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There are only two types of people.

Those who face adversity head on.

And those who don't.

I'm...

... not like ordinary guys.

It was my 3rd year of primary school when I realised that.

Kazuya!

Go, go! Kazuya!

Nice! Keep it up!

Go! Takajo!

I'm...

... not like ordinary guys.

Yeah!!

At some point...

... I started to believe that.

So?

Isn't it kind of unpleasant to play this at the reception?

Isn't it fine?

Because if the groom's an amazing guy, the bride looks happy.

Really?

But thank you.

This'll make Kazuya really happy.

Here.

Since it's the off-season now, tell him to come see me sometimes.

I want to see him too.

Huh?

I haven't seen him in 2 weeks now.

It's the day after finals. Couldn't you at least have a nice rest today?

I like to be first in everything.

That's why I have to be first to start off-season training too.

That's just like you.

Ah.

What time is it now?

[Nakagawa]

Sorry mum.

I might not get married after all.

Please...

Dad's going on night shift after this.

Don't stir things up, please.

It's fine.

Why not quit it, instead?

There's no decent human who doesn't keep appointments and promises.

This is bad!

They'll be angry!

- Hey, Takajo! - Huh?

Wait a moment.

So, what is it?

Well, I...

Huh? You didn't come to apologise?

Ah, sorry, sorry.

What?

Look. How long has it been since we last met?

I've been preparing for the ceremony on my own the whole time.

Giving the guest list to the ceremonial hall, asking the guests for speeches...

Preparing to move house.

And because we were finally meeting today,

we promised to discuss and decide on food, seating order and all that stuff, didn't we?

The last match of the season is over, right? So why didn't you come?

Sorry. Sorry.

But Miki, you don't come to my games at all either.

That's got nothing to do with this, does it?

Me not caring about soccer and your promise today are totally...

I got it. I get it!

For now, listen to what I'm saying. Okay?

Why are you smiling? I'm angry, you know?

I was picked as a representative.

Huh?

A national representative. Ａ level.

Huh? The team and I just heard.

Really?

Really.

- Is that so? - Yeah.

Is that so?

I see!

I see!

I'm a national representative!

Yay!

With these two legs...

I can go on living anywhere.

I can make the person I love happy.

I'm a national representative!

That's what I thought.

Kimi ni Sasageru Emblem The Emblem I Dedicate to You [subs by mottofreaky, QC by tronella]

You suck! What are you doing?

Hello.

Ah, Fukumoto-san!

I forgot.

I thought so.

Sorry about this, having interviews and stuff when you're off.

I'm moving house after this.

Can we talk in the car?

It's already been 7...

8 years?

You're persistent. Always sticking to someone like me.

Please, I'm more moved.

When you graduated middle school, was it? When we first met.

And you really became a rep!

It starts here.

It's not my goal to become a representative.

As expected of Takajo Kazuya.

He's walking very leisurely.

Woah.

Scary.

I'll get out here.

Oh, no no no...

This is for my wife. I have to get on her good side sometimes.

This sort of thing will be important for you too from now on.

I guess so.

Thanks.

We're already done moving, though.

Hello?

2 weeks later

I can't stand? I can't walk?

Right.

Who?

Takajo-san.

Well that's for now, right? If I have surgery...

It's tough.

In the accident you sustained a compression fracture of the 5th and 6th thoracic vertebrae on the spine,

and damaged the nerves in your spinal cord.

The orders from your brain to move your legs are cut off here.

I'm touching your leg now.

Can you tell?

Huh?

Right now it's numb, so...

That numbness will never go away.

You won't get back the sense of being touched.

In other words, for you to be able to stand or walk normally in the future,

is very unlikely.

No, that's...

That's unbelievable.

Since his contract is cancelled, he's unemployed, you know?

If he's unemployed, Kazuya won't be able to have a decent livelihood anymore.

That...

This isn't the time to be talking about marriage.

Huh?

What?

I don't know how to express my apologies.

No... thank you.

Don't decide this on your own.

I'm not breaking up with him!

Miki!

Wait...

It's not easy.

It's not easy, you know.

From now on, even we, his parents,

have a mountain of things we won't be able to come to terms with.

It's impossible.

Huh? Mother...

