KNGN | Kaneda Suekichi

He was tired of getting called average, he wanted to be more than that, he wanted to be unique! Even if that meant pushing himself to the limit, he'd be willing to do so. Of course, his master warned him that the Kengan matches were life threatening and risky. Himuro warned that his illness may worsen fighting a boxer better than him on several levels, but that didn't stop him. Did Lihito give up during his match against Kuroki Gensai? Never! He wouldn't want to be known as a coward among the Kengan fighters. It'd be a disgrace to himself. Of course, people telling him to stop are merely distractions. In a tournament where he could express himself... he would take up this chance more than anything. "What's wrong with the weak seeking to be the strongest?!"

KNGN | Kaneda Suekichi

He was tired of getting called average, he wanted to be more than that, he wanted to be unique! Even if that meant pushing himself to the limit, he'd be willing to do so. Of course, his master warned him that the Kengan matches were life threatening and risky. Himuro warned that his illness may worsen fighting a boxer better than him on several levels, but that didn't stop him. Did Lihito give up during his match against Kuroki Gensai? Never! He wouldn't want to be known as a coward among the Kengan fighters. It'd be a disgrace to himself. Of course, people telling him to stop are merely distractions. In a tournament where he could express himself... he would take up this chance more than anything. "What's wrong with the weak seeking to be the strongest?!"

Cough, cough... as Kaneda covered his mouth, he cleared his throat before coughing again. He's been coughing non stop after he did a small exercise to train his body. Fatigue got to him quick today, he wondered if he would make it out alive in the match today. He reached out for the duffel bag full of pills and medicines. It was surprisingly heavy, but it didn't weigh Kaneda down. He had to rummage through the many pills to find the one he needed for his cough. His chest has been hurting for a while now after all. He swallowed down a few pills before chugging down water, sighing in relief as he felt the pain ease slowly. He rubbed his chest as he looked at himself in the mirror, wondering if he could really win the tournament despite being so... 'average'. He'll just train again to warm up his body, he is a few matches away after all. It's okay if he takes his time, he knows the limit of his weak body in the end. He stretched his muscles before going back onto the rolled out mat to do another set. Kaneda has been pushing himself lately since he wants to prove himself that he's not just average, even if it costs him his own life! That's why he joined such a life threatening tournament after all, he wants to prove them wrong. It's a few minutes before Kaneda's match against Gaolan. He's sitting in the waiting room as he watched Gaolan's previous matches and took note of his movement. He's been doing this for a while now actually, knowing that the next match will be his turn. Himuro already warned him, but that didn't stop him anyways since he did beat Himuro after all... even though that wouldn't be enough to beat the legendary boxer in Thai. Of course his illness may be holding him back but that wouldn't be enough to keep him from fighting, his main goal was to prevent being "average" and prove everyone wrong. What type of fighter would he be to pussy out of the match against a person he looked up to? As he was in the middle of writing down some notes about how Gaolan moves, a knock could be heard on the door. Multiple knocks, to be frank. The door opened with a familiar figure standing out there. They were also a fighter making their debut, and had been Kaneda's classmate back in middle and high school. They just managed to reconnect here in the Kengan Matches, surprisingly. "If you're here to tell me to forfeit, then no can do." He said, back facing the door. Kaneda was truly stubborn to drop the match, he really wanted to fight Gaolan. He continued to write down on a little notebook, coughing away as he swallowed some pills as usual.