13 Chapter 13- The Colosseum

Rumors stated that Kotone had fell in love with Acheron years ago and had finally met after being separated for so long, she proposed to him but was rejected.

Male students who have heard it, couldn't help but glare at him with ill intent as he walked the halls with the girls.

He found all this very entertaining, it will make his name spread and make things easier for him, things like the bet he had with Sakura. Thought he always seems to be complaining about things being troublesome, the real him craves conflict and chaos. Soon, the core classes had ended, and it was time for clubs.

He had eaten lunch with the girls but soon separated, they had their own clubs to participate in and Acheron still needed to find one to join. He started to walk aimlessly through the campus, hoping to find something interesting.

He had arrived at what the school calls The Colosseum, as he looked at it, he couldn't help but think about his time in the real Colosseum. Back when gladiator fights were at its peak in Rome, he had participated for almost 10 years before he moved on to other things.

Unlike most gladiators, who were slaves, Acheron was the only that was both a Patron and fighter. That meant even though he owned gladiators, he himself participated in these gruesome games, in which he reaped lives at his heart's content.

The Colosseum in front of him, though it did resemble the original in design, it was at least 5 times bigger and obviously more modernized. He noticed that people had begun to head towards the Colosseum in a hurry as if there was something not to be missed. He stopped a girl as she passed by and asked her what was going on.

"There is a scheduled match for today, King of Jujitsu vs King of Thugs" the girl said "It supposed to be a really intense match, the King of Stranglers is a jujitsu master, while the King Thug is a street fighter, they both have similar number of wins and winner takes 50,000-yen home"

Acheron found this match up interesting but before he could thank the girl, she had already left in a hurry. He headed for the entrance, paid for a ticket and looked for a seat. He quickly found one and sat down. He thought about what the girls had told him of this place and how this place could be used for students to earn money fighting or to host events, like concerts.

To him they basically brought back gladiator fights without the life and death fights and the fighters not being slaves. He thought about finding a way to join these fights, since maybe some of these children could surprise him. As he was deep in thought waiting for the match to start, someone spoke to him.

"Excuse me, is that seat taken?" a girl asked.

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To Acheron's surprise, it just so happened to be the girl he had stopped on his way here. He smiled at her "What a coincidence that we meet again"

The girl realized it was the boy he just met outside the Colosseum. "Sorry I left in such a hurry, but I had to see my brother's match" she said with an apologetic look on her face.

"No worries, go ahead and sit down " he said as he let her pass by him "So, who is your brother?"

"Thank you, my brother is one of the fighters, Alexandre Vuitton, King of Jujitsu" she said with a proud look on her face. "By the way, my name is Emilia Vuitton, a first year"

"Nice to meet you Emilia, my name is Acheron Belau" Acheron introduced himself.

She had a pensive look on her face as she heard his name "Acheron? Belau? Are you the one that seduced the Goddess of Music, had her propose to you and then rejected her in front of a crowd of students?"

"Seduced? Sorry but I never seduced anyone, today is my first day and I had never seen her before in my life" he said to her. Acheron was wondering how this rumor was getting even more ridiculous every time he heard it.

"I also heard that you seduced Watanabe-senpai and Saegusa-senpai and that you have been doing unspeakable things to them around the school" Emilia said

Anger couldn't help but flare up a bit inside him, he swore to himself he will break the person's legs when he found out who is spreading these ridiculous rumors. He gave her a wry smile "Don't believe the rumors, they were just giving me a tour around campus, and we are just classmates"

"Is that true?" she couldn't help but say it with a little suspicion.

"Its true" he said "I just met them earlier today, i already said that today is my first day here"

She glared at him for a little while until it seemed that she finally believed his words. She looked down at arena and noticed her brother at one of the entrances. "Look! There's my brother! The match is about to start!!" she had already forgotten the conversation she just had with Acheron and entirely focused on her brother.

Acheron looked at the fighters and could tell they were decent. He noticed something about the thug looking character and smiled. He turned to Emilia "Your brother is going to have a hard time, unless he has a sure win trump card"

Emilia frowns and furrows her eyebrows at Acheron's words. With a little anger in her voice "What do you mean by that? Are you saying my brother is going to lose?"

"I'm not saying that! But what I am saying is he is to have a hard time fighting him" Acheron didn't look at her but down at the fighters. "It's a bad match up between him and your brother"

"How can that be? That guy is a street fighter, once my brother gets him on the ground, its over!" She exclaims, she just can't accept Acheron's words.

Acheron couldn't help but shake his head noticing she didn't believe his words, he had already analyzed both fighters with a quick glance at their bodies, nothing escaped his eyes. This Alexandre Vuitton, his body was made for jujitsu, a talent worthy of people's jealousy. While the other guy's body was built up on the streets, bullet holes and cut marks riddled his body, barely covered up by the tattoos he has all over his body, including his face. What interested Acheron the most was the little secret his body held and wondered if Alexandre could cope with it.