You don't need to become a victim too.

Also...

You're still an outsider.

Miki-chan...

Thanks for everything until now.

Hey.

Why don't you do rehab?

If you do rehab properly,

you can move on your own,

be independent and work.

Right, I asked the doctor.

Apparently everyone gets married and has kids quite normally.

Kazuya.

Isn't it just soccer?

Nice of you to say that.

Let's work hard.

What am I supposed to work hard on with this body and how?

Why don't you try it?

I'm not you so I won't.

You're the one doing it.

You're really always calm.

Then what?

Should I be sobbing by your side?

"Poor Kazuya."

"I'll help you."

- "I'll do anything for you." - Even if it's a lie,

wouldn't that put me more at ease?

It's good to write.

I used to write too.

At first, just to keep record.

About things like medicine, and surgery...

There are a lot of complicated words, right?

But gradually...

Things I couldn't say out loud...

I became able to write them only in there.

It's surprisingly calming.

Hey.

When you said you wanted to breathe the air outside...

That's not what it should be, right?

Ah, it's good.

It's the proof my lungs are well.

With just a smoke, you can tell your condition. Basically, it's a checkup.

Don't go against me.

Don't lie to your son.

I told you I didn't want to do it!!

Are you alright?

I understand.

Let's not do rehab.

Let's attend to that.

Disabled person's identification?

Are you opposed to it?

But actually it's something to be really grateful for.

It can connect you with society.

Disabled person...

Was it?

Ah.

Did you drop it?

I'll bring a different one, okay?

This was on the floor too.

Can you talk to me about it?

About that person.

[Social welfare]

He's a soccer player.

A professional one.

His legs were his whole life...

[Aiming to be a national representative! Kazuya Notebook 3]

He's selfish...

And even though he's a pro,

he's a bit careless about eating and stuff...

But no matter what happens every day,

he doesn't skip training.

What should I do to win?

He spends his whole life calculating backwards from that.

What?

So you watch all my matches.

He's not just earning money.

He's...

... can give dreams to others.

"Something happy happened."

"Among the kids in the park playing soccer,"

"there was a kid who fell and couldn't get up."

"But that kid,"

"when he remembered the representative uniform he was wearing,"

"he immediately stood up and chased the ball again."

"On that kid's back, was Kazuya's name."

"I thought it was amazing."

That a child...

... wants to become like him.

He wears a uniform with his name on it.

And with that he gets a bit stronger.

Isn't that an amazing thing?

"Kazuya..."

"... can give dreams to others."

And yet...

A person with a class 1 severe disability?

For him to be talked about like that...

- I understand. - You don't understand.

To Kazuya,

not being able to play soccer...

... is the same as having his life stolen.

Why?

Why is it Kazuya?

It's different from when a normal person's legs are stolen.

They're different from your legs!

In any case...

Issuing a disabled person's identification card takes about a month...

So please compile the documents quickly and come in to file an application.

After that...

He will be officially classified as disabled.

Then...

I'll hand you the documents.

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry.

Saying they're different to your legs...

It's okay.

There are some things you can only say to strangers, right?

Please come again.

"If someone has to lose their legs,"

"it should just be me."

"God is cruel."

"What is left for a Kazuya who can't run?"

"I'm left."

"I'm the only thing left."

[Marriage Registration]

[Nakagawa Miki]

That'll be enough.

This isn't enough at all.

Please give me a more advanced demand.

Then, how about getting to a floor transfer during the week?

It'll be easy.

What's wrong?

I was just feeling down because I hadn't eaten.

Watch me.

One more time.

You can do it.

A bit more.

Right. Keep going!

You can do it! A bit more!

Congratulations.

You did a floor transfer.

I did it...

I did it...

I did it...

I did it...

Did you see?!

I can do it!

Alright!

Yes, yes, yes!

I did it!

There.

- Good, right? - Yeah.

Your discharge is decided.

Really?

Yeah!

You really worked hard.

Yeah.

Miki too.

- And so... - When I'm discharged...

Let's break up.

Huh?

- And so... - When I'm discharged...

Let's break up.

Huh?

What are you saying?

Huh?

You saw, right?

I can do anything on my own now.

I can live on my own.

So Miki...

