"She's passing with flying colours." Hiro took out a SPAM-and-cheese rice ball he bought on the way. "She's as smart as a whip!"

Ayumu showed President Oshamara a video of himself fighting a redneck twice his size at school and winning. (Hiro recorded it and airdropped it to him.)

Brent said, "Signed! So, who do you wanna fight?"

"I wanna fight Rashid Marinadaev; he keeps talking shit and being a bully." Ayumu was pumped by the fact he was getting to compete in the promotion. 

"We have a couple openings for Rizin South Africa. Hiro, you interested?" Mr. Oshamara asked him.

"Yes sir. Jarvis Oumara says he's on board." Hiro ate the last of his rice ball. "Want some Dickey's, Ayumu? I could go for some burnt ends right about n-"

Ayumu was roasting Rashid on Messenger. "I could sure as hell crack your goat-fucking ass, and you wouldn't do shit about it. Anyways, I'm going for some burnt ends. Later, you filthy mountain monkey." 

"Talking to that shitstain?" his brother asked. 

"Yes, I am. Honestly, fuck that guy." The two went inside the Lexus.

"Now, let's get you that car. Or truck..."