People in Tokyo, the world is clear

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"...Street Fighter Cup?"

Perhaps opportunities to take advantage of in life always come one after another.

Chapter 37: You Can Count the Stars in the Sky

Lin Sen is holding a printed sample drawing in his hand.

A special arcade ticket with a pre-painted design.

All the patterns and texts come from the arguments with the technicians in the printing factory in the afternoon. There is a kind of sad beauty in the arguments.

So I heard the voice beside me while gazing and remembering.

"Niwa is truly amazing."

"Ah, Siguoyi."

"As a spectator, my heart almost jumped out of my chest during the deciding game. What a big heart."

"Subarasi!"

"I really didn't expect to win. Two weeks ago, I couldn't beat anyone, but now I can fight against opponents of this level."

"Speak with a big heart!"

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After the stick-reading response, the flesh on his arm was pinched and severely punished.

Lin Sen turned his head in the remaining pain.

The short-haired girl glared at him with narrowed eyes, while the high school student next to her lowered his head, a look of anticipation hidden on his face.

After realizing what was happening, the first thing I did was to apologize.

"Um, buddy was sleepwalking just now."

"If you don't listen to what others say, at least respond in a positive way!"

"That's called being consistent in what you say and what you do. My main focus is authenticity."

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"Anyway, I was wrong!"

Perhaps it's a bad habit to not be serious when interacting with people you know well enough.

Afterwards, I found a cheap dinner restaurant and learned about the progress of today's training match from the description of Ms. Ito, who was rarely talkative.

It was a thrilling and popular comeback, opening low and ending high.

Niwa Yuzuru is a very talented or spiritual child. This was reflected in the previous match between Lin Sen and this high school student.

At the beginning, Lin Sen could still cause some trouble with his amateur-level three-pronged attack, but in the later stages of the game, Yuzuru Niwa, who had cracked the game, did not give him any chance.

This kid's playing style is very unique. Perhaps because he grew up in a different field, his playing style is not at all "professional".

The grip is also very special, neither straight nor horizontal, totally non-standard, very unique.

The Bronze Saints often demonstrate their wall-climbing abilities, not being defeated twice by the same move.

His footwork is poor, and his mobility and stamina are his weaknesses, but he has a very active mind and always has those flashes of inspiration and actions.

This style of play that attracts fans always produces unexpected matches, and almost made Ms. Ito, who has always been a bit quiet, excited about today's training match.

The coolest inning was the one that left a lasting impression on the listeners when it was retold, and it was also the turning point of the three 21-point innings.

Without moving his feet at all, relying solely on reaction and inspiration, he defeated his opponent within three boards, completely disrupting the opponent's competitive rhythm.

Focus on developing in one area and pulling the other party into your own rhythm.

It was so intense that it made people gasp in amazement and even cheer. The other team's coach was so astonished that he even approached Gong Jing after the match to get the contact number of Niwa's orphanage.

Lin Sen became curious after hearing this and looked at the high school student who was slowly swallowing his food with his head down.

"That's great, Niwa. It's a shame I wasn't there, or I could have come up with some good words."

Yuzuru Niwa didn't say anything, just lowered his head, and perhaps raised the corners of his mouth in a gesture of secret joy.

It is more difficult for adolescent children to hide their thoughts and emotions.

That's kind of cute.

The regret of not being there to witness it was soon dispelled by the cheerful atmosphere, and the two of them went together to send the child to the orphanage.

The high school student didn't want to go back early, so he just sat down in front of the stone steps at the door.

Lin Sen also brought Miss Ito with him.

Sigh, sigh.

"When is Niwa's birthday?"

"October."

"You'll be an adult in five months."

"Um..."

The sunset glowed red on the high school student's profile.

Confusion and melancholy filled his clear eyes. After all, he was still a minor, and naturally he didn't know what to do in the future.

"I've saved some money from doing some work occasionally over the years. The dean also said that if I don't need help finding a job, he could apply for some additional subsidies for me."

His eyes quickly focused on Lin Sen's face.