You should live your own life too.

Wait...

What?

Wait...

Don't act cool!

If you're thinking this is for my sake or something, don't joke around!

Understand this.

I don't want to be with you.

Huh?

It's just soccer...

You said that...

But actually...

You really treasured it, didn't you?

Huh?

Sorry.

I saw your notebook.

You thought of me playing soccer...

... as your pride.

I didn't know you watched all my games.

But I can't play soccer anymore.

I can't be your pride anymore.

Are you stupid?

Using that tone again...

Are you stupid?!

These 2 months, at least...

Have been the time that I've most...

... thought of you as my pride.

Losing something you can't live without, something precious...

Normally you can't recover.

But you improved your miserable condition...

Focused on your rehab...

And you were able to be discharged 3 times faster than other people.

I thought you had courage.

I thought you were really an amazing person.

It's this kind of view!

What people admire...

... is this kind of view of you!

You are, even now...

Someone who can give dreams to others.

It's just soccer, isn't it?

I didn't have any interest in it in the first place.

Even without it...

... nothing will change with you.

You're right.

It's just soccer...

... isn't it?

[A few days later]

Sorry.

I didn't think...

They'd get married on their own...

I'm really sorry...

But you can tell by looking, right?

We can go out normally like this,

and eat together...

It's totally normal.

Miki.

You don't just carelessly say that this sort of thing is normal.

Huh?

He is normal, right?

And dad, you should stop being so serious. It's rude, isn't it?

Even though you and mum were kind enough to come...

I know it's rude.

But...

I'm sorry, but...

I can't approve of this marriage.

- Of course not. - Dad.

- Because I'm your parent. - That's why we got married on our own.

In the end, no matter what we do, you won't allow it right?

Um...

I...

Sir, please wait.

I'm from Sports Japan. Are you Takajo Kazuya-san?

Can you tell me about your thoughts on going from a national soccer player to a disabled person?

- You're bothering our other guests... - Since the family is gathered,

- you're getting married? - Please stop!

Girlfriend... What do you think about Takajo-san's disability?

Takajo-san.

- Even just one line, please. - Is that a weekly magazine or something?

Is someone there?

Huh? Isn't that Takajo?

See, the soccer player. There was the rumour he was in an accident.

Huh? Seriously?

Woah, it's a wheelchair.

What nerve you have, taking pictures of someone like that!

Is a person's misfortune... really that amusing?

It's fine now.

Let's...

... go home.

Kazuya.

Let's go back home to Muroran.

You see...

Do you remember Uncle Kouji?

He has an asparagus plantation in Obihiro.

I heard it's really big.

He asked if I wanted to work there.

If it were there...

You wouldn't have to worry about other people's opinions.

What are you saying?

It's enough already.

Your mum...

You've made your parents so proud already.

You gave me so much to be pleased about.

Thanks to you playing soccer,

so many people have told me "that's amazing... that's amazing..."

That made me happy.

I was happy.

It's...

... enough.

So... let's go home.

[New star of our expectations, a genius MF appears]

[Takajo Kazuya '89 ~ '94]

I got it!

Takajo's photo. He's really in a wheelchair!

So it was true that he's hemiplegic.

This is a big shock!

Maybe we can go for the front page with this.

Isn't that story too plain?

Don't be silly.

Player number 10 is in a wheelchair, you know!

Everyone wants to see that.

Fukumoto, give me the photos you have, okay?

You were covering him, right?

This might sell!

You can use what you like.

It's his last front page.

This will be the last time we have Takajo Kazuya on the front of a sports magazine.

When they see him in a wheelchair once,

the world will lose interest in this kind of guy.

Next time he's in, it'll be a small bit in the local news page of a general newspaper.

Welfare, medical treatment or charity. A story like that.

On second thought, can I choose?

[Chitoku University Hospital Rehabilitation Ward]

What is this?

Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Huh? The son?

Excuse me.

Oh, nice to meet you the other day.

I'm sorry for what I said.

It's fine.

Wow, this...

... must be fate.

Want to try it?

Hey, Habu-chan.

Let him borrow your basketball wheelchair.

Okay.

It's low...

But somehow...

You can try moving.

Okay.

It's okay. Try moving freely.

