Shatei Kyokufuri Yumi-Ojisan

starting to realize it. That you are a pro. TheKyuji in your heart made you accept the challenge naturally. Am I right? The Kyuji that worked miracles during the turf war and Charin fight. I cant imagine that guy crushing, one by one, the grandfathers who just started playing the games.”

“So, youre saying…that without realizing it, Im starting toact as Kyuji?”

“Acting, or doing what people expect. Maybe they are expectations that you yourself have, or your friends. Dont you think so? You care about looking your best and making it an entertaining battle.”

“Ah, I do think that.”

“Youre waking up as a pro. You are starting to see yourself from the outside. Its only natural, as a human. When you go up in a company and have subordinates, you have to be sure that youre not embarrassing yourself as their superior. Its the same with a pro sports team. You have to act like a veteran when someone young comes in. Its the same in games. You change when you become stronger. You cant help it.”

An awakening…huh.

It was true that I cared more about what people thought.

Who wouldnt, once they became famous?

No one wanted to be a disappointment to others.

You would rather receive praise and applause.

Thats all it was.

The reason that we accepted the terms of the Gz…was because it would look cool.

Ah, I suppose I really was acting as the idealKyuji.

He wasnt the kind of character that would reject the old men and then annihilate them.

Someone who fights head-on and wins…!

I…Kyujis actions were not wrong.

And so I would fight in the same way if it happened again.

“Let me give you some advice as an old pro. Dont overthink it! You are Kyuji. Not someone else. What you think is what Kyuji is. And I am Core! I would have done the same as you if I was in your place.”

“A punk like you would listen to the demands of some grandpa?”

“No, no. This is a fight. If the enemy is asking for a duel, and I bring all of my goons, then I would be a bad punk! But I am all about justice! Besides, they werent strong enough to beat us, even if our party was split up. If that wasnt the case, then I may reconsider…”

So much for justice… Still, listening to Core had made me learn a little about myself.

My conclusion was,All is well because we won while looking cool!

Now, I better turn my mind towards the next fight!

“And the next opponent is…someone I know.”

I was the MVP during the turf war.

But it wasnt because of my power alone. I was helped by the actions of a certain player.

Someone who would inconvenience you without realizing it, but was still popular and hard to hate.

It was tiring being with him, but when I was, I would remember what his appeal was…

“The Paradise Parade party, led by Flag Magician Hatake…!”