At Arakawa Ward, a sound of a dribbling, a crowded footsteps makes a constant stops and squeaks. Q'ursha smirks at a opposing team, planning to pull an unstoppable stunt as he feints left and right with the graceful arc and unyielding immediacy of lightning. All the while approaching the rusted goal until he slam-dunks triumphantly.

"A sweet taste of victory, that's how the star gets his game done."

Everyone else around him are showering his praise, exchanging their good sportsmanship with him. After few minutes later, his friends and the crowds parted ways in good spirits. He pulls out his phone taking his triumphed selfie image and then posted on the social media. Q'ursha seems to be satisfied of his own fill with his confidence grin from his face.