Stepping off the scale last as Boco puts his shirt back on, the weight examiner says, Boco is at equal weight. Both fighters are with in standing.
Breathing out a sigh of relief that he is in the clear with his weight, Boco says hushly, good thing I didn't eat anything super heavy before this.
Coming up to the small statured mouse boy as Mico looks down at him, sneering up his lip, the lanky rodent states, this half pint is in my weight class? You don't even look like you can throw down.
Nervous as he puts his right hand behind his head, responding, Boco laments, agreed...hehe I may not look it, but I trained really hard for this so let's have a good match tomorrow. After stating his spiel, Boco extends out his left hand.
Not even thinking of moving any of his limbs as Mico just turns away from Boco, he says, I don't shake hands with people I know I'm going to destroy. See you tomorrow for your grave.
Walking away as his crew follows him, Mico leaves the building.
Putting his hand on top of Boco's head, Coach Henco says with a calm disposition, guys like that are pure asses when they haven't faced a true challenge. You maybe new to this world kid, but I can tell you have something. So don't internalize that punks words, and show him tomorrow how hard you've worked.
Clenching his right fist with a smile Boco says, yes Coach.
End of Chapter 25