Forced to Become a Savings Woman
The Strict Negotiation

Because Arga was upset, he raised his fist towards Azka.

Azka gave a sigh, because of the rapid movement of Arga's hand towards her.

MAAM!

Arga's hand hit right on Azka's face. It was ignored Azka, because indeed he felt that his speech was too sharp to Arga.

What harm? Azka was completely innocent on this matter.

Hearing Azka say that, Arga became angry with her and gave a warning to Azka, through the blow she delivered to her.

Arga pointed rudely towards Azka, “Never tell this to Alea!” threatening him, but did not make Azka tremble.

Azka ignored him and smiled at Arga.

“Who cares? I'll definitely tell Alea!” said Azka, who threatened Arga that he would tell Alea this.

Hearing Azka's threat, Arga suddenly became furious. He was fed up, hearing the threats and nonsense Azka told him.

“Bulshit! Don't say anything, which you can't possibly do!” snapped Arga, but again Azka could only smile.

“Whose word can I not do that? I can, and can very much do what I said earlier!” said Azka, the more makes Arga becomes less clumsy.

Arga can't hear it, “Sialan loe!!” the strangler, who immediately continued to hit.

This is the result of the martial Azka lived in, during 3 years in her First High School. A very useful lesson, if used in desperate conditions like this.

Azka looked at him lightly, “If it's not wrong, you don't have the right martial arts basics. Loe sure, want to continue this match?” ask Azka, who already knows a little information about Arga.

Arga is upset, because he feels very underestimated by Azka.

“Do not underestimate me! Although I do not have a basic martial arts, at least to take care of one kayak lo, I will not have trouble!” arga said with harsh words and tone, making Azka offended to hear his harsh words.

Although Azka had warned Arga not to continue this dispute, but Arga did not care about his safety at all. It made Azka feel burdened, because he had to fight people who did not understand the rules of martial arts at all.

Azka let out a long sigh, “Alright, if that's what you want! I'm ladenin!”

Azka eventually served him with the strength and knowledge of martial arts, which he currently had. Azka put up the cue, while Arga was just being careless in front of him.

“No need to doubt, lo! I don't like to squirm your style!” snapped Arga, unheeded by Azka.

“For lo!” said Azka, who has been ready to install the right horses to launch the style that he has mastered.

With precise calculations and flexible movements, Azka thrust his deadly fist towards Arga. Arga felt surprised, and the relaxes held him down with both arms.

Several times Azka slashed her punch with half her strength, but the punch was enough to cause a bruising injury to Arga's arm.