Yuri is having a nightmare.
She doesn't know where she is.
Her father Takuma is buried under
the falling debris. She can do nothing
to save him.
Yuri bolts up and awakens with a
"Ah! What a dream...."
Yuri, who until now has always thought
working out with her father was nothing
but a major pain, is shaken by the
vividness of the dream and thinks
that maybe her father really is going
"No, no, I've got to forget that
weird dream and concentrate on my
Trying to shake off the nightmare,
Yuri quickly changes into her training
clothes and bounces down the stairs.
From early in the morning, she can
hear the sound of someone kneading
The person busy making noodles is
of course Takuma Sakazaki. He is
well known as the creator of Kyokugen
Karate...and a mighty fine bowl of
"Y-Yuri, you're up. It looks
like I've created some delicious
noodles again today. How about it?
Care for some?"
"Uh, no thanks. I'm good...."
With her father like this...she feels
she's wasted time worrying about
While reassuring herself that she
could not have possibly foreseen
the death of her father who is indestructible
in her eyes, Yuri begins her morning
run, letting the gentle morning breeze
guide her course.
A man awaits the arrival of a sweaty
Yuri at the doorway as the city begins
to comes alive with the freshly risen
The man wears red training gear.
He is the acting master of Kyokugen
Karate. He is Ryo Sakazaki.
"Oh, man! Ryo! Why don't you wash
your workout clothes! Those are some
awfully stinky duds!!!"
"What?! This is the smell of the
guys I was working out with. No,
I mean, ah, whatever. Be that as
it may, Yuri, Pop says he wants to
talk to you."
"Oh, come on, Yuri. It won't kill
you to hear him out, will it?"
A familiar face appears over Ryo's
This is Robert Garcia. He's the son
of the Garcia conglomerate. He is
also Ryo's good-natured rival and
"You went to the trouble of calling
Robert...? Could this mean...?!"
"Yup. It looks like there might be
another King of Fighters this year,
"OK! If that's what it's all about,
it just may be worth listening to.
So, where's Pop?"
"He's in the gym now."
"Well, let's go."
The instant she hears this, Yuri
makes a beeline to the gym.
"Oh, Yuri. Wait up. You don't have
to rush. The Master's not going anywhere."
While Yuri walks toward the gym at
a brisk clip, she thinks it's already
the season for the King of Fighters.
As the three arrive in the gym, they
see that Takuma is already waiting
for them, sitting in the center.
"Oh, so you've all come at once.
Well, take a seat."
"What's your story, Pop?"
Ryo asks his father, kneeling down
before him in the "seiza" position.
"Unh. As a matter of fact, this was
delivered to our gym."
The thing that Takuma sticks out
in front of them is what they expected.
It is none other than the invitation
to the King of Fighters.
"Well it looks like the King of Fighters
tournament is going to be held again
this year, huh?"
Ryo answers with a solemn expression.
"In spite of that, I haven't seen
any TV ads this year, and the scale
seems a lot smaller and kind of subdued.
Well, since there are so many happenings
that accompany the KOF tournament,
I guess it's no coincidence that
the big sponsors have pulled out."
"And I'm going to enter this year,
but this time I want to enter with
"No, Yuri. You'll enter as a member
of our Kyokugen Karate team!"
Takuma answers promptly.
"Hey, why? I mean there's Ryo, right?
Robert, right? And if you enter,
Pop, that's all three, isn't it?
If I enter, too, that's one too many!"
"Ah, my little cicada, it seems that
this year the necessary members for
each team is four."
"Gag! So I can't enter as a member
of the Woman Fighters Team again?"
"Yuri! Don't forget that you're a
member of the Kyokugen Karate team!
"All right, all right. I don't need
another lecture from you! Oh, fudgeskies!
But this time I really wanted to
team up with some fighters other
than my smelly brother...."
"Come on, Yuri. You don't mean that.
This time all of us can represent
Kyokugen Karate, right? You may not
get a chance like this again."
"Yeah, I guess you're right...."
"Yuri! That's enough of your griping!
"All right, all right! I got ya!
I'll enter on your team, Pop! Well,
I got to get to my training."
"Hold on there, Yuri. Pop's story
isn't over yet...."
Yuri exits the gym without batting
an ear at Ryo's entreaties to stop.
Yuri sits under a pine tree behind
"Man, It's really a pain having to
do what Ryo and everyone tells me
to do, but at least I'll be able
to enter the tournament...."
And even more...
It seems she's still worried about
something. It's the dream she had
I wonder if my father and this year's
King of Fighters tournament have
something to do with each other?
Or maybe they aren't related? Well
I guess I'll know for sure once the
Yuri keeps her strange unease and
her equally high hopes to herself
as she enters the tournament.
It looks like this year's summer,
for a variety of reasons, is going
to be another hot one.