Goka Nijiku

Professional MMA Fighter | Discipline. Precision. Victory. No excuses. No mercy.

[redhornschampion]

"Losing isn't something I do."

Bruv... I'm too tired for this. I'll fill it out later trust.

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[averagehighness]

Cuz of my track competitions...

[redhornschampion]

"I'll make sure I'm there for each and every one of them if your worried about that."

[bud-in-bloom]

Ya shouldn't overwork yerself.

[redhornschampion]

"It's worth it to see you doin' your best in track."

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[averagehighness]

Cuz of my track competitions...

[redhornschampion]

"I'll make sure I'm there for each and every one of them if your worried about that."

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Just as bad as a lifelong addict without cocaine.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a soft laugh. "What? He's doing lines of salt?" Goka's coach said in a joking tone. Clearly he underestimated how bad Goka truly was without salt.

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka lifted his eyebrows and glanced up at Goka.]

Well...

[redhornschampion]

Goka immediately had an awkward look on his face as a memory of Zanka coming into his room came into the front of his thoughts. "Well- It's hard ok!" Goka's coach was rendered speechless by that statement. "You're doing lines of salt?!" "No?"

[bud-in-bloom]

I almost went runnin' to tell Ma he was doin' drugs.

[redhornschampion]

"Goka! That cannot be good for you!" Goka's coach said shaking his head. "I don't feel affected. I feel great!"

[bud-in-bloom]

For now.

Let's just go,Goka!

[redhornschampion]

"Sounds good to me."

[bud-in-bloom]

Ya need to see the doctor fo' that split lip or has the salt closed it already?

[redhornschampion]

"Meant to see the doctor anyways." Goka said with a sigh.

[bud-in-bloom]

Question

'Re ya gonna keep on with the matches durin' summer?

[redhornschampion]

"Course I am. Why you ask?"

[redhornschampion]

A girl with a pink jester hat and bells follows Zanka, staring up at Goka blankly as if the guy had either insulted her entire bloodline or done something so impressive she was lost for words.

"… Hi!"

— @crackerjack-gil .

Goka seemed confused he was used to people screaming and practically talking his ear off with some story of admiration. "Hello. So... Do you want an autograph? Zanka never confirmed or denied nothin'."

[crackerjack-gil]

Gil smiled a toothy grin, her hands balled into little excited fists.

"I can’t read! My dad loves hearing your matches, though! He can’t see— Voice memos are better but that’s okay—

What’s your workout routine? Do I gotta’ bulk to do this too? I love watching this stuff!"

[redhornschampion]

"Can your dad read braille?" Goka asked. "I can let you record a video of me sayin' something too if that's better." Goka said with a hum. "Not necessarily, but if you would prefer to fight with people you might feel are closer to your strength it can't hurt. I can't share my routine though, enemies will steal it. There always listening."

[crackerjack-gil]

"Mhm! It’s not often people can just write in braille by hand, tho. I just wanna’ get him somethin’ nice…"

She tapped her cheek, blinking with her mouth pursed into an ‘o’ shape.

"Ohhh. Fun! That’s so cool… There isn’t, like, studying for this, right? Just training?"

[redhornschampion]

"No, there isn't really much studying involved. Most of it is purely training." Goka said with a hum.

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Just as bad as a lifelong addict without cocaine.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a soft laugh. "What? He's doing lines of salt?" Goka's coach said in a joking tone. Clearly he underestimated how bad Goka truly was without salt.

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka lifted his eyebrows and glanced up at Goka.]

Well...

[redhornschampion]

Goka immediately had an awkward look on his face as a memory of Zanka coming into his room came into the front of his thoughts. "Well- It's hard ok!" Goka's coach was rendered speechless by that statement. "You're doing lines of salt?!" "No?"

[bud-in-bloom]

I almost went runnin' to tell Ma he was doin' drugs.

[redhornschampion]

"Goka! That cannot be good for you!" Goka's coach said shaking his head. "I don't feel affected. I feel great!"

[bud-in-bloom]

For now.

Let's just go,Goka!

[redhornschampion]

"Sounds good to me."

[bud-in-bloom]

Ya need to see the doctor fo' that split lip or has the salt closed it already?

[redhornschampion]

"Meant to see the doctor anyways." Goka said with a sigh.

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Just as bad as a lifelong addict without cocaine.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a soft laugh. "What? He's doing lines of salt?" Goka's coach said in a joking tone. Clearly he underestimated how bad Goka truly was without salt.

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka lifted his eyebrows and glanced up at Goka.]

Well...

[redhornschampion]

Goka immediately had an awkward look on his face as a memory of Zanka coming into his room came into the front of his thoughts. "Well- It's hard ok!" Goka's coach was rendered speechless by that statement. "You're doing lines of salt?!" "No?"

[bud-in-bloom]

I almost went runnin' to tell Ma he was doin' drugs.

[redhornschampion]

"Goka! That cannot be good for you!" Goka's coach said shaking his head. "I don't feel affected. I feel great!"

