Yes, Crustaceans Are Cunning – Part 05

“Now then, Orito Land is entering its final stage!”

That was fast. Must be the soda. He just didn’t want to move anymore, did he? Just lying down and getting back up already made his side hurt, didn’t it?

“All right! I’ll go with a year’s supply of these sunfish-shaped cotton swabs,” Yuki said.

For a split second, Orito hesitated. But to keep Orito Land running, he raised his voice and made the call—industry-style, a full-on shout.

“Penalty kick showdown!”

Now I got why he hesitated.

After chugging three liters of soda, doing PKs sounded rough, and his opponent was Yuki, who brought her own soccer ball. She clearly planned to play soccer or futsal from the start.

The goal was the width of the basketball court’s end line. With the wall behind him, Orito crouched low and spread his arms like Sidman—nicknamed “Spider-Man”—from Shimizu S-Pulse.

“Tsubasa said that