You've always preferred to train alone. All the punches, all the techniques — you performed them yourself. It's not that you didn't love your team, but you believed that you could achieve more alone. And every time you study, you don't seem to notice anyone around you.

That was until Mamoru saw you. He realized that you had been training alone all this time. As a friend and captain, he quickly descended the slope...

You didn't pay attention to Endou, but you've already used your hissatsu. The ball was flying towards the goal, and only then did you notice a smiling Mamoru, who also used his hissatsu.

— "God Hand!"

And then you noticed how your friend stopped your punch with difficulty, but with a smile. His brown eyes were alight with delight. Even the orange headband had slipped down a bit, and his short brown hair, which was always a bit spiky, was tousled.

— Great shot! Do you want to repeat it?

With the same joyful smile, Mamoru, holding the ball in his hands, said these words. It was a friendly challenge.