[bud-in-bloom]

For now.

Let's just go,Goka!

[redhornschampion]

"Sounds good to me."

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Just as bad as a lifelong addict without cocaine.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a soft laugh. "What? He's doing lines of salt?" Goka's coach said in a joking tone. Clearly he underestimated how bad Goka truly was without salt.

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka lifted his eyebrows and glanced up at Goka.]

Well...

[redhornschampion]

Goka immediately had an awkward look on his face as a memory of Zanka coming into his room came into the front of his thoughts. "Well- It's hard ok!" Goka's coach was rendered speechless by that statement. "You're doing lines of salt?!" "No?"

[bud-in-bloom]

I almost went runnin' to tell Ma he was doin' drugs.

[redhornschampion]

"Goka! That cannot be good for you!" Goka's coach said shaking his head. "I don't feel affected. I feel great!"

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Just as bad as a lifelong addict without cocaine.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a soft laugh. "What? He's doing lines of salt?" Goka's coach said in a joking tone. Clearly he underestimated how bad Goka truly was without salt.

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka lifted his eyebrows and glanced up at Goka.]

Well...

[redhornschampion]

Goka immediately had an awkward look on his face as a memory of Zanka coming into his room came into the front of his thoughts. "Well- It's hard ok!" Goka's coach was rendered speechless by that statement. "You're doing lines of salt?!" "No?"

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Just as bad as a lifelong addict without cocaine.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a soft laugh. "What? He's doing lines of salt?" Goka's coach said in a joking tone. Clearly he underestimated how bad Goka truly was without salt.

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Don't make me take those cookies back.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach turned to deadpan stare at Zanka. "You were the one to give him those?" "Ay, shut it coach. He wanted to do something nice for his big brother, he can't help this is how he shows his love."

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka cringes slightly as the coach turned back,moving behind Goka before narrowing his eyes.]

Yeah! What he said!

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach took a deep breath. It really wasn't worth lecturing Zanka over, he was aware enough and seemed he would force Goka to have some water later so he would let it go this time. ( Exactly like every other time. ) "Alright.. Just not after match's anymore."

[bud-in-bloom]

I promise! Scout's honor!

[Said the one who has never been a scout.]

[redhornschampion]

Goka reach back a hand to ruffle Zanka's hair. "See, all harmless just want me to feel loved!" Goka's coach rolled his eyes. "I get it. I won't tell Ettiquel about this either, just don't keep pushing your luck by being a salt hungry fiend."

[bud-in-bloom]

But that's his title! That's an unreasonable demand.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a long sigh. "can't tell if your on my side or your brothers."

[bud-in-bloom]

'M on my big bro's side,duh. 'M just honest.

[redhornschampion]

Goka gave a slight nod. "Mhm, he knows you guys are all unreasonable... Keeping me from salty foods." Goka's coach just let out a laugh. "Right. Unreasonable."

[bud-in-bloom]

Ya'll don't know what we deal with at home durin' withdrawals.

[redhornschampion]

"Enlighten me then. How bad can your brother possibly be without salt?"

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Don't make me take those cookies back.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach turned to deadpan stare at Zanka. "You were the one to give him those?" "Ay, shut it coach. He wanted to do something nice for his big brother, he can't help this is how he shows his love."

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka cringes slightly as the coach turned back,moving behind Goka before narrowing his eyes.]

Yeah! What he said!

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach took a deep breath. It really wasn't worth lecturing Zanka over, he was aware enough and seemed he would force Goka to have some water later so he would let it go this time. ( Exactly like every other time. ) "Alright.. Just not after match's anymore."

[bud-in-bloom]

I promise! Scout's honor!

[Said the one who has never been a scout.]

[redhornschampion]

Goka reach back a hand to ruffle Zanka's hair. "See, all harmless just want me to feel loved!" Goka's coach rolled his eyes. "I get it. I won't tell Ettiquel about this either, just don't keep pushing your luck by being a salt hungry fiend."

[bud-in-bloom]

But that's his title! That's an unreasonable demand.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a long sigh. "can't tell if your on my side or your brothers."

[bud-in-bloom]

'M on my big bro's side,duh. 'M just honest.

[redhornschampion]

Goka gave a slight nod. "Mhm, he knows you guys are all unreasonable... Keeping me from salty foods." Goka's coach just let out a laugh. "Right. Unreasonable."

[redhornschampion]

"Kid! We came ta see your match! We stayed in the back. Good ta see ya!" Tatsuo cheerfully waves Goka over as Tallulah smiles softly as she is sitting in her wheelchair today. "Hello Goka. Been a while."

@nijikusvanlife

Goka walked over with a big smile giving Tatsuo a tight hug and then giving Tallulah a gentle side-hug. "It's good to see you both!"

[nijikusvanlife]

Tatsuo practically picks Goka up into the hug and Tallulah smiles softly. "We missed you all. Ph it's so good to see you." Tallulah says caringly as she gets up to properly hug Goka and to look him over.

