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「Heartless Woman　part 4」 65: After school, Satoko and Saeko were summoned to the teacher’s office. Rino tried to keep a calm facade, but her hands were sweaty. She met Saeko in front of the office, and they entered together. Saeko, with an innocent and refreshing smile, took Rino’s hand. Her hand was surprisingly cold and dry. In a psychological battle, it's essential not to let your emotions show. Rino had already stumbled at the start. If that’s how she wants to play it, then she’s in for a surprise. The two of them stood before their homeroom teacher. “Satoko, tell me again.” Rino noticed that other teachers were eavesdropping. She spoke loud enough for the entire office to hear. “I lied.” “We’re in love!” Saeko’s hand twitched. How do you like that, you jerk! “What are you talking about! Come over here!” They were moved to a conference room. In addition to their homeroom teacher, the student counselor and the vice-principal were there too. “Is what you said earlier true?” The vice-principal asked again. The three of them looked pale. Rino showed the hand she was holding and replied, “Saeko is everything to me!” Saeko’s hand was trembling. “Saeko, is it true that you’re in a relationship?” “We love each other every night!” Rino interrupted. “I’m not asking you!” “Saeko, I’m asking you!” “We do all sorts of things together!” “Quiet down!” “Take us somewhere!” “We can’t. We’re tightly connected!” Rino showed the tightly held hands again. “Wait, is Saeko not feeling well?” This time, Saeko’s hand was damp with sweat. “Can you please let go already?” Saeko slowly opened her hand. Rino wiped her hand on her skirt and bowed to the teachers. “I’m sorry! I was lying.” “I’m not really close with Saeko.” “We’ve had our differences, but I won’t bring them up here.” “Thank you for believing me, even if it was a lie.” “Don’t worry. I won’t lie again.” “So I promise! I won’t let Saeko push me around anymore!” Everyone was stunned. The vice-principal was nodding vigorously. The homeroom teacher and student counselor were looking down. They must have had something in mind. Rino bowed and stood up to leave the room. At that moment, the vice-principal let out a scream. Rino pinpointed the location of the approaching person by the sound of their footsteps, turned around, and took a defensive stance. She saw Saeko about to swing a chair down on Satoko. There was no hesitation. Rino dodged the blow by a hair’s breadth and delivered an uppercut to Saeko’s solar plexus. As Saeko collapsed in agony, Rino whispered in her ear. “I’m going to expose your true self, you coward!” With that, she turned, bowed, and left the room. A few steps later, she heard the sound of Saeko retching. “Was that good enough?” Rino asked Satoko. “It was perfect!” Satoko was very pleased. 66: Rino waited for Satoko to finish her training. When the gym had thinned out, Rino, in Satoko’s place, reported the day’s events to the coach. The coach was the only one who could tell the difference between Rino and Satoko without being told. He said it was because they were completely different. Rino was impressed, thinking, “As expected from the creature master.” Satoru, who had been listening nearby, noticed a visitor entering the gym. “Welcome!” Satoru greeted them warmly. “Are you interested in joining?” “Yes, that’s right! Is it still possible?” The voice sounded familiar. Rino turned around, half in disbelief. A girl stood there, smiling and nodding at Rino. Rino stepped in between them. “You look well!” “Cleaning your room must have been tough.” She forced a smile, making sure the coach and Satoru could hear her. The two of them realized that the visitor in a tracksuit and dress shoes was Saeko. “Sorry for making you worry!” “I was cleaning with the teachers just a while ago.” “That’s why I’m late getting here!” “But I’m all good now! Thanks for your concern!” Her smile masked her true intentions. “So, what brings you here today?” Rino asked directly. “I saw Satoko training at this boxing gym.” “I’ve always admired it, so I decided to join today.” “Looking forward to training with you!” Rino and Satoru looked at the coach. The coach nodded firmly. Satoru nodded back and began explaining the membership process. Rino felt cold sweat start to break out. 67: After Saeko left, the gym turned into a battlefield. Satoko was furious with the coach for allowing Saeko to join. Rino couldn’t control Satoko’s emotions either. To be fair, even Rino was shocked by Saeko’s stalker-like behavior. “For a high school girl, she’s got some serious nerve,” the coach remarked. “Why are you praising Saeko?” Satoko shouted at the coach. “No, that’s not it. I’m saying she’s not someone you can easily deal with.” “By keeping her close, we might figure out her intentions.” “But as long as she’s here, she’ll be treated like everyone else.” “Please, Satoko, hold