The first Santa was without a doubt, everything I expected from the first Santa. Everything was executed masterfully, and the weight of her bulging bag full of presents was just as much of a threat as a swing of her black sacred sword. I only won because the ring was too small for her sled.
The second Santa was just in a different division, so it ended with no contest. I didn't even fight her. She just gave up the belt. But at the same time, we were able to talk about what a Santa should be. This belt without a doubt carries her feelings as well.
The third Santa was a formidable opponent. Had she been in a better condition, I might have been in trouble. Did you know that sheep's wool absorbs impact from punches? That was truly a great learning experience for me.
Oh right. I do have to say that the fourth Santa was my strongest opponent yet. She came straight at me in close quarters. She used very strange steps that prevented my punches from hitting, and her numerous killer Christmas techniques... Honestly, I don't know that I would fare better if I went up against her in the future. I would very much like a rematch, and I'm sure the feeling is mutual. Perhaps I should also incorporate that rhythm into my footwork. Samba...she called it?
The fifth Santa was a terrifying opponent...in a different way. I can't believe she tried attacking a boxer with a syringe... Even if she did that out of kindness, there was no way I was going to allow myself to take such a hit. I'd immediately be disqualified the moment I was suspected of doping. So in a sense, this match kept me on my toes the most.
So I managed to obtain this through those battles...but to be honest, I shouldn't be the one wearing this belt.
I think it should be given to Master, who handled me as Santa Claus so well. But I can't seem to convince them to accept it. That why...at best, I should probably be considered the provisional champion. It's likely there will be another Santa next year. I guess I'll just have to keep on training until a title match with them gets arranged...
The first generation was truly first rate.
All things considered, she was of course, at a high level, but it's worth noting that the weight of that bulging gift bag was as much of a threat as a slash from that black Holy Sword. The only reason for my victory was that the ring was too small for that sled. Yes, that is the only reason.
As for the second generation, the difference in our ranks was too great.
It was a no contest. I didn't fight her. She just ceded the ownership of the belt.
But we were able to talk about how Santa should be.
This belt would undoubtedly carry her feelings as well.
The third generation was also a very strong opponent.
It would've been dangerous for me had she been in perfect physical condition.
Did you know…?
The wool on a sheep's body will absorb the impact of punches.
That was a good learning experience. It was a good learning experience.
Yes, I can say that the fourth generation was by far, the strongest opponent.
It was a head-on melee battle.
Through mysterious steps, she unleashed numerous Christmas killer techniques that couldn't be countered with punches… Honestly speaking, I couldn't guess what would happen next.
I'm hoping to have a rematch.
Surely, she would want a rematch as well.
Maybe I should incorporate that rhythm into my footwork as well?
Samba… was it?
The fifth generation was a terrifying opponent in a different sense.
To think that she'll shoot syringes at a boxer…
Even if it was out of courtesy, I couldn't bring myself to take even one shot.
It would be judged as a doping violation, and I would lose.
In some ways, I can say that it was the most nerve-wrecking match I had.
After all those matches, I was able get my hands on to this… But truth be told, I am not the one who should be wearing this around my waist.
I think it should be given to the Master, who wonderfully raised me as Santa, but I am having quite the trouble getting them to accept this.
That is why… yes.
I currently am the interim champion.
And perhaps, there will be another new Santa next year.
There will be nothing but training for me, until I can get a title match with them…
Bond Level 10 of Karna (Santa).
Karna (Santa)