[redhornschampion]

"How have you been Auntie Talla?" Goka asked as he set down the box he had gotten from Zanka which had very few cookies left inside.

[nijikusvanlife]

"Oh, I've been already. Tay seem ta think I need to slow down." Tallulah says cheerfully as Tatsuo rolls his eyes. "I wonder why I'd be thinkin that." He says sarcastically.

[redhornschampion]

Goka let out a soft laugh. "Well, I'd love to stay around but think my coach is gonna kill me if he finds out I haven't seen the doctor here yet.."

[nijikusvanlife]

"What are ya doing ya rugrat! Go to the doc!" Tatsuo says with a laugh. Tallulah smiles softly as she chuckles. "We won't keep you then."

[redhornschampion]

Goka took a second to wipe the crumbs off his face and gave a wave before he was going to the doctor to get checked over.

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Don't make me take those cookies back.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach turned to deadpan stare at Zanka. "You were the one to give him those?" "Ay, shut it coach. He wanted to do something nice for his big brother, he can't help this is how he shows his love."

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka cringes slightly as the coach turned back,moving behind Goka before narrowing his eyes.]

Yeah! What he said!

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach took a deep breath. It really wasn't worth lecturing Zanka over, he was aware enough and seemed he would force Goka to have some water later so he would let it go this time. ( Exactly like every other time. ) "Alright.. Just not after match's anymore."

[bud-in-bloom]

I promise! Scout's honor!

[Said the one who has never been a scout.]

[redhornschampion]

Goka reach back a hand to ruffle Zanka's hair. "See, all harmless just want me to feel loved!" Goka's coach rolled his eyes. "I get it. I won't tell Ettiquel about this either, just don't keep pushing your luck by being a salt hungry fiend."

[bud-in-bloom]

But that's his title! That's an unreasonable demand.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach let out a long sigh. "can't tell if your on my side or your brothers."

[redhornschampion]

"Kid! We came ta see your match! We stayed in the back. Good ta see ya!" Tatsuo cheerfully waves Goka over as Tallulah smiles softly as she is sitting in her wheelchair today. "Hello Goka. Been a while."

@nijikusvanlife

Goka walked over with a big smile giving Tatsuo a tight hug and then giving Tallulah a gentle side-hug. "It's good to see you both!"

[nijikusvanlife]

Tatsuo practically picks Goka up into the hug and Tallulah smiles softly. "We missed you all. Ph it's so good to see you." Tallulah says caringly as she gets up to properly hug Goka and to look him over.

[redhornschampion]

"How have you been Auntie Talla?" Goka asked as he set down the box he had gotten from Zanka which had very few cookies left inside.

[nijikusvanlife]

"Oh, I've been already. Tay seem ta think I need to slow down." Tallulah says cheerfully as Tatsuo rolls his eyes. "I wonder why I'd be thinkin that." He says sarcastically.

[redhornschampion]

Goka let out a soft laugh. "Well, I'd love to stay around but think my coach is gonna kill me if he finds out I haven't seen the doctor here yet.."

[redhornschampion]

"Kid! We came ta see your match! We stayed in the back. Good ta see ya!" Tatsuo cheerfully waves Goka over as Tallulah smiles softly as she is sitting in her wheelchair today. "Hello Goka. Been a while."

@nijikusvanlife

Goka walked over with a big smile giving Tatsuo a tight hug and then giving Tallulah a gentle side-hug. "It's good to see you both!"

[nijikusvanlife]

Tatsuo practically picks Goka up into the hug and Tallulah smiles softly. "We missed you all. Ph it's so good to see you." Tallulah says caringly as she gets up to properly hug Goka and to look him over.

[redhornschampion]

"How have you been Auntie Talla?" Goka asked as he set down the box he had gotten from Zanka which had very few cookies left inside.

[redhornschampion]

The final round was slipping away.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

He gave his opponent a single respectful nod before turning and walking toward his corner as the announcer declared his victory.

[bud-in-bloom]

Don't make me take those cookies back.

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach turned to deadpan stare at Zanka. "You were the one to give him those?" "Ay, shut it coach. He wanted to do something nice for his big brother, he can't help this is how he shows his love."

[bud-in-bloom]

[Zanka cringes slightly as the coach turned back,moving behind Goka before narrowing his eyes.]

Yeah! What he said!

[redhornschampion]

Goka's coach took a deep breath. It really wasn't worth lecturing Zanka over, he was aware enough and seemed he would force Goka to have some water later so he would let it go this time. ( Exactly like every other time. ) "Alright.. Just not after match's anymore."

[bud-in-bloom]

I promise! Scout's honor!

[Said the one who has never been a scout.]

[redhornschampion]

Goka reach back a hand to ruffle Zanka's hair. "See, all harmless just want me to feel loved!" Goka's coach rolled his eyes. "I get it. I won't tell Ettiquel about this either, just don't keep pushing your luck by being a salt hungry fiend."