When I arrived at the venue for the match, it was already packed. Crowds of people circled outside the run down building. I managed to squeeze my way through the crowd and headed toward the changing room, but then someone in the crowd recognized me.
"Whimsical Clown? You're the guy who beat that fat bitch last week. Can I get a picture?"
Before I could even respond, the guy had his arm slung around my shoulder and began taking selfies. A few others saw us and joined in, taking pictures of me.
"You were amazing last week!"
"Join us for drinks later."
It was a struggle to shake them off, but just then Yuki appeared, and they all dispersed at once.
Without a word, she took me by the hand and started dragging me toward the locker room.
"Dummy, what took you so long?" she asked, clearly angry. I had ended up falling asleep after that intense training with Alexa. Matches were already underway. "I trusted you."
"I'm sorry, I just got caught up in something."
