That's One To Three
The game was set. Adam found himself gripping the hand of Erik, who also clenched in turn.
("...How did I end up here?") [Adam]
Still wondering why the situation had led to an arm wrestling match, Mark had already begun counting down.
"Set! Go!" [Mark]
His words snapped Adam back to reality, causing him to throw his weight onto the table.
"Hrng!" [Adam]
Grunting loudly, he began to push Erik back.
("This… strength…?!") [Erik]
Erik struggled against the pressure, causing a crack to form on the table.
("...Uh oh.") [Mark]
Just as Mark noticed the small crack, the table immediately shattered just when Adam and Erik warmed up.
"Woah!" [Klein]
"Hm?!" [Micheal]
Though the table had turned to pieces, Adam and Erik were still going.
("...What am I watching?") [Mark]
The two continued the arm wrestling match, pretending as if the air was the table.
"You… You're not too bad…!" [Erik]
"I could say the same to you!" [Adam]
Their muscles tensed up, and the veins in their arms bulged. They appeared to be at a stalemate until Erik glanced at Mark.
"Mark…!" [Erik]
"Yes?" [Mark]
"Are abilities allowed?!" [Erik]
"..." [Mark]
Sneaking a glance at Adam, Mark nodded.
"Sure." [Mark]
Erik smiled.
"Your name was Adam, right?" [ Erik]
"Yeah." [Adam]
"Good game then, Adam." [Erik]
His muscles enlarged, and the pressure on Adam's side increased.
("What?!") [Adam]
Though he may have been surprised, Adam immediately balanced their strength out.
("Eh? He's competing with my super strength?!") [Erik]
Erik was baffled by Adam. However, Adam still wasn't too sure of how to act.
("He seems like he's having a hard time…") [Adam]
Without anyone knowing, Adam hadn't been struggling since the beginning of the match.
"Why are you acting as if you're tired?" [Krino]
("Look at him. I feel like I'd crush his pride if I won right away.") [Adam]
Erik's face was completely red. He pushed and pushed, but Adam didn't budge.
"Just win already." [Krino]
("...Fine.") [Adam]
Pretending to struggle even more, Adam slowly moved Erik's hand downwards.
("N-no way…!") [Erik]
Erik continued to push, but it was all in vain. Within the next moment, Erik had lost.
"That's game!" [Mark]
The two released their grip and staggered backwards. Erik panted heavily, slowly regaining his breath after the match.
"You… What's your ability?" [Erik]
"Compression." [Adam]
Erik's eyes went wide open.
"Did you beat me without using your ability?!" [Erik]
Adam shrugged.
"I mean… yeah?" [Adam]
Erik fell back in disbelief. After staring into nothingness for a bit, he laughed.
"Hahaha! You're really strong!" [Erik]
Standing up, he grabbed Adam by the shoulders.
"I underestimated you. Klein, I approve of this guy." [Erik]
Klein looked dumbfounded.
"That's one to three. I still don't approve." [Micheal]
Micheal slid one side of his headphones open, still lounging about on the side.
"Oh? And what's the beansprout got to say about this?" [Erik]
"I don't see how not working out is relevant here." [Micheal]
"Guys…" [Mark]
Mark tried to calm the two down, but Klein was the one who decided to step in.
"Stop. Micheal, what's your reasoning?" [Klein]
"He beat Erik using only pure strength. It's quite the feat, but that's another matter." [Micheal]
"Your point?" [Erik]
"We're the disciplinary committee. We control the troublemakers. Just because he's strong doesn't mean he can win in a fight." [Micheal]
Mark smiled hearing that.
"Then why don't you also put him to the test? Erik has already done so." [Mark]
Micheal waved his hand as if to shoo Mark away.
"I'm not wasting my time just to fight a level one." [Micheal]
Mark scoffed at him.
"Maybe you're just scared?" [Mark]
"...Cheap provocations like that won't make me budge." [Micheal]
Mark winked at Erik, signaling something. Surprisingly, Erik got the hint and grinned.
"Then we can say I'm better than you." [Erik]
Micheal paused his music.
"Excuse me? Who's the one who lost here?" [Micheal]
"Who's the one who chickened out against a level one?" [Erik]
Taking off his headphones, Micheal stood up.
"Alright fuckwit. You want me to fight him? Fine. I'll fight him." [Micheal]
Motioning to Adam, he headed for the door.
"C'mon. I don't have all day." [Micheal]