HA3 4.1 – Information Exploitation
Pretty much like yesterday, today Hide also had a tail on his six, but he didn’t pay any heed to him. He happily held Aizawa’s hand as the two walked to Beauty & the Beast. Then, after Hanna took Aizawa to morning diet class, he immediately went to backyard martial gym.
Today, everyone was busy putting their best effort to hone their fighting skill as usual. Almost no one paid attention to Hide as he walked over to Coach Kotaro. The exception was Hayashida. As soon as Hide entered the gym, he immediately looked at him grumbly, like a chicken farmer who spotted a weasel.
However, Hide just gave him a light bow before carrying out a warm up and completed his basic menu. After that, it was sparring time.
“Damnable little rascal,” Hayashida grumbly said. “In the spar a few days ago, you dared to trick me.”
Hide instantly tilted his head to the side. He tried his best to recall when he had tricked Hayashida, but he didn’t remember any. He already explained his circumstance and Hayashida and Chief Kotaro accepted it.
And so, while he was at lost Hide asked, “Senior Hayashida, when did I trick you?”
“You said you will use arresting art, but you hammered my head with a spin kick,” Hayashida complained like a wronged child.
“A kick is part of arresting art,” Hide calmly explained.
“Yeah, but you said it’s only insignificant part, while from what I have experienced kicking is part of your main arsenal,” Still in grumbly tone Hayashida added. “That’s really sneaky mislead.”
“Well, the essence of arresting art I know is deception, to ensure I can put down the opposition with minimum damage.”
“So, you admit it that you have tricked me.”
“Well, if you want to translate it that way, I have no say,” Hide calmly said. “But I believe what I do is a common approach among professional fighter.”
“Whatever.” Hayashida sulkily said before continuing, “Just accept your fate. Today is the Day of Judgment. I will deliver your karmic retribution without a fail.”
“Understood,” Hide calmly replied.
Then, Coach Kotaro gave the signal to start the fight, and Hayashida went straight into offensive.
Baam!
Baam!
Ba-bam! Ba-babam!!
Ba-bam!!
Rapid series of jab, straight, and some occasional hook came straight to Hide. However, Hayashida failed to land any perfect shot. His jab got stopped by a tight guard that left no opening on Hide’s chin, while his straight and hook couldn’t land properly because Hide kept waving his upper body and moving his feet to outbox his angle of attack.
The brush of each strike was still dangerous enough for Hide’s current level actually. His body wouldn’t be able to hold the damage accumulation for too long. If this was a formal match, Hide won’t even survive the first round.
Fortunately, this was a spar and in spar Hide could wore hard-protection gear both for his head and body. This protection gear boosted his defense and increased his survival rate to another level. In summary, Hayashida failed to end the first round as fast as he wanted.
“Damnable little rascal,” Hayashida vexingly said as he stepped back from his offensive. “So, you know how to box properly.”
“To some extent,” Hide calmly replied. “After watching countless street fight footage, I come into conclusion that boxing footwork and body waving in the best form of self-defense in a chaotic fight without a rule or judge. Therefore, I invest lot of effort to train on it.”
“That’s a good choice,” Hayashida casually said. “However, do you have the stamina to keep outbox me for three rounds? What will you do if you run out of gas after the first round?”
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“Senior Hayashida, right now, I don’t have the luxury to think about the next round,” Hide firmly said. “I have to give my all in this round, or it will be matter of time before I lie in the matt with foaming mouth.”
“Good, give your all,” Hayashida said before switching into offensive one more time.
The fight was intense, and Hayashida with ease control the momentum and put Hide into defensive mode. However, Hide survived the first and second round. No matter how hard Hayashida tried, he couldn’t corner him and landed decisive blow to bag the match.
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After downing a mouthful of water Hayashida sulkily said, “Old Fart, don’t just stay silence.”
“Doesn’t my silence is what you want?” Coach Kotaro casually asked, “While you deliver the karmic retribution.”
“Not anymore,” Hayashida urgently said. “I need your advice.”
“You!” Coach Hayashida said as he pointed his finger at Hayashida’s nose. “An undefeated boxing champion, asking an advice from a pro coach when fighting a kid who barely started his training.”
“Yeah,” Hayashida firmly replied.
“What a shameless punk.”
“Old Fart, don’t play dumb,” Hayashida protested. “Hide is far beyond amateur even though his physical fitness is only at beginner level.”
“Well,” Coach Kotaro casually said, “It’s true that other than his physical fitness, Hide is anything but beginner.”
Hayashida instantly nodded a few times. “Hide is an oddball among oddball. We can measure his ability using common sense.”
After taking a deep breathe Coach Kotaro turned his gaze to Hide. “Do you mind if I give Hayashida advice on how to deal with your defense?”
“No, I don’t,” Hide calmly replied. “Your advice to Senior Hayashida will also show me the thing I need to improve. It will benefit me in a way or another.”
“It’s a blessing to have you here with us,” Coach Kotaro genuinely said before turning his gaze back to Hayashida. “Now, listen to me very carefully.”
“Yes.”
“Hide has figured out your tempo, rhythm, and striking distance,” Coach Kotaro solemnly start his explanation. “So far, you never face opponent who could read you like a textbook and outbox you so well like him. If this is an official match and he already has the stamina and body build to absorb your strike, all he has to do is dragging the fight until you run out of gas.