I feel kind of excited.

Wind is hitting my face.

How long has it been since I moved this fast?

It's fast!

You're good.

Ah...

That face.

Hiroto.

This is the sort of thing you want to do, isn't it?

Huh?

Then do it.

Woah.

He must be irritated.

I can't get enough...

Um...

It's fine, do it.

An immediate answer.

I'll do as much as I can on my own.

Stuff at home too. I'll find a job soon.

I'll try to bother you as little as possible.

- So... - You don't get it, do you?

Huh?

Be a bother.

You can just selfishly do what you like and use me.

Like before.

Welcome to WINGS.

I'm the manager, Yoshizawa.

Thank you for your help.

WINGS is the team name?

Yes.

Wings...

It's a good name.

Damn it...

Hey, hey, hey...

Are you serious?

That guy's wheelchair is high, he can move the way he wants...

Lend me his chair, not Habu-san's!

We can't do that.

Here.

Wheelchair basketball has class divisions.

Class divisions?

Hiroto had one leg amputated, so he can use his abs, dorsal muscles and hip joint.

That's why he can ride a high wheelchair.

But...

You and Habu-chan are different.

You guys can't move from the chest down.

Without the help of your hands, you can't even move your body.

You can't move your body weight either.

That's why, you can only ride a low chair with a back.

You can't gain speed either.

So no matter how hard I try, I can't win against that guy?

Well it's impossible in terms of physical ability.

That's unfair, isn't it?

If it's that unfair from the start, can you really call it sports?

For that purpose, we have class divisions depending on the degree of a player's disability.

You and Habu-chan are in the 1 point class.

Hiroto is 4.5.

Washimi over there is 3 points.

The sum of the points of those on the court can't exceed 14 points.

That's the rule.

So the 1-pointers are the ones who can do the least.

Which means from the start, I'm just a burden on the team, aren't I?

Whether or not they're a burden... you can tell by watching a game.

A game?

The Japanese Championship. They have it every year.

We can't enter, but why don't you check it out?

Japanese Championship?

Why don't you eat at home with your parents once in a while?

It's been since then, right?

You're right.

Then maybe I'll do that.

Please look after him.

Yeah.

She's beautiful.

Are you jealous?

She has nice legs.

Hey.

This morning your son came to pick him up.

Your son is very kind, isn't he?

He looks a bit scary, but he cares about his mother.

It was the opposite before.

He was in hospital, and I went every day.

Osteosarcoma, in my right knee.

- How old were you? - 13.

I got my leg amputated and when I was 17, the cancer moved to my lungs.

Both.

Between the end of the first year of middle school until he turned 19...

... was the time he shined the most and had fun.

He was always bound to a hospital bed.

That's why he shouldn't come to the hospital any more just for his parent.

He should just go wherever he wants.

Parents are weighty, aren't they?

Troublesome, right?

No...

I can understand.

Somehow...

You thought it'd just be some shabby competition, right?

Oh.

Damn it.

As expected of Strokes.

Did something happen with that Strokes team?

Tsuruta-san, Habu-san and Hiroto used to be in Strokes.

Strokes has been Japan's best team for 5 years in a row.

But it seems like he got in some kind of conflict with the head coach about Hiroto.

Tsuruta-san did?

Tsuruta-san had a high opinion of Hiroto's talent.

But Hiroto wasn't allowed to play in any games.

Because Kamimura-san was there.

Kamimura-san?

Kamimura Ren.

A pioneer of wheelchair basketball in Japan.

A national representative with immobility 4.5.

That guy.

Jersey number 9.

He's pretty fast, isn't he?

When he was 18, he went over go Germany and became a pro.

Pro?

Look at number 14.

He's a 1-pointer like you.

At Kamimura's side, he can tell his movements,

just by looking.

Oh...

That 1-pointer's stripping the opponent's defence.

The one who makes the chance for the 4.5 to move freely is the 1-pointer.

As expected, you pick it up quickly.

They're interesting... 1-pointers.

Teams with strong 1-pointers...

... can win.

That's why, I'm the keyman.

Do you get it?

- If I show my potential, WINGS will suddenly... - I get it, I get it.

You're so easy to understand.

Good for you.

Hey...

