Charlie understood what Aurora meant and smiled, "Anything should operate within the confines of logic, or it'd just backfire."

Aurora nodded in agreement. "I think so too. I'm not even demanding the sporting committee respect my choice, but the match just makes me uncomfortable. I guess I won't take part in the future."

Poking out her tongue, she sighed as she complained, "I won't lie—I was thinking of quitting since it doesn't really help me improve. Martial arts is more direct and not bound by regulations… However, my father insisted, telling me I should gather more accolades under my belt before I graduate, so I can take part in the world championships and enroll in top universities. That's just how vain he is."

Charlie chuckled. "Can't blame a man for having high hopes for his daughter. He has already made a ton of money for the family, so he would definitely hope you can succeed."

Aurora nodded. "I get what you're saying, but I can't work concurrently with fighting and anothe