .

"Hey, Im really going to die, here."

Quickly getting out of the tent, I slumped down on the ground. I was much more comfortable here.

Then, I started to ntally organize what I had to show in this chapter, and what goals I had to aim for.

Well, it wasnt complicated at all.

Because ultimately there were only two things that I had to achieve in this war of conquest.

First, to show off.

Second, to hype the princess up.

Now all I have to do was get both of these things done at the sa ti.

And in fact, that wasnt too complicated to manage. Although there might be so difficulties in the process of implentation.

Simple. and the princess camp would work together to defeat Mongs camp.

However, the important part here was how we shared the credit.

I wasnt here to take the lead and defeat Mong. Rather, I had to handle his over seven hundred subordinates.

Mong belonged to the princess.

There was no complex reason for this.

All I needed was a punching bag that I could go wild on, whereas the princess needed a person with symbolic significance who could help her solidify her position in the empire in the future.

By the ti I was done sorting it out,

Clip-clop! Clip-clop!

Clip-clop! Clip-clop!

In the distance, the sound of horseshoes began to ring.

I turned to the source of the sound.

And then

Ah, this is tough.

I sighed as I watched the group of people running towards .

The very person with that symbolic significance, Mong, was coming straight at , with a small army at his back.

After a while,

"Hey!"

Mong and his n stopped in front of my camp.

Looking at the atmosphere, it didnt seem like he had co for reconnaissance or the like.

Sheesh. Itd only been twenty minutes since the war of conquest began.

"Squatjaw. Im here to crush you."

He took the initiative and launched the first attack on .

Now what should I do?

After thinking for a while, I decided to try holding a conversation first.

"Uh why didnt you go there?"

"Why should I answer you?"

"Im just curious There are still over a hundred people there, so why co to first?"

I said, pointing towards the princess camp.

"The main group is finishing up their formation, then theyll start storming that place. The attack will begin soon."

"So, what I an is, why did you, the captain, ca here for Rather, Im all by myself, so why are you in such a hurry to deal with ? Cant you take it slow?"

The bastard smiled and replied indifferently.

"Is there any point in keeping one annoying mosquito alive for so long? Its better to just hunt it down quickly and then move on to the swarm of flies."

Then he tacked on another sentence.

"Why, afraid?"

"Hah! Haha hoo boy.

For an instant, Id reacted without aning to. Contrary to his appearance, he was quite good at taunting people.

But

"Hmmm But, you have to think about the people whove co to this place to watch us all. Whats the fun of trying to end a war on the first day?"

Still, I had to stall him sohow.

The reason was simple. Because I was in a position where I could neither win nor lose to this guy.

In fact, it wasnt for the princess sake that I had to leave this guy alone.

Instead, it was purely for my own sake.

The princess rising to the emperors position was a developnt thatd been present in the original that I knew, but that didnt an that it would unconditionally co to pass. Didnt a lot of the middle already change due to my intervention? Who could guarantee that the ending would still be exactly the sa?

In other words, what if I defeated this guy, who was the symbol of that empire? It ant that a very strange developnt could unfold sothing that would leave stuck forever in the Skull Empire.

So should I just lose?

Yeah, that was even more impossible. How disappointed would the readers be? Itd be better to just win and then run away instead.

Then,

"Then Ill wait until you are ready."

Whether he knew how I felt or not, the bear-like guy continued talking.

Haah

There was only one idea that ca to mind right now.

1. Fight him, but keep stalling without overpowering him or being overpowered.

2. For how long? Until the princess falls into a crisis.

3. In the na of saving the princess, evacuate in a natural manner and imdiately switch opponents.

The thod was simple. But the question was, could I believably pull this off?

I glanced at Mong and his n.

Twenty people in total

It was a little unfortunate. It wouldve been easier to sell this if hed brought more along.

"Are you all coming together?"

"Speaking for myself, Id like to win a one-on-one bout, but Im expecting the main unit to suffer so damage, so Ill finish it as soon as possible."

"You couldve just kept it short and said yes."

"Dont be overconfident in your own strength. Do your best. I, will also do my best."

And then

"Whoo"

His body suddenly began to glow brightly.

It was the sa change that Id briefly witnessed during the tug of war.

Im sure hes a transformation-type

The princess had ntioned that it was an ability similar to gaining weight, but it was impossible to guess the details from that alone.

Im looking forward to it.

I was enjoying this. Anyway, it was good for if he took his sweet ti.

But suddenly

Oooooh!

Advance!

In beat with with certain voices raised in the distance, the ground vibrated slightly. The sound ca from hundreds of horseshoes hitting the ground at once.

I glanced to the side where Mongs camp was at.

" Yeah."

Should I be happy?

Apparently, this guy Mong was traumatized by the lengthy battles hed faced here last ti.

As if they were dead set on finishing everything by today, the main force of his subordinates was about to advance towards the princess camp.

That was then.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the sky began to darken. The surroundings, which had been bright until a few seconds ago, turned dim.

It was an unexpected phenonon.

"What?"

Then, while I was perplexed,

"Can you afford to look around like that? You dont even seem worried about your own safety."

Mongs voice ca.

But strangely, as if we were inside a cave, his voice was much louder and echoing than before.

I turned my head with a slightly puzzled feeling, and

"Wow, is this your unique ability?"