back your personal feelings.” The coach gave Satoko a deep bow. “Huh? What’s that supposed to mean?” Satoko crossed her arms and glared at the coach for a while. Without saying a word, she gathered her things and left the gym. The coach remained in his bowed position for some time, even after Satoko had walked out. 67: The next day, Satoko and Saeko walked into the gym together, looking as if they were the best of friends. They were so close it was hard to believe. The coach quickly realized that it was actually Rino in Satoko’s body. They went into the changing room together and came out together. Saeko had specifically requested to follow the same training regimen as Rino. Satoko, smiling brightly, eagerly agreed. But her eyes weren’t smiling at all. The coach allowed it on the condition that they follow Satoru’s instructions. Saeko had surprisingly little stamina. The endurance of Satoko's body, now trained by Rino, was already beyond the average person's. Naturally, Saeko couldn’t keep up with the training. But she was determined to finish, even if it took extra time. Push-ups, roadwork, rope skipping—she did it all. Whatever she couldn’t finish in the gym, she completed outside afterward. It wasn’t just talk; within a few days, her physique started to change. It was impressive determination, the coach thought. There were no more reports from Rino, and only Satoko was seen at the gym. Gradually, the coach found himself getting more involved in Saeko’s training. She reminded him of someone. But he couldn’t remember who. She was always composed and never lost her smile. He had seen that before. Who was it?! But age had caught up with him, and he couldn’t recall. 68: Rino has been silent the whole time. At school, she speaks only when necessary. The same goes for when Satoko asks her questions. Even in the park at night, it’s the same. The less she speaks, the more intense her presence feels. "Don’t provoke Saeko!" That’s all Rino says before falling silent again. Right now, Saeko's popularity is skyrocketing. She's constantly training in boxing, whether it's morning practice or during breaks. She has a knack for getting others involved, and her supporters are growing, making it look like a club might form soon. She invites Satoko to join her every time. Satoko makes vague excuses and never directly refuses. This is on Rino’s orders. At the gym, Saeko is being personally trained by the coach. For a stalker, she's getting special treatment. After tormenting me so much, what’s she planning now? Should I just confront her and ask? "No! Stay calm!" Rino reprimands her. At this rate, I might actually lose to Saeko in boxing. Just as that thought crosses her mind, Rino speaks to her. "Trust me for now!" "I’ll protect you, Satoko!" Satoko felt Rino’s support. If not for that, there’s no way she’d be running from school to the gym alongside Saeko! Today, they headed to the gym together again. 69: Since Saeko started coming to the gym, something has become clear. Saeko is serious and straightforward by nature. When she first came to the gym, I was cautious. But the more I got to know her, the more I realized she had a certain charm. The thing that draws people to her is her constant smile. Sometimes, I even feel like she's smiling through her pain. There’s a depth to Saeko. The trigger was the revenge for when I provoked her. But instead of resorting to underhanded tactics, she stepped into the ring and is trying to beat Satoko in a fair fight. She really has nerves of steel. The unpleasant stares in the classroom haven’t disappeared. But it’s hard to believe that Saeko is the source of it. Rino decided that the first step should be to prove Saeko’s innocence. If Satoko found out, she would probably panic. As long as the suspicion is directed at Saeko, things should stay manageable. But how to contact Saeko without Satoko finding out? Rino resorted to an old-fashioned method—she wrote a handwritten letter to the coach. Using the code from her previous life. 70: Satoko handed over the letter from Rino. Judging by her smirk, she clearly misunderstood the contents. Indeed, the letter was clumsy, full of simple requests like wanting Saeko to be more honest and for both Satoko and Rino to be better acknowledged. It was riddled with spelling errors, making it almost unreadable. At least for an ordinary person. The errors themselves were part of the message, with certain keywords marked. Our rule was to punch small holes with a ballpoint pen in specific places, changing the order to create the actual message. When rearranged, the letters spelled out: “Rino, Familiar, Boxing.” It seemed Rino had remembered as well. I reviewed the records since Rino started coming to the gym and asked some contacts about "Saeko." With no solid leads, my eyes suddenly caught a framed photo. It was from Rino’s debut match. A picture taken before the match. Even after Rino