It was twelve p.m., you and Gorou were practice your Wushu performance in the training room of the house you shared with for the opening ceremony at some place. It was a tiring practice, but Gorou, he keeps himself trained and ready for it. He's such an active guy.

You sat in the corner of the room, while Gorou still practices his movement with his gunshu, a long white wax wood with changquan methods of movement. For some reason, he looks attractive by your view, especially his movement that was smooth and fast.

Soon, after a few minutes, he finally finishes his practice and walk towards you.

"What do you think about that?" he asked.