I couldnt help but gape a little.

There stood Mong, in the sa place, except hed now grown stunningly huge.

I wasnt joking about his size. He was almost ten ters tall enough that it beca a little distracting.

[Giantization].

It seed that this was Mongs unique ability.

And at that mont,

Jackpot!

My lips unconsciously curved up at the corners.

I hadnt expected this situation, sure. But this scene wasnt bad.

It felt a little bit like I was a PD for a TV program who found a scenic broadcasting spot. A sense of reassurance welled up in my heart that I could co up with good material to arouse the readers interest.

Soon after,

"Surround Squatjaw."

The nineteen hangers-on, under Mongs orders, began to loosely encircle . It looked like they were blocking my escape route, but, well it was a bit absurd. In the minds of these guys, was I really the type who did the running away, instead of the type that people did the running away from?

Mong nodded as he looked at standing still in the middle.

"I heard that you have confidence in your strength."

"Well, Ive never lost."

"Have you ever dealt with with Princess Thermis?"

"Yeah, weve ssed around a bit."

""

After a brief spell of silence, Mong continued.

"If you wish, you can try a contest of strength before we start fighting. Ill give you a chance to exert all your power, so that you dont regret it after its all over. As sobody who entered this exam without having the qualifications, this small apology and consideration is all that I can offer."

Then he stabbed his right index finger into the air.

"If you can push back this finger even a little, I wont take your life today."

" Haah."

I scratched my head.

"What nonsense is this guy spouting?"

Of course, it wasnt that I couldnt understand where his confidence ca from. Abilities like [Giantization] usually ca with a huge boost in strength. It varied, but the boost could range from tenfold to a thousandfold.

Besides, the area of his index finger was half the size of my body.

But even so,

"Hey, do you know who I am?"

This crossed the line a bit.

I rested my right hand on his huge index finger.

Then,

"You mustve thought I was going to push back with just one finger too, right? But Im using my whole palm on purpose. Its not because I dont have enough strength, its because the contact area is so small that itd stab clean through your finger otherwise."

I started pushing slowly.

And then,

Creak.

"Wh-, what?"

The bastards index finger was pushed back in an instant.

Startled, he tried to stand his ground by exerting more strength, but it was all in vain. By that ti, Id already broken his finger at the joint.

"Eh, couldnt you stand it for a few seconds before saying that? Isnt this a bit too shabby?"

" You youre a monster."

He looked at blankly for a mont.

"Alright. I wont take your life today. By the way, I was genuinely curious about how much power you have. Would you like to let test it once in earnest?"

Now he ca with a proposal of full-contact wrestling.

It was crazy. With that size of his, wont I be the one getting bogged down instead?

"Okay, if you want to show off your strength like that, Ill call the right opponent for you. You brought your friends, so it should be fine if I call in so friends too, right?"

" What? Friends?"

In the first place, I had no intention of having a direct confrontation with this guy. Although it might result in so flashy scenes, the mont we both went all in itd beco tough to cleanly withdraw.

Also, I had soone in mind, completely suitable to replace .

I imdiately activated a unique ability.

[Dance with Ghost Killer].

Soon after,

"Oh, where are we this ti?"

"I got to appear after a long ti!"

"The hell? Where did this giant co from!"

"You are the master! I am the ghost!"

Ghosts started pouring out.

Six, seven, eight, nine

And finally, the captain ca out.

"Ummm where is this?"

He still looked reliable, but for so reason he looked a little dwarfed compared to before.

Maybe it was because of the giant standing in front of him.

I imdiately compared Captain and Mong.

Ones a little smaller?

Obviously, it was the captain who was on the smaller side.

But, of course, it was to be expected.

I imdiately summoned ten more.

"Eh? Where am I?"

"Nice to see you. Twelfth."

"Im out! Im finally out!"

"Damn, whats with that face? Whys your jaw like that!"

What a ss.

A parade of twenty ghosts who looked exactly like .

Also, two of them were quite large.

Now that even I was feeling like this, what about the other side?

Mong and his n were all wide agape, watching the spectacle.

"Gh-, ghost"

"What are those"

"S-, Squatjaw multiplied?"

It was Mong who ca to his senses first.

"You, what this ability wasnt in the rumours.

He was giving a wary look.

"Its natural that you dont know, but these guys are the friends I was talking about. How does it feel? Is your heart pounding a little? Mine sure is."

This was sincere. My heart was pounding quite a bit.

It was like sitting in a movie theatre, watching a kaiju movie, waiting for the giant monster to show up on screen.

This war of giants would definitely be worth watching.

However, Mong seed to have a slightly different opinion.

" With just these little ghosts? Thats not even funny."

"Huh, so the ghosts are too small to make you excited then how about we add a little more spice?"

I looked back at the two ghost captains and grinned.

"Our two captains can combine, you know?"

Editors Notes:

[1] Warriors Land used (daeji) which can an plateau i.e., a high ground. But Tangur Basin uses (bunji) which ans basin i.e., a low depression. The forr can also simply an site/land so thats how its been translated here and were assuming the place is a basin.

[2] Speedwagon is the go-to exposition guy in Jojos Bizarre Adventure in the arcs hes in, anyway. Or so the goes in the fandom.