If you take it off, hang it up.

Oof.

Ah...

You ate by yourself?

Woah...

You're checking my receipts?

You're surprisingly restrictive.

Miki.

Don't be so serious.

It's not like I won't meet my parents my whole life.

It's just that I can't right now.

- What? - Let's do it, after all.

Huh? Talking about basketball again?

No, a wedding ceremony.

What?

Let's do it, a normal wedding ceremony.

What are you saying all of a sudden?

Let's have them openly congratulate us too.

So we can have a ceremony,

and send postcards with photos or something.

I feel like somehow...

... won't it start from there? For us.

What about money?

Hm?

A competition-style wheelchair... is expensive isn't it?

You want to buy one, don't you?

No, that's fine. I don't have to buy it yet, I can borrow one.

Instead of a basketball wheelchair...

Yeah... I want to have a wedding ceremony.

You're forcing yourself...

No, no, no...

I wonder if they'll celebrate with us.

Let's make them.

So...

The match starts here.

Okay.

Next is Isaki. Isaki.

The exit is on the left side.

Ah...

I was wrong.

Please wait a moment, okay?

- Excuse me. - Thank you.

The customer has finished alighting.

Where did you go?

I thought maybe you flipped over somewhere.

- I was worried. - Sorry.

But I found a good training course.

Japan is wonderful!

What are you saying?

The exit is on the left side.

Good morning.

Huh?

You're wearing a suit today?

I have a job interview now.

Is that so?

I hope it goes well.

Yes.

Excuse me.

Sorry about this, every day.

It's fine!

The train is the legs for all customers.

Legs...

Ah, no...

I'm sorry.

No, I'm grateful.

But, sorry.

Huh?

It's not you.

Huh?

Maybe he won't be here today, either.

Ah!

Um...

I was thinking of how I could meet you...

I'm sorry for getting married on our own.

Because my body is like this...

I understand that you're angry that this happened to your precious daughter.

I understand that you object.

The customer has finished alighting.

The legs of every customer.

Huh?

They let anyone go anywhere they want.

Every day.

Definitely.

Are you going to the ticket gate?

No, I'll go home.

We're having a wedding ceremony.

Can you please come?

Ah...

Sorry Nakagawa-san. It's my work...

Sorry.

Since when has he been coming?

Huh?

Oh, let's see...

Since about 2 weeks ago, I think.

Every day.

2 weeks...

Everyday...

He joins the team and suddenly asks us to come to his wedding. Isn't that guy strange?

Her mother and father... aren't coming?

Well... Everyone has their own circumstances.

You look pretty.

Do I?

Wearing this after all this time,

and walking out grinning...

Isn't that silly?

Then, it isn't something to force yourself to smile over either, is it?

Sorry.

As I thought, I'm not fit to do this.

Huh?

Wait.

Dad...

Why?

Kazuya-kun comes by...

Every day.

Huh?

Every single day...

He comes to the station.

He did this morning, too.

No way...

Seeing him every day,

I got used to seeing him like that too.

Humans are strange, aren't they?

Now, he hardly seems out of place.

Oh, he came.

He's here.

Like that.

That's how it is, I suppose.

With anything.

I'm just saying but...

I'm not happy.

But...

Don't just decide from the start...

... that I'll never allow it.

Parents...

... worry and get mad for their daughters.

Even so...

... they try being led where their daughters want to go.

We have that much resolve.

Come on.

Let's go.

Dad...

Nakagawa-san...

Miki-chan, congratulations!

Thank you.

You are smiling.

It was such a relief.

- It's nearly time. - Okay, I got it.

The party is in full swing,

but now we have a greeting from the groom.

But! But!

Before that...

Huh?

What?

We planned to have a ceremony 6 months ago.

This was supposed to play then,

but we couldn't have the ceremony...

But...

Since we did this properly today, I'd like you all to watch it.

[Dream for the future: Pro soccer player]

[1986 - 3rd in the National Middle School Soccer Hokkaido Preliminaries]

[1986 - selected for the National U-15 Soccer Festival Best Eleven]

[1988 - National High School Soccer National Competition runner up] [1988 - selected Score King with the highest ever score in North Shibahai High School Soccer]

[1989 - MVP at National U-18 Soccer Festival]

[And then on to a professional stage...]

