You still maintain good relations with Afuro, despite the passage of time. You did not accept other people's views, did not become a coach and did not continue your football career, although you were talented in these areas. Maybe you're just tired.

But what you definitely aren't tired of is this...

You have already seen how Afuro floats in the air, and he held you in his arms. His wings easily catch the wind currents, and his feathers flutter. But don't worry—it's just his skill, his Hissatsu. And we won't mention that he can stop time. But you can't be sure of that right now.

You were in a state of complete relaxation, comfortably ensconced in the arms of Afuro, who was contemplating the horizon with a satisfied smile. He was dressed in an elegant formal suit of dark color, complemented by a snow-white shirt, which gave him a refined and sophisticated look. His light golden hair, as always, was neatly tied up in a ponytail, which emphasized his elegance and attention to detail. Afuro's maroon eyes radiated an intense glow, which could indicate his thoughtfulness or anticipation of some events.