To counter it, you have to let him come to you instead you come to him. Right now, Hide’s arm doesn’t have the speed or strength to harm you. Be wary of his kick and grappling while waiting the opportunity to land a perfect hit, and maybe you will have the chance to put him down on the matt.”
“That’s sound plausible. Hand over the initiative to him, wait for him to make an opening, and then bash him with full power.” Hayashida then tilted his head to the side as he continued, “But, will Hide come to me if I don’t come to him?”
“Who knows?” Coach Kotaro casually said. “It’s your job to lure him.”
“Okay.” Hayashida firmly replied before turning his gaze to Hide. “Little Rascal, in the next round, come to me or I won’t be your sparring partner anymore.”
‘What a retard, that’s not how you bait your opponent.’ Coach Kotaro looked at Hayashida as if he was an idiot, but he said nothing and only let out a sigh.
As for Hide, he calmly nodded his head. Then, the third round began shortly after.
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Baam! Baam!
Ba-babam!
Ba-babam!!!
Without lowering his vigilance Hide tried to strip Hayashida’s defense, but it was futile. His punch didn’t have enough strength or speed. Hayashida’s swift footwork also enabled him to outbox him whenever he felt to, almost without effort.
“Fuck!!” Hide cursed as he stepped back. “Senior Hayashida, I will never be able to box you, and even if somehow I manage to do it, my punch wills never going through your defense.”
“Correct,” Hayashida happily said. “Now, it’s a game of stamina.”
“Yeah, and it sucks,” Hide took a deep breath before changing the topic. “Let’s just casually talk while waiting this round to end.”
Hayashida smiled and replied, “I don’t mind, but I can’t promise you I won’t switch into offensive in the middle of our chat.”
Hide nodded and asked, “Senior, do you know Sanae Saseki? A clerk in automotive salon about three blocks from this place.”
“Yeah, I know her,” Hayashida said while deeply creased his brows. “But I warn you, don’t try to distract or agitate me by talking about her.”
Hide ignored Hayashida’s displeased expression and continued, “I think she likes you.”
“Huh?” Hayashida instantly gave Hide a sharp glare. “Stop your rubbish before it rubs me in a very very very wrong way.”
“Someone asked me to tap her communication means.”
A lie smoothly slipped through Hide’s teeth, as he did the tapping out of his own interest to study Hayashida, but Hayashida had no way to confirm it so Hide continued his lie confidently.
“And I found several chats about you.”
“Stop it!” Hayashida sternly said.
But Hide casually continued, “Sanae said the rod between your legs is huge, and she love the way you use it on her.
“Hide, I said stop it,” Hayashida eyes turned into a sharp glare.
“In one of her chats she even wrote.” After a short pause Hide continued in flat tone and straight face, “Hayashida is a rough gorilla, but he skillful at hitting my weak spot. I can’t get enough of it and it makes me hot.
Kyaaaa….
I think I fell in love with him. I want to marry him and keep his dick for myself.”
“Really?” The sharp glare in Hayashida’s eyes suddenly turned into curiosity. “Did Sanae really say that?”
“Yeah,” Hide replied in a drop dead serious tone.
“Hide, I will murder you if you are bullshiting me.”
Hide casually replied. “If you have a birthmark in your left thigh, then the Hayashida in Sanae’s chat unmistakably is you.”
“Damn chick,” Hayashida sheepishly smiled before mumbling. “She ceaselessly cursed me and even called me freaking gorilla because I pounded her too hard, and then she refused to meet me ever again, but turned out she loved it.”
“Well, sometimes woman can’t help but dishonest about their feeling.”
“Make sense,” Hayashida happily said while tilting his head to the side and lowered his guard. “Hide, can you show me the text lat---“
BAAM!!!
Hayashida couldn’t finish his words as without a warning a round house kick suddenly landed on his left temple. It knocked him out and dropped him ‘dead’ to the mat.
‘What a goof.’ Outside the fighting matt, Coach Kotaro muttered while shaking his head. Then, he turned his gaze to Hide. “Hide, in the future and if it’s possible, please refrains yourself from hammering Hayashida’s head or his idiocy will be permanent.”
“Understood, Coach,” Hide obediently replied.
“Well, the spar concludes your today training and you did excellent.”
“Yes, coach, and thank you for your guidance.”
After a short pause Coach Kotaro curiously asked, “Are you really capable of tapping someone communication means?”
Hide nodded and replied, “As long as it’s ordinary communication means.”
“Do you study programming on your own?”
“My father is genius software engineer, and there is a time when I want to follow his path,” Hide calmly said. “And in the middle school, I was a prefectural runner up in first-rate programing competition.”
“Does Hanna know about your tapping job?”
“No, not yet. Right now, she knows only the legal part-time programming I do.”
“Do you mind if I tell her about the not so legal one?”
“Not at all, but please don’t give her an impression that I do some high-tech stuff. My tapping method is a child play compare to the real deal.”
“I see.” While looking at Hide straight in the eyes Coach Kotaro added, “I won’t tell her, but you should tell her about it sooner or later.”
“Yes, coach. I’ll do that.”
“Good.”
Then, after the medic staff moved Hayashida to infirmary, Hide immediately cleaned the fighting mat before taking a bath.
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