After dinner, the group took the tram to their destination.
Throughout the journey, Guangyou had a bad feeling.
Especially after Kwang-woo learned that their destination was the stadium, his bad premonition grew stronger and stronger.
What are we going to do?
Kōyū tugged at Conan, frowned, and asked nervously.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Conan looked at Kōyū with some confusion, "We're going to watch the match between Tokyo Soul and Tokyo Noval."
"As expected."
Guangyou felt his mind was in turmoil, and he even walked a little strangely. "No wonder my right eyelid kept twitching this morning."
He felt his thoughts had already flown to the sky that had just turned gray.
Even he himself doesn't know what he's thinking.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Conan grabbed Kōyū, who seemed completely listless.
"What’s wrong with you?"
A hint of tension appeared in Ai's eyes. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Kōyū straightened up and said seriously to Ai, "Ai, how about we go back?"
Ai asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Guangyou was stunned for a while, comforting himself, gritting his teeth, and shaking his head: "It's okay, let's go then."
Conan looked at the visible veins on Kōyū's hand and thought to himself, "What's wrong with him? He seems strange."
After entering the venue, Kōyū sat next to Ai and glanced at her every now and then.
Ai frowned slightly, not because she disliked him, but because she didn't know what Kōyū was thinking and was a little worried.
This was the first time she had ever seen Guangyou look like this.
Guangyou frowned, his fingers tapping frantically on his leg, taking frequent breaths to calm his inner turmoil.
"How about we go?"
Seeing Kousuke's restless state, Ai's mood was also somewhat affected.
Kōyū took a deep breath and looked at Ai with some worry, asking, "You won't leave me, will you?"
Why would you ask that?
Ai didn't quite understand, but seeing Kōyū's dejected expression, she forced a smile and comforted him, "I want to pass on to you exactly what you said to me that night."
Which night?
Ai was a little angry: "It was that day on the beach, wasn't it? Have you forgotten?"
Guangyou recalled for a moment and quickly remembered the scene from that day.
...
That night, the moonlight was bright, and the two strolled hand in hand on the beach.
The soft moonlight bathed the entire beach, illuminating Ai's delicate face and making her appear very gentle.
Will you leave me...?
Ai's cheeks were slightly flushed.
"In this life and the next, I will be with you."
The voice wasn't loud, but it was firm.
At that moment, Ai turned her head slightly, a faint smile appearing on her face.
...
"I haven't forgotten."
Kwang-yu smiled, but it was a forced smile. "Let me catch my breath and continue watching the game."
Ai nodded and turned to look at the soccer field, but her eyes kept lingering on Kousuke out of the corner of her eye.
A football match lasted ninety minutes, and the score remained zero to zero as the game neared its end.
Neither team was likely to hold back, and the match was incredibly exciting. The three football fans, Conan and Ayumi, were so thrilled that they wished they could be on the field themselves.
However, their hopes have been dashed. Conan, after reverting to Shinichi Kudo, should be able to do it again with practice.
Although the match was exciting, Guangyou had no interest in watching it. His eyes were full of struggle, and his inner monologue was quite intense.
I was trying to comfort myself, but I was also terrified.
He knew something about the original work.
The ending is still unknown. Many times, Guangyou no longer wants to know the plot or see the final outcome.
I'm afraid the final outcome will be something that Guangyou both hopes for and doesn't want.
The idea is childish, almost like someone with severe chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) who is trapped in the world of anime and can't get out.
Guangyou didn't know when he became like this; perhaps it was due to his childhood experiences or his later romantic relationships.
His feelings were very complicated, and it was difficult to describe them in words or writing.
For a long time, no one had been there for him to confide in, which may have caused some morbid distortion in his mind in his past life.
The match ended with a perfect header from Naoki Uemura, creating a thrilling atmosphere.
The fans of Tokyo Souls were naturally enthusiastic.
The fans of Tokyo Novalu were filled with disappointment, and it was not uncommon to hear fans wearing Tokyo Novalu jerseys leaving the stadium grumbling and cursing.
After leaving the stadium, Guangyou felt increasingly conflicted.
Seeing this, Ai took a slight step back and took the initiative to hold Kousuke's hand. Her slightly red, delicate earlobes also revealed her inner turmoil.
Guangyou's mood calmed down a little, and he turned his head to give her a smile.
"You don't need to overthink it."
Seeing that Kousuke's brows were furrowed, Ai comforted him, "I don't know what you're worried about, but relax, isn't that what you've always taught me?"
Guangyou nodded: "Yes, but this is no small matter."
Perhaps he was overthinking it, or perhaps he lacked confidence, but this time there was a genuine, unusual fluctuation in his heart.
"Speaking of Higo, he played really well in the last match against BIG Osaka!"
Yuan Tai walked in front of the group and gestured to illustrate the scene at the time.
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