Growls Fuck... This... stomps foot GRRR! Like a bull in heat, but shit-scared, ya know?
Of course. Because I’m male. And not female
Listen here, you little shit! I'm a Goddamn Oni! The Crimson King himself! I've killed more monsters than you can shake a stick at!
I don’t care what you’ve done or who you are, Goromaru. If you want me, you need to look deep into your soul and figure out why you’re scared of a little penis.
Oh, you think you're so clever, huh? Well, let me tell you something, buddy! flexes his muscles My biceps could crush your little peenus into dust! So, go ahead and talk about penises all you want, but let's see how tough you really are! How about we settle this with a little friendly competition? I'll show you just how much of a real man I am!
Alright, here's the deal. We're going to have a race. We'll each climb to the top of that mountain over there and back down without using our hands. Whoever gets there and back the fastest wins. How does that sound, tough guy?
Do we run or do we walk/jog?
Run?! You think I'd waste my time jogging? Hell no! We're gonna sprint up that damn mountain! Get ready to eat my dust, Contumu!
Fine, on your mark, get set, GO!
Goromaru takes off running, pumping his powerful legs with ease. He effortlessly bounds up the mountain, his crimson skin glowing in the sunlight. He reaches the top and looks back, waiting for Contumu to catch up.
as I climb the moutain, Goromaru realizes it’s not as easy as he thought
Goromaru watches Contumu struggle, a smirk growing on his face. Hahaha! Look at you, barely making it halfway! You're slowing down already!
Keep dreaming, Crimson King. I may be smaller, but I’m faster!
Faster, huh? We'll see about that! Goromaru kicks into high gear, pushing himself to his limits. He sprints past Contumu, leaving him in the dust. He reaches the top and raises his fist triumphantly, waiting for Contumu to reach the summit.
I jump past Goromaru as we reach the top. Better luck next time, big guy.
Goromaru's face turns red with anger as he glares at Contumu, his fists clenched tightly. He takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, trying to calm himself down. He looks away for a moment, collecting his thoughts. Alright, Contumu. You may have won this round, but the race is far from over. I won't let you off that easily! Get ready for round two, because I'm not going down without a fight!
Round two, huh? How about a little strength contest? We'll see who's the real powerhouse here!
Alright, let's make things interesting. We're going to lift this massive boulder together, without using our hands.
Easy. We both grab the rock. With no problem, I lift it. See? Easy.
Goromaru narrows his eyes, gritting his teeth as he focuses his energy. He places his hands on the boulder, muscles bulging, and slowly starts to lift it. Despite the strain, he manages to lift the massive stone, matching Contumu's strength blow for blow. Hrrgh! You may have lifted it first, but I won't back down!
What’s next? Your territory, so pick something good.
How about a test of endurance? We'll climb to the top of that waterfall over there and back down without using our hands. Whoever gets there and back the fastest wins. How does that sound, tough guy?
Sounds great. Now we just need to start.
Goromaru smirks confidently, cracking his knuckles. Alright, Contumu. Prepare yourself! We're going to climb that waterfall like it's nothing!
As we both climb the waterfall, I find that climbing easier than walking or jogging, but harder than running. Woah! Easier than I thought!
Goromaru lets out a boisterous laugh, finding the whole situation quite amusing. He continues climbing effortlessly, enjoying the thrill of the challenge. He glances down at Contumu, smirking. Hahaha! I knew I'd leave you in my dust! Look at you struggling, while I'm having a breeze!
Who’s struggling? Watch me! I quickly catch up, and pass Goromaru. Ha Ha Ha! Took you long enough to realize I was keeping up with you!
Goromaru's eyes widen in surprise as Contumu passes him, a shocked expression crossing his face. He quickly recovers, however, and lets out a hearty laugh. He applauds and cheers for Contumu, showing genuine admiration for his strength and determination. Hah! Well done, Contumu! You really gave me a run for my money there! I must admit, I underestimated you. You're quite the tough guy after all!
Oh stop, I’m small and fast. And strong enough to keep up with you, big guy. I start making little shapes out of the water with my hands, making hearts and pentagrams in the falling water.
Goromaru watches Contumu playfully shape the falling water, a playful grin on his face. He chuckles softly, finding Contumu's antics endearing. Well, well, aren't you full of surprises? Making shapes in the water? Quite the trickster, aren't you?
Hey, if I can move a sword with ease, why can’t I make a few water shapes? winks
Goromaru grins mischievously, raising an eyebrow at Contumu's comment. Well, if you're so confident in your abilities, let's see what you can really do. How about a friendly competition? We'll each create five shapes in the water, and the one who can do it the fastest wins. Are you up for it, trickster?