#609 Showdown Between Sisters

It’s me, Heroine Momoko.

Miss Belena, Selena’s older sister, and Miss Batemy, the seamstress. 

The two who entered the ring were dressed in ring costumes for female wrestlers, looking youthful and erotic.

Miss Belena is dressed in a blue, revealing, and sexy costume, while Miss Batemy in purple.

Being older than Selena and me, they have an allure neither of us possesses.

And...

It wasn’t just their sexy appearance that surprised me.

When the match began, I was astonished by their overwhelming ability.

“Selena! Switch places!!!”

“Ghh...!”

Our opponents are stronger than I anticipated.

They are agile and anticipate our movements two steps ahead of us.

They’re also in sync with one another, cunningly unleashing combination attack after combination attack in front of the referee. 

Selena is slowly being tormented in the ring.

“Damn it! Don’t fight right in the middle of the ring! How are we supposed to take turns?!”

In a wrestling tag match, you have to wait outside while your partner fights.

To switch, you have to make physical contact with them. But they’re deliberately torturing Selena far from me, not giving us a chance to take turns. 

“They’re tactfully fighting...good at taking position too...”

“Ex-heroine Momoko... you seem to have received a strong skill from the gods and are very confident in your strength. That’s how you’ve kept winning fights through brute force until now.”

?!

They know my background?

But we just met a few days ago!

“It’s a fundamental part of warfare to investigate potential opponents. It’s also one of the many responsibilities of a Heavenly One’s aide,” says Selena’s sister as she body-slams Selena.

“Gah!”

No mercy!

Is this a demon soldier’s unsparing attitude to show no consideration even toward your own blood relative?!

“You’ve really done it now, you stupid sister! Take this!”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Don’t bite my thighs! Foul, foul!!!”

...No, maybe this is just a continuation of their sisters’ quarrel.

“There are teeth marks! Teeth marks!!! Batemy, switch!”

“Okay!”

Her tag team partner jumps over the ropes after a successful contact.

It’s the tailor who makes velvety soft panties next.

Can she fight?!

“Hyaaah! I’m sending you flying!”

“Gyaah!”

As soon as they took turns on the ring, she delivered a dropkick that blew Selena away!

She backs Selena into the corner and chops! Chops! And chops her again!

What a ruthless barrage of blows!

Not only is she strong, but she’s even making me shiver with her fierceness! 

Their tag team is fearsome in every way!

“Ah, this is no time to be impressed by my enemy!”

I have to save Selena!

Good thing she’s near the ropes!

I take over and go over the ropes... HEY!!! Stop bullying Selena!!!

“Watah! Shashashashashashashasha!!!”

Yeesh, scary!

I’m fighting back, yet she doesn’t falter one bit!

She looks nothing like the seamstress who made our gorgeous outfits!

“Don’t underestimate...Miss Batemy...!” strugglingly says Selena, who successfully made it back to our corner.

It must be hard for her to breathe right now after being chopped so many times in the neck.

“She’s a former aide to a Heavenly One. Any soldier who has been promoted to that prestigious position possesses unique qualities.  Miss Batemy is no different...”

“Is it her sewing skills?!”

“No, that won’t be of much benefit to the military... When Miss Batemy was still in the army, she would bite without hesitation if she was not convinced, even if the other party was her superior. What more her enemies? She would bite relentlessly even on the backs of those running away, making friends and foes afraid of her...”

Frankly, I wouldn’t want such a wild person on my side, either. 

“No one could control her feral side until she was scouted and thoroughly broken by Queen Astres...”

“Must you really have to say ‘broken’ of all words?!”

“But it’s the truth. The nickname she got because of his ferocity was Batemy the Demon Dog...!”

To think someone who makes such beautiful and neat clothes would behave so vehemently on the battlefield...

I guess fighting is a frightening thing, after all!

“The people chosen to be Queen Astres’ second-in-command are an elite group of monsters. It was shocking that my sister was chosen for such an elite position. Because while Miss Batemy has a ferocious nickname like Demon Dog, can you guess what they called Selena?”

N-No, what did they call your sister?

“Belena Whose Earnestness is the Only Thing Going for Her!”

...

Well...you know... being earnest is a good thing.

Sometimes I even wish that the world was made so that earnest people would be rewarded in the end...

“Hmph, naïve as always, Selena,” says the woman from the other corner as she smiles intrepidly. “People grow with the passage of time. I, too, struggled in my new home. After maturing, I was given a new name!”

“Say what?!”

“I’m no longer Belena, whose diligence is her only merit. Listen carefully. My new nickname is...!”

Is...?!

“Belena the Self-Proclaimed Incompetent!!!”

...

“Um, you sure that’s not supposed to be an insult?”

“No! It’s got the word self-proclaimed on it!”

Well, I guess you’re not really incompetent if it’s self-proclaimed...

I can’t even decipher the intentions of whoever gave her that alias.

Are they trying to compliment or bad-mouth her?

At least it’s clear that they’re an unusually reserved person.

“Point is, we’re ten steps ahead of you. You should accept that no younger sibling can surpass their older sibling.”

“Nghhhhh...! You talk big for my sister...!”

I have to admit, they are strong opponents.

They fully utilize the age gap between us, not giving us a chance to fight back.

They are transforming the years they have accumulated into their flesh and blood.

No days are spent in idleness, and every second is turned into a meaningful experience.

That’s how veterans are made.

It’s not easy for us to beat such veterans because we aren’t as experienced as they are.

But we won't give up!

We are determined to win and fight that masked woman!

* * *

“We won!!!”

We eventually won.

An unexpected comeback victory!

I was beaten up one-sidedly for 90% of the match, but toward the end, my opponent’s offense suddenly slowed down, so I took advantage of the opportunity to strike back.

As a finishing touch, I jumped off the corner post and did a crash landing with my bum.

Batemy, who was pinned under me, went, “Oobh!”

She fell and was counted to three.

It was a brilliant reversal victory.

This is what pro wrestling is all about.

“We did it, Selena! We beat your sister!”

“Y-Yeah...!”

We managed to win the match, but Selena didn’t seem as happy as I was...

“In the end, my sister didn’t go all out. Magic is her forte, but she didn’t cast a single spell...”

I mean... it’s against the rules to use magic in a wrestling match.

Maybe something like breathing fire is still tolerable? On second thought, that’s probably foul play too.

“Miss Batemy retired from the military and is now focused on being a seamstress, so she shouldn’t have managed to corner me that far. And here I was feeling confident you and I were reasonably competent after having gone through multiple dungeons together...”

I thought it was admirable of Selena to deeply retrospect regardless of us winning the match. 

“You’ve done well, Selena. You’ve become much stronger since we last met,” says Selena’s sister as she amiably approaches us.

Their side lost, yet she seemed unbothered by it.

 “I can rest easy and concentrate on my mission knowing that a talented soldier like you is still serving in the military.”

“What are you even up to nowadays, Sis? People back home say that your presence has become so weak, you’ve finally mastered the art of making yourself invisible.”

“You’re kidding, right...”

She’s shocked.

Maybe she doesn’t get along with her family?

“Anyway, you’re gonna tell what you’ve been doing! Secret mission or whatever, if you don’t have a bit of information to share, your very existence will be an embarrassment to our family!”

“Only after this event ends~”

She successfully dodged a bullet.

That’s right. This isn’t the time to rejoice after one victory. There are more battles to come.

After all, this is a tournament.

We’re going to win them all and fight that masked woman!