Everyone looked directly at him, including Big Brother Fukuro.
Big Brother Fukuro smiled faintly. "HOW LONG HAVE WE BEEN FIGHTING, RISSHU?!"
Risshu looked at the skylight above. The sun had risen slightly higher. He remained silent for a moment before deciding.
"…Maybe about ten minutes, Big Brother!" he answered.
In the middle of the fight, Big Brother Fukuro smiled broadly. "So, it has been that long, huh…" he muttered.
Touji attacked again. While he was in mid-air, Big Brother's fist had already come down upon him. The strike hit his head directly.
Touji fell instantly. He slammed into the hard concrete floor. Touji tried to rise again, but was pinned down by Big Brother who was above him, holding both of his hands. Touji tried to resist.
Big Brother growled, shouting loudly. "ENOUGH, MY LITTLE BROTHER TOUJI! THE SPARRING IS OVER!"
***
Everything felt hollow. There was no space for me to get out.
Dark. This is different from when I dream.
