In the earlier days of Jiren's recruitment, Toppo decides to spend some time just to get to know who this man is. That goal wasn't accomplished, so he opts for something more engaging...

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Why Would You Arm Wrestle With Me?

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"Jiren."

Toppo didn't even enter his own living room, where the other Pride Trooper was in. The leader had invited the new Trooper to his house because he wanted to talk to him about something.

To make a short story even shorter, Toppo did say what he had to say, barely any words came out of Jiren, and while Toppo left to make some grub, Jiren just sat there looking at nothing and everything at the same time because he's Jiren.

Toppo came back with an assortment of nacho-like chips coupled with his special, world famous, homemade dipping sauce that nobody else knew about but him and the other Pride Troopers. He placed the square red plate on the table, the dipping sauce in the middle of the carefully placed nacho chips, and then sat down beside Jiren. The Grey was as loud as a pin drop at the moment, his gaze was downcast and his hands were folded together resting between his knees. Toppo pursed his lips out of no kind of irritation, he took a chip and dipped it into his sauce before eating it and stealing glances at the silent dude beside him.

With all due honesty, Toppo seriously wonders what even goes through Jiren's mind. The Grey was probably the most peaceful person he's ever met and sometimes when Jiren isn't meditating, he looks like he's so deep in thought that even snapping fingers wouldn't bring him back. But at the same time, if you were to reach for something that belonged to him, he'd grab your wrist before you'd even execute the idea of snatching his belongings.

What belongings does Jiren even have?

Okay, obviously Toppo knew Jiren was just a meditative person but that question lingers every now and then, especially in situations where he's with someone else. He can't help it, the others can't help it either. He took a another chip from the plate and looked at Jiren. "You want one?"

Jiren didn't shake his head. "I don't feel like eating."

Was there ever a time where he did feel like eating? "Oh…" Toppo just ate the chip instead, the budding request he had in mind made him tap his fingers together. Even though it may be a ridiculous idea, he wanted to try this idea out with Jiren since he's never got the chance to. He's done this with the other males of the Pride Troopers and Cocotte, but not Jiren. But Toppo was debating on whether or not he should actually ask Jiren at this time, especially because the other would find this request to be a bit random-

"What is wrong?"

The leader blinked at how quickly Jiren picked up his agitation. "Huh?"

Jiren actually didn't need to look at him either, he just felt it. "You seem apprehensive."

"Oh." Toppo looked down at the floor. "Yes, umm… I request something of you."

Jiren shifted to sit up, the Grey was still wearing his Pride Trooper, little to Toppo's dismay. Maybe one day Toppo would get Jiren to at least wear something else, but he really admires that Jiren is always prepared to serve justice. He decided to get to the point. "I want you to arm wrestle with me."

At first, Jiren didn't seem to react with nothing short than a blink. And then he slightly frowned before looking at Toppo. "Arm wrestle?"

"Yes." Toppo nodded seriously. "So far, everyone has arm wrestled one another except for you and I'm… kind of interested in one with you."

Two more blinks. A frown. And then Jiren tilted his head slightly. "Why would you want to arm wrestle with me?"

"I just want to see something."

"What are you trying to see?"

"Just… something!" Toppo stood up and went to sit on the couch right across from Jiren. The Grey looked at him as he went across with a blank expression on his face, crossing his arms. When Toppo placed his elbow on the coffee table Jiren didn't make a move to do the same either.

He just gave Toppo the look that said I don't want you to do this.

"Jiren…" Toppo looked into the Grey's galaxy-esque eyes. "Don't worry about me. Allow me to do this with you."

"I can't."

It's rare, rather unheard of, to hear this heavyweight looking guy say that he can't do something. "What do you mean you can't?"

Jiren looked from Toppo's giant hand down to where his elbow was which rested on the coffee table. The Grey was saying this because Toppo's arm is way too long for Jiren to be able to properly arm wrestle him on something as small as his coffee table. Toppo didn't realize that until he looked at his arm, and then at Jiren's. "Oh, alright… Come with me."

They went into Toppo's kitchen and sat across from each on his large, durable countertop. His arm was more stretched out compared to Jiren's to accommodate for Jiren's arm of course. The both of them held hands and Toppo smiled underneath his beard. "Have you ever done something like this before?"

"No." Jiren said.

"Well, what you do is…" Toppo shifted to get into his winning position; yes this guy had a winning position for arm wrestling, and he never loses once his game is on. "You have to push the other person's arm down until it hits the table and when that happens, you win." Toppo's grip on Jiren's hand tightened slightly. "Understand?"

Jiren just nodded.

Toppo flexed his shoulder muscles and stretched his neck a little. "Alright, get ready Jiren. Here we go." Toppo counted on slowly, this newcomer Trooper would not see his quick speed of strength coming, he decided to count much slower just to catch Jiren off guard. "On 'one': three… two…" Toppo paused longer before the last number with a growing smirk under his beard. Jiren didn't seem phased at all. "One-"

Toppo did not even get a chance to move his arm against Jiren's. He didn't even get a chance to register what even happened, but this is basically the run down of what occurred in less than a second.

Jiren's arm barely exacted any sort of force that would make Toppo react, and that's what made it scary because that meant that Jiren didn't even do any work against him. Not only just against him, but Toppo's hand landed on his countertop only to break it into many pieces, and the Pride Trooper leader was flipped off of his seat with his legs flopping to the floor and his butt hitting its tiled surface. Toppo's hand was still grasping Jiren's, but it was in this really awkward angle, so much so that if he tried to get up at this moment he'd probably dislocate his arm.

Remember, all of this happened in less than one second.

Jiren let go of Toppo's hand, looking at the broken countertop before him with a blink. Toppo was legitimately confused at his own displacement for a couple of seconds, before he looked up to the person he just challenged seconds ago. Jiren was now standing with his arms by his sides, looking down as Toppo slowly looked up at him. Toppo and Jiren then looked at the countertop, which ain't even a countertop anymore, and Toppo frowned in pure awe.

Jiren lightly shrugged, the damage looked quite susceptible. "...I won."

The leader of the Pride Troopers gave Jiren a look momentarily, and then he quickly got up to look at his damn countertop again. Even though Toppo was quite wealthy, just seeing it broken sort of punched something in him. And Jiren's plain reaction wasn't meant to be dickheaded, but Toppo reacted way too quickly to realize that. "You just destroyed my countertop!"

Jiren was so calm, but not in a negative way. Toppo found it hard to lash out at him. "You told me that I was supposed to make your hand hit the table, and I thought you were actually trying."

Toppo's face became comically shocked. I WAS ACTUALLY TRYING! "..." Toppo lowered his fingers, and then he sighed heavily. Judging from the way Jiren seemed to act, he highly doubted this man even owned a home. "You know what, it's… it's fine. I can buy another one. You win."

Jiren looked down at the countertop again and crossed his arms with a tiny nod, walking out of the kitchen unscathed. Toppo gazed at Jiren as he walked out of the kitchen, two things were certain with the leader; one, Jiren is definitely being kept in the troop, and second...

I ought not to think of sparring with him. Ever.

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The second the word arm wrestle was used, we all knew this would be a bad idea. And Toppo doesn't use ketchup, he uses sauce… RAW SAUCE. I'ma shush, kind of.

This is why Jiren is so serious, he seriously can't do shit without breaking something (lol). He nearly broke Toppo's long ass arm for crying out loud and he wasn't even trying.

When I say 'nothing and everything at the same time' I was alluding to the fact that Jiren was meditating. Except not in the usual way, he's just one of those people (like me) who end up meditating while doing daily activities. It's a thing, my guys.