disappeared, I kept it on display. Who was her opponent in that match? I couldn’t recall, so I called Satoru and searched the internet using the photo. It was difficult to find the opponent's name among the flood of Rino’s images. Finally, on one site, I found her registered as “Momiji” in Rino’s match data. It was from a gym that had closed down years ago. But no memories surfaced. Further searching online yielded no results. I called an editor from a magazine I had contacted earlier. He didn’t know either. Just when I thought I had hit a dead end, memories from that time began to resurface. "After Rino's debut match, I had her write something, didn’t I?" I had brought her to the gym after the match for a lecture. There might be a record of that! I had packed Rino’s mementos into a cardboard box. If it’s not in there, it’s nowhere! There it was. A handwritten statement. Reading that statement, my memory came flooding back. Saeko and Rino were connected. 71: Momiji started kickboxing at 17 and turned professional at 18. Her specialty was the middle kick, followed by a barrage of punches when her opponent faltered, and she finished with a high kick—her signature move. Nicknamed the "KO Machine," she even won world championships. The media took notice, and her early twenties were filled with excitement. Kickboxing was all the rage at the time, with sold-out tickets and high fight purses. At the peak of her popularity, she married a fellow gym member and retired from the sport. She gave birth at 27. Just when she thought she had everything ahead of her, the kickboxing boom ended. She divorced her husband, who had become self-destructive. For the sake of her child, she did whatever she could. Her days revolved entirely around work and raising her child. It was hard on her, especially after experiencing a brief taste of heaven. As she began to feel herself spiraling into despair, a call came. The president of the kickboxing gym was starting a boxing program. He wanted her to use her kickboxing experience as a weapon to aim for a world championship in boxing. She mentioned she had a family, but was reassured that there had been single mother champions in the past. She was overwhelmed with happiness at being needed again. From the very next day, she started bringing her child to the gym. She was almost 30 years old. 72: Boxing was a completely different world from kickboxing. Without the use of kicks, even the stance was different. It was an entirely different sport. Her trainer, also a former kickboxer, learned alongside her. She could be with her child, and during practice, the coach and others would look after the little one. With an adorable smile, her child became everyone’s favorite. The exhaustion from work and training seemed to vanish. Her world was filled with dreams. 73: Momiji’s fighting style was all about giving the audience a show. She genuinely wanted to put on matches that the crowd would enjoy. She fought brutal in-fights, earning victory after victory while accumulating scars. Her daughter, watching her, expressed a desire to box as well. At some point, her daughter started writing encouraging charms with crayons on her hand wraps before each match. The thought of not being alone gave her the strength to get back up whenever she was knocked down. As her career progressed smoothly, she moved from four-round to six-round fights. 74: Momiji thought of the six-round fight as just another rite of passage. She didn’t slack off in her training, and her daughter even wrote the usual good luck charm on her hand wraps. The result was a first-round KO loss. Early in the fight, she was caught with a right hook to the jaw after a right straight, causing a concussion. When she came to, she was lying down in the dressing room. Her first professional loss was shockingly abrupt. Her daughter, mistakenly thinking she had died, had tears welling up in her eyes, yet she was smiling brightly. She was keeping the promise they had made: “Smile when times are tough.” Momiji, too, smiled back through her tears. 75: After a KO loss, a fighter is typically barred from competing for one to three months. Following her first loss, Momiji continued to suffer KO defeats. There were three main reasons for this: 1. **Fighting Style:** Momiji's style emphasized entertaining the audience, much like professional wrestling. She preferred slugfests, focusing on thrilling the crowd. However, boxing is ultimately a sport where individual victory is paramount. Experienced fighters avoid unnecessary exchanges, focusing instead on finding openings and defeating their opponents with precision. Momiji refused to abandon her approach. 2. **Coaching:** Momiji's coach did not fully understand boxing. Though a skilled kickboxing trainer, boxing was an entirely different sport. The strategies that worked in four-round fights became ineffective against opponents who had developed solid defensive techniques for six-round matches. 