"I've never lost a clutter like this before"
Rubbing his torso, Eston says with a flashing face.
"What, that poke? There's been a lot of poking around that wasn't protective equipment."
"Bad"
Nelson apologizes succinctly.
"If there's blood on your head, you'll gain momentum."
"Unbelievable."
Eston shook his head.
"But well, losing is losing"
Squeeze like you gave up.
"Remember. Nelson, your name."
"Ooh."
"Oh, and"
Eston asks as he recalls.
"Who's Norish?"
Don't you really remember?
Nelson pounds his tongue in his heart.
"That's the name of the girl you guys used to make me cry all year."
"... oh"
Eston nodded as if the point had been made.
"You're the kid over there."
That's what I say, I look in the audience.
Norish was in the middle of two pairs of girls, shouting Nelson's name out loud.
"I could hear that kid all the time during the game. I've been calling your name for a long time."
"Heh."
Nelson was surprised. I was excited, it was like I wasn't in my ear.
"I was really deaf. Thanks to you, I lost focus. Now that I think about it, I've had a lot of chances to fight back."
"That's an excuse."
Nelson laughs.
"It's been a long time."
"It's no excuse. I just wanted to say that this game is a victory for you and that kid."
To unexpected words, Nelson takes Eston's face seriously back.
Eston's face was humiliating and distorted, but he didn't seem to allow his last pride to disturb him.
"If they scream so many times, I can remember the name even if I don't like it"
Eston said.
"Remember the name of the person who beat me. Nelson and Norish."
Taking the winning name, Torque calls Nelson back.
"Hey, idiot"
"What the fuck, you son of a bitch"
Nelson peels his eyes off.
"You, let your practice with me live at all. What's that stupid way of fighting?"
"You don't have a choice. I'm so excited."
Torque chuckles at the words.
"Quite the opposite. Lucky for you, if you fought properly, you'd lose."
"Ugh. You won, so praise me more."
"Can't you see I'm praising you?"
You know what I mean?
Torque says, "Well, no."
"You appreciate it. Something that motivated you to be so excited."
Oh, my God. Well, Nelson thought.
Think as you walk towards the athlete's seat.
He always said he was a jerk to my victory.
Besides, it's like I'm not alone.
Almark and Morgen are smiling and waving.
As he raises his hand and answers to it, Nelson looks back at the audience.
Norish was still waving as he called Nelson's name.
That's enough, you. You call me by my name too much.
But well, sure.
Again, Nelson waved loudly toward Norish.
Thanks to him, too.