"After that, what should I do? Rent a house, contact a coach... I don't know anything."

"Things like this, just learn slowly."

Lin Sen reached out and patted his shoulder, then touched his head, which made the glow on his cheeks a little brighter.

"Besides, isn't he your agent? And Ito is here too. If you're confused about something, we can't say we're qualified to guide you, but we can still be someone to talk to."

"Um..."

"Everything is fine now. Keep working hard towards your goals as an athlete."

"must."

Some heartwarming scenes made the only bystander on the side couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

This lazy and cute smile lasted until after he parted with Yuzuru Niwa.

“Is the game really that exciting?”

"real."

Ms. Ito nodded seriously. "That process of gradually going from being completely defeated to finding an opportunity, and finally achieving a crucial comeback and completing the evolution, is truly moving."

"This is probably the charm of competitive sports."

"By the way, is Niwa a boy?"

"Um, probably, should, possibly, is...right? What's wrong?"

"My height seems to be a bit of a concern. He's only a little taller than me. It's not that I'm bad, but when facing those opponents, my reach and footwork are at a disadvantage."

"There's nothing you can do about it. Just try to overcome it."

We chatted and strolled to the port.

I found a railing by the water.

Perhaps the night is a hotbed for emotions to brew, and the sea breeze is also the culprit that calms joy.

Lin Sen suddenly heard the girl sigh softly.

"what happened?"

"It's still the same old topic."

Lin Sen looked away.

The girl first stared at the sea, then her clear eyes looked back.

a few seconds.

Look up again and gaze at the starry sky.

"Sometimes, I can't help but envy everyone's talents. Kurosawa is good at painting, Aoyama is good at music, and Niwa is gradually becoming a better table tennis player. So, I think it's precisely because of our extraordinary qualities that we have moving aspirations, and life is bright and meaningful because of our goals. So, talent is the breeding ground for dreams and the source of life's meaning?"

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"Although, it may be a bit hypocritical. But, sometimes, I envy their lives. Some of them hate mine."

Looking up at the starry sky, Miss Ito pursed her lips.

Then, a hand gently rubbed his head, causing him to open his eyes wide.

"The show is about to begin, Ito."

"Woo!"

The big cat, its fur standing on end, threw a powerful punch, but was dodged skillfully.

The unprecedented bold action caused a fight, but also made the negative emotions disappear.

In the end, the two of them leaned back on the railing and shared the same night sky.

"Actually, it's nothing, Ito."

The rare serious and somewhat experienced voice made the girl turn her head in surprise and carefully observe the profile of the young man next to her.

Listen to him and continue telling the story.

"I once thought I was gifted enough to pursue my dreams. But in the end, it turned out that I was nothing."

"Of course I'll be sad, in pain, unwilling to accept my fate, and unable to reconcile with myself. But in the end, I know deep down that not everyone can get what they want."

"Like the stars in the night sky, we always hope to be the brightest one, or even just one of the brightest. But the truth is, we may just be the darkest one beside them."

"But, how should I put it?"

A rare smile, relief, indulgence, and ease.

Ito Xiguo blinked, as if getting to know the man beside him again.

“Life is an absurd dream. Not everyone is qualified to be unique. Perhaps, we are just one of those who follow the rules.”

“We want to be mature, but we always hate ourselves for being dull and clumsy. We are still young, but we always lament our ignorance and recklessness.”

"But it doesn't matter. No matter why you're disappointed or what knocks you down, it's not shameful. Facing and accepting your imperfections is inherently brave."

"So, don't think too much. If you can't be one of the stars, then count them."

Finally, he turned around.

That was the first time she had seen such a smile. Calm, lazy, yet inexplicably moving.

It's really contagious.

[So, I couldn't help but laugh too.]

Yes. If you can't be the stars, count them. If you can't embrace your talents and dreams, witness them.

[That's exactly what we're doing, isn't it?]

[With him, together.]

[Ito Nishika, recorded in May.]

Chapter 38 We are friends, but...

In the morning light.

In front of the apartment building street, Lin Sen was stopped by the girl in front of him.