3. **Physical Decline:** By the time she reached 30, Momiji's body was deteriorating. Competing against fighters in their twenties, or even teenagers, made the differences in reflexes and explosiveness starkly apparent. She relied on stamina and determination to get through her matches. Due to these factors, Momiji struggled to win in six-round fights. It became increasingly difficult to schedule matches for her, and she ended up fighting only a few times a year. Despite her unwavering dedication to training, the gym began to struggle with how to handle her. Even when advised to retire and become a trainer, Momiji stubbornly clung to her desire to remain an active fighter. Her role eventually became that of a "journeyman," a fighter used to build the records of up-and-coming talent, and she was demoted back to four-round fights. No matter the hardships she faced, she was able to keep going as long as she had her daughter by her side. 76: For fighters without a strong career track record, the retirement age was set at 37. Momiji was now 36, with her birthday marking the deadline. She had fought in over ten matches, but her record was dismal, with her best results being draws and most of the others losses. What kept her going despite this was the fact that her tickets always sold out. She was supported by a loyal fan base. Momiji had always fought for her fans. Though every match ended with her face bloodied and swollen, the audience was electrified. The crowd often chanted her name, "Momiji," more fervently than that of the winner. She was a fighter who would get knocked down repeatedly but always got back up to exchange blows again. Her resilience, rising from the canvas time after time, was like something out of a movie. Her daughter took pride in her and had expressed a desire to learn boxing from Momiji once she entered middle school. Each time, her daughter's good luck charm written on the hand wraps grew longer, a testament to her growth. Momiji felt the limits of her ability many times, but the cheers from her supporters gave her strength. Though she knew she would never become a world champion, she vowed to herself that she would continue fighting without giving up until the very end. However, this was a grave mistake as a professional boxer. Given her success as a kickboxing champion, it wouldn’t have been surprising if Momiji had also achieved greatness in boxing. True progress comes from seriously analyzing one’s weaknesses, making necessary improvements, and evolving. Her stubbornness and refusal to change were nothing short of negligence. Even worse, she turned this obstinance into a point of pride, making her seem more foolish than anything else. Those within the industry understood this. They intentionally refrained from pointing it out, using Momiji to serve their own purposes. But there was someone who didn’t approve of this exploitation. 77: The last match scheduled before her retirement was against a rookie making their debut. Though her opponent was considered far inferior, Momiji intensified her training like never before. If she was going to fight, she would give it her all and make it the best stage possible. For herself and for her opponent. This time, she was determined to win! She poured everything into rigorous training with that thought in mind every day. Her body, at 36 years old, was remarkably toned. The silhouette, free of excess muscle, had a mechanical elegance. She endured thoughtless insults and faced the day of her final match as a professional. In the dressing room, her daughter wrote her usual charm with a marker. This time, it was just one phrase: "Thank you for everything!" Uncharacteristically, Momiji broke down in tears before the match. She pulled herself together, completed her warm-up, and stepped into the ring. The audience this time was different from usual. The tickets had sold out, but her fights had typically been less popular. However, this rookie was strikingly beautiful and had appeared in the media. The crowd was overwhelmingly in support of her opponent, making Momiji painfully aware that she was in hostile territory. But she would not give up until the very end! With that resolve, she waited for the gong to sound. 78: This rookie was the toughest opponent she had ever faced. They had the exact same fighting style. From the first round, both of them stood their ground, exchanging blows. The rookie's punches were heavier than anyone she had fought in her six-round matches. She hit back, but was immediately hit in return. The fight she had always wanted had finally come true. The audience roared with excitement each time a punch landed, fully absorbed in the heated battle unfolding in the ring. Both she and the rookie let out groans with each punch, the sheer impact undeniable. Neither of them could keep their breath steady, gasping