“I know I didn’t just throw them randomly!”
Luke frantically searching for his clothes. He may have accidentally dropped his phone while he was trying to get a picture of himself in a mawashi, in his defense he didn’t expect THIS to happen!
“Come on! Where are you- Aha! There you are!” He found his clothes laying on Dave’s bed… Now, comes the tricky question: ‘How am I gonna get in my clothes now?’ He thought to himself…
Luke went, and asked Dave where he can change. He pointed, and told Luke to go behind the paper divider with the Cherry Blossoms on it.
A “Shōji” is what he called it.
And Dave gave Luke the Medallion, and made his way…
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Luke walked behind the dividers and began to wear the Medallion, and started to remove the mawashi. That was not an easy thing to get off, but he still done it. Next he grab his underwear, these medium size tighty whities, are gonna be a pain to get on…
He can already imagine himself… Struggling to try and get his beefy sumo thighs to fit into his underwear.
But out of shear convenience… His underwear started expanding beyond it’s limit, as if it changed to fit his current form. Did the Medallion have anything to do with this? “Well that’s nice!” Luke said to himself “Now my clothes won’t rip while I try to get them on!”
And so he began to put on the rest of his clothes… his pants, and his shirt. He wondered if that’s enough… “Okay Medallion! Do your magic!”
At first nothing happened… Worrying that this, extra information, was something he should have listened! ‘Oh No! Don’t tell me it’s not gonna work?!‘
And… Nothing.
Luke is still a 36 year old 289 lbs Sumo Wrestler!
“No… NO!… Nothings happening!” Luke cried desperately, he looks himself over
His hair is still black, and in a samurai hairstyle. His face while Japanese, is fuller then what his supposed to be. And his body… Granted has its fair share of muscles, but for the most part, is practically fat.
Luke curse in Japanese, Oh yeah another thing! The fact he is speaking in Japanese reinforced the idea that he is not himself anymore.
His one chance of being himself again is gone.
“I found my Clothes but Nothing happened!”
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Luke came back from the Shōji, and Dave was looked at him worried. Luke faced him still upset “Why didn’t it work?!”
Dave respond “Of course it didn’t work. Let me see the medallion!” Dave gave an open palm. Luke came to Dave so he can hold it, and read it. While yes there are instructions on how to use it. But there are also warnings on what NOT to do… For example NEVER leave the Medallion unattended:
‘But be forewarned! The medallion is known for disappearing if not constantly under watch, which could leave someone in a form in which they do not want.’
Likewise you won’t be able to change to another person until later… in other words… The Medallion said:
‘The person changed will also find that they cannot be changed again until half a day has passed.’
“No!” Luke said weakly. And went to set down, found a chair, and it started creaking… ‘Oh I hate this! And I can never get back!’
“I wasn’t the one who made decision to-“Dave started but was interrupted
“How was I to know that the Medallion is the real thing!” Luke said. And this accent of his really bites, ‘I hate speaking English like a second Language!’
Dave shook his head “You we’re reckless! Luke! Not to mention stupid! Didn’t you think to ask me what this Medallion was before you done it?”
Luke can’t help but frown. He did have a point, he thought it’d be fun to just wear something Japanese, while wearing the Medallion he found. He never understood a lick of Japanese, and he assumed it was just some generic trinket thrown to the ground…
Granted, even if they did know what they had, would they ever believed it? Somebody had to be the Guinea pig. And Luke was stupid enough to volunteer…
“I’m sorry Dave. I wished I showed you earlier!” Luke apologize
“So Dave, what do we do now?”
Dave thinks for a moment, and decided “You’ll just have to stay for a day, and we’ll get you to your original self in no time! But first, put your mawashi back on… And I’ll tell you the gist of being a Rikishi.”
“You mean like the WWE Wrestler?”
“No, that is not correct!”
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Luke was taking it all in on the things he need to know about sumo… And that’s a lot to take in!
“Is your dad an active sumo?” Luke asked
“No, but my Uncle is… But he resides in Japan, he hadn’t made Ozeki rank yet… And I hardly talked to him anymore…” Dave answered
Luke started to wonder… If he has to play this sumo wrestler, dose he need a New Name?… Dave thought so and he came up with ‘Ryuji,…. Yamazaki Ryuji‘.
Not exactly the best name, but it’s Japanese enough.
“So your father…’Daizo’?… Inokawa Daizo?”
“Yeah what about him?”
Luke just had to asked… “What dose he look like,I mean, I know he admired sumo wrestlers…But what does he look like?”
Dave gave an answer “My Father Daizo, he looks like…”