Chapter 111: Attention from All Sides

However, pure-hearted children often receive more protection. While they are often deceived, kind and good-hearted people will always lend them a helping hand.

Thinking of this, Roa said to Kanroji Mitsuri, "How about we have a little competition? Let's arm wrestle."

Kanroji Mitsuri was slightly taken aback. Although she could sense that this guy was unusual, she didn't think he could overpower her with sheer strength.

Roa looked into her eyes and smiled. "Don't underestimate me. I'm pretty strong too."

With that, he rolled up his sleeves, flexing his biceps, though they didn't look particularly impressive.

Kanroji Mitsuri hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, let's give it a try."

She was also curious about how strong this young man was. After all, they were kindred spirits. If he could match her strength, then perhaps he'd make a good husband.

At this thought, Kanroji Mitsuri's cheeks flushed again, and she began to sweat.

Roa felt a bit helpless. He couldn't help but think that this girl was way too easy to embarrass.

Roa pointed to the table beside him and said to Kanroji Mitsuri, "Shall we go over there and arm wrestle?"

Kanroji Mitsuri nodded in agreement.

The two of them moved to the adjacent table and sat down. Coincidentally, the middle-aged man had just returned from outside. In truth, he hadn't gone to buy noodles at all; he had been eavesdropping from outside the house. Seeing that the two were getting along well, he decided to come in and check on the situation.

But what he saw shocked him—the two were about to arm wrestle!

The middle-aged man wanted to tell Kanroji Mitsuri one thing: "You might win the game, but you'll lose in life."

Kanroji Mitsuri, seeing the middle-aged man, excitedly called out to him, "Uncle, can you be the referee?"

The middle-aged man sighed but ultimately said nothing. He walked over and reluctantly nodded.

Their right hands clasped together. As they shook hands, Kanroji Mitsuri was slightly surprised. His hand was unexpectedly soft?

It felt like the hand of someone who had spent a long time indoors, never doing any manual labor. This made Kanroji Mitsuri wonder if he was just a pretty face with no substance.

At the same time, she secretly considered whether she should go easy on him, lest she accidentally break his arm.

The middle-aged man was also hesitant. Looking at Roa's slender arms and legs, he wasn't sure if he should even start the match.

Roa adjusted his posture, feeling ready, and nodded to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and shouted, "Begin."

Both of them suddenly exerted force. Roa's muscles bulged. Arm wrestling not only requires strength the wrist and forearm but also engages the biceps, triceps, and brachioradialis. It tests the strength of the entire arm. Roa was strong, but he wasn't sure if he could win against her.

At first, Kanroji Mitsuri was cautiously testing the waters, afraid she might accidentally break his arm. But to her surprise, his strength was unexpectedly formidable. Kanroji Mitsuri began to increase her force, but his wrist didn't budge.

So, Kanroji Mitsuri became bolder. Then, suddenly, Roa felt an overwhelming force surge through him. He was slightly stunned, and his right arm nearly gave out under the pressure.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and managed to hold on, avoiding an instant defeat.

Both of them were incredibly strong, but Roa was struggling to withstand her force. In terms of raw strength, Roa's original physical abilities would have easily surpassed hers. However, the problem was that Roa's current attributes had been reduced to only 10% of their original capacity. If it weren't for the dragon blood he had secretly activated, he might have been instantly defeated.

After a moment of stalemate, Roa tried to increase his strength, hoping to regain some ground.

Sensing Roa's resistance, Kanroji Mitsuri showed a look of pure delight. Her light green eyes narrowed, and she said in a teasing tone, "How about we call it a draw? I didn't expect Roa-kun to be so strong. But, I haven't even used half my strength yet, you know?"

Roa fell silent. He really wanted to tell this straightforward girl that she didn't need to add that last part—it was just provoking him.

Roa forced a smile and said, "I haven't used my full strength either. Although I probably still can't beat you, at least give us boys some face."

The middle-aged man was shocked. Seeing that Kanroji Mitsuri hadn't instantly defeated Roa, he thought she had finally learned to hold back without being reminded. But upon closer observation, he noticed that Kanroji Mitsuri's muscles were tense, and the veins on her fair skin were bulging. This wasn't the look of someone holding back—if she was, it wasn't by much.

This led to a somewhat terrifying realization: the young man's strength was also astonishingly high. He was a monster who could go toe-to-toe with this girl.

The middle-aged man was at a loss.

Roa took a deep breath, his eyes burning as he looked at Kanroji Mitsuri. A faint pressure began to emanate from his body. His golden eyes glowed brightly, and his heart pounded fiercely.

Then, Duang—

An irresistible force surged through him. Roa's momentum instantly deflated. He looked at Kanroji Mitsuri in confusion, only to see her smiling ly, looking a bit embarrassed.

The force had come too suddenly, and it was more than double what she had used before. It had almost instantly crushed Roa.

Roa silently raised his hand and saw that the back of it was already swollen. He sighed in exasperation.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and called out to his son-in-law inside the house, "Hurry up and bring out the noodles."

Roa sighed, picked up his chopsticks, and finished the remaining noodles. Kanroji Mitsuri remained seated across from him, eating her sakura mochi while smiling brightly at Roa.

Of course, Kanroji Mitsuri wasn't just eating sakura mochi. She occasionally tried to ask Roa about his age and other details, to which Roa would respond with a few words.