Chapter 89 The Bet of Life




Kosmo was now finally defeated. Life went on as usual, only with Sen Jinka and Junks everything doesn't go according to plan. She and Junks had, as always, gotten into each other's hair by little things, of course for no reason and completely unnecessary. He was convulsively convinced that he had to forget Sen Jinka, in his anger he threw impossible things at her head like Sen Jinka thinks he is better and he is not good enough for her. In retrospect he wanted to leave her because she revealed to him that he is everything she wants. But in her anger she ran away Junks grabbed her close and didn't hit her too much in the stomach. She went down in pain. She held her stomach for a while, then looked up angry but not pain free. Now Junks kicked her face with the full force of his shin leg, she flew meters over the reception courtyard when she went down with several overturns, the print was clearly visible.She struggled to get into a fighting position holding her stomach and the other fist was clenched she held out angrily towards Junks. She looked at a figure with folded arms in front of her chest who smiled at her belligerently. > What was that you brain amputee? she yelled at him. That left him cold, however, he continued to smile> Don't flinch around here, but finally fight, you're not a weakling, are you? What's the matter with you? What the fuck? she asked annoyed. > Don't ask stupid questions here that you can answer yourself! So I want to start a serious fight! he smiled. > Why answer yourself? I like to fight with you but only on one condition! she said. > Acceptable! Now we're getting a little closer to the whole thing! he replied. > What is that supposed to be explain it or you can put the fight somewhere else! she snapped. He had not changed his position> Angels speak a special language!Anyway you! Fighting is the only way to get to your heart and brain if someone wants to click something for you and I've checked that now! Then it just has to go that way! he said deliberately. > And further in the text, what do you want me to click? she asked confidently if annoyed. > You answered when I said I was leaving. I answer that now! he explained. > Go ahead! she asked. He opened his post and walked slowly towards her with a smile on his face> I propose a deal to you! A bet! We fight for it and whoever wins receives the fee of the bet! he explained. > Great idea and what's the deal? she asked in agreement. > If I win ... you give me a chance! and if you win ...! and if I win then ... you have to give me up on love once and for all, forever. I agree! And you? she asked mischievously.Junks nodded thoughtfully. Neither of the two hesitated, it was by no means a game, it was like a fight to the death, a tightrope act that one of the two will lose that means for the loser but to change his life. If Junks loses, he has to find another friend and never bother Sen Jinka with it again. Will his feelings take it or will it kill him? Should Sen Jinka lose she will lose her complete independence and freedom she will have to bind herself to Junks forever. Will she take it or will she die nervously from being deprived of her liberty? But both made this bet who will be the loser? > one more question! How do we fight I think without energy attacks, it's too loud and breaks too much where Piccolo took the trouble! <> I agree! Up to what level do we fight? he asked. > Hm! So I think thoroughbred aaiyajin is enough as it is dangerous enough! she grinned. Don't think I'll lose! I am not made for a life as a housewife - I will keep my freedom! she grinned thoughtfully. > I don't think so! I won't give up on you then I can order a room on the other side right away!


Chapter 90 Struggle for Freedom




Sen Jinka and Junks have swept their argument under the carpet - they want to solve their problem through a fight. The winner gets it all. For everyone, defeat is the absolute end, but who will win? You stand in a fighting position, concentrated briefly and both were flashed away. They had an incredible pace even in Thoroughbred mode. They smiled belligerently at each other. They beat each other like there was no tomorrow for either of them. As if they were real opponents. When you saw them you could see that the two were absolutely equally strong, they gave each other absolutely nothing.Hardly hit any blows. They were precise and tough. But their defense technique was totally correct. It seemed to be fun for the two of them, even if this fight was about everything, they smiled. It's like a deadly addiction to a craving for it! But was it also a desire for the opponent? They touched, they were close, very close! And nothing should spark there? After a few more minutes of beating each other, they jumped breathlessly apart. They were still in a fighting position, smiling if out of breath. > Damn it, I didn’t expect that, it’s going to be nice! This is going to be tough, but it's fun. But that doesn't change the fact that I'll win! he assured her with a grin. They crept around each other like "big cats lurking for the prey. Then they flew towards each other again they beat each other but something unexpected happened. Junks was very focused and had got his target. But Sen Jinka was just fixated not to lose , she was uncentric and let her anger guide her.So Junks managed to flash behind her with the ghost trick, holding her neck with one arm and her arms pulled back with one arm. She couldn't breathe and screamed, but her scream stopped. "Now give up, you don't have a chance and I don't want to break my girlfriend's neck!" Never ever! she croaked. Junks felt how seriously she took it, how much her freedom meant to her. Let loose and then go. Both sank tired to the ground, the fight had cost them a lot of strength, on the one hand suffocating on the other hand holding on. Sen Jinka sank to the ground, she held her neck and gasped for air, she couldn't fight any more. Junks was at least as strong as she and both had the fight against Kosmo behind them. She sat with her feet stretched forward and gasped for air. Junks sat behind her on his knees which hugged her hips and he was out of breath and exhausted. Both sat like this for a while until their breathing calmed down.Normally they were able to fight again but neither of them did. They thought about their thoughts and drove them insane, but no one moved. As it burst out of Junks, he had little control over his actions, it was a reflex he couldn't fight it. He cocked his head and looked at her. His hand was trembling, he was trembling, all over his body. His breathing became harder and slower. His hand trembled, he pulled back several times, but finally his fingers touched her hand. She winced, startled, but she didn't turn around. Slowly and carefully he began to stroke her hand, he went up the arm until he reached her upper arm. He couldn't even understand what he was doing, he was shocked at himself. Sen Jinka was no different, otherwise she would have kicked him away or beaten him, threw things at his head but she let it be, she couldn't defend herself. He looked at her with dreamy eyes and tilted head.His breathing was heavy and faltering, his face came closer and closer to her steel cheek and closer and closer, but again and again he flinched back slightly. His face was (you can imagine Tenth as with Son Goku and Vegeta in Boo when they did this Kamehame-Ha, with the cuddling and so on!) She felt his hot, demanding but hesitant breath on her skin. Then she felt his lips caress her steely cheek. He didn't kiss her, his lips just caressed her like a hand.


Kapitel91 'You have won'




Sen Jinka and Junks had fought a bitter fight with Junks prevailing last. He gave in anyway, both sat exhausted on the floor because it happened that incredible Junks began to caress her arm. He couldn't do anything for him, had no more control, but Sen Jinka didn't fight back either, she let it. But then his face approached hers. She could feel his hot hesitant breath on her hat.He didn't know what he was doing, he was scared himself. Then she felt his soft lips on her cheek, he didn't kiss her. His lips just caressed her cheek like a comforting hand. It was similar to how a cat puffs itself more slowly and not with its tongue. Sen Jinka winced - she had never seen it before. A cold chill ran down her spine, but she didn't fight back. She was trembling, her eyes were wide open, but she didn't feel the feeling was bad. Suddenly it was dripping slowly and it started to rain. Junks slowly took his lips away from her cheek. But she could feel his hot breath, he was calmer and master of what he was doing. He swallowed deeply, she still hadn't had the courage to fight back or turn around. Then he whispered in her ear: 'You won! What did I do? she asked herself reproachfully. She had realized how important he was to her. Everything he had done for her in her life made her feel lousy. She made a lot of mistakes. Without considering what to do or say, she ran after him. She stopped in front of the door of her room, her heart pounding in her throat. But this time she was determined not to back down. She opened the door and entered. She back behind her a lot. She looked at someone familiar to her. It was Junks she looked deep into his eyes. His eyes were devoted like those of a servant had he meant the