[Flap your wings into the world.]

And then 2 weeks later...

I got in an accident...

... and my body turned into this current state.

As I just showed you,

in any case, I was an amazing guy as a soccer player...

So it was a big shock.

I thought "so this is what despair is".

My life ended.

From here on, I would just breathe and not die.

There's nothing left for me.

That's what I thought.

But...

Miki, right here...

Huh?

When I think about it now...

I think she's kind of stupid too.

What?

"I'm the only thing left."

... she said.

She said "I'm the only thing left,"

and was determined.

It made me happy.

I thought I would work hard so as not to shame Miki's resolve.

And then, well I'm basically a guy who can do anything...

... so rehab finished in the blink of an eye.

Now I can do everything myself.

And by my side, I have my wife who gently supports me?

If it's like this,

I can probably live much more normally than I'd imagined.

I can smile now too.

I learned to be grateful for my surroundings.

Maybe some of you think my personality's gotten better than before.

He hasn't changed at all, has he?

But like I thought...

That way, I'm not me.

Gentle, reserved and only doing what's right...

That me isn't me.

I'm more selfish than anyone, overconfident...

And I think I'm different from ordinary guys.

Just aiming higher.

That is...

Takajo Kazuya...

And the one who thinks of that Takajo Kazuya as her pride more than anyone.

That's Miki.

I lost soccer.

But...

It's not my intention for this video to end here.

I will...

... make the continuation.

Takajo Kazuya...

In wheelchair basketball...

Become a Japanese representative.

Mum.

Do you feel bad for me?

"You've made your parents proud enough."

What are you saying, mum?

I'm going to make you proud... from now on.

I'm not finished.

It starts here.

Huh?

Why?

How did you get this? The money?

I borrowed the wedding dress from a friend.

Even renting a dress costs 200000, you know?

It's ridiculous.

Wow...

If you're doing it, then do it.

Can I get on?

Miki.

What?

You feel like saying thank you?

With this...

I'll show you the world.

[4 years later]

Like I thought, it makes a good picture.

But... he's just as selfish as ever.

What are you doing, Hiroto? Predict it, you idiot!

Ouch...

Washimi-san, get it together and catch the rebound, please.

Give me a break... Ah!

Ryo-chan!

Staying there won't help.

Come on, let's take a bath?

When you're done, Papa will be home.

I'm home~

Welcome back.

Your morning meeting is early tomorrow, right?

- Will it be okay? - Yeah.

So you were still awake.

How was it?

You could've just come to watch the game.

I'm already tired of it.

If you go into other regions, it takes money. And I can't take time off part-time work.

[A saver's household account book]

It's hard for me if you show me that, though.

But you know...

I scored in the double digits today!

If I make a shoot at a good spot, I'd point to where you are.

I don't want that, it's embarrassing.

Oh, don't wake him up again.

I'm home~

Is he running in his sleep?

His legs are pretty fast.

He's got my genes.

Since all the good parts are yours...

What?

Your skin's peeling. Wait, it's pretty bad.

We have to disinfect it.

Did you take a break from driving?

How long were you playing over there?

You know...

I'm always saying this, but pressure ulcers are scary, you know!

It's fine, I know. It's my own body, after all.

What are you saying? You can't feel from the chest down.

You don't know that.

You're saying that?

You're going too far making him get injured.

Washimi-san had 7 rebounds taken from him. Just that is 14 points.

Kazuya...

If we want to be Japan's best...

We have to do Japan's best training, right?

You have a point.

You want to take down Kamimura Ren, right?

We've been doing this thinking so, but...

["Legend" Kamimura retires]

We haven't even had a decent fight.

You think I'll let him quit on us?

Papa's late again today?

Hmm...

I guess so.

Where is he?

Call him.

Tell him to come home.

If it's about that...

I'll tell him for you next time.

It's fine, I'll tell him myself.

You're here again.

Aren't you overworking yourself a bit?

No, this is just...

It's just right.

Your face is red.

Is your body temperature stable?

Can you show me your body?

This...

No, it's not a big deal.

Don't make me keep saying the same thing.

You're strange lately.

You're overdoing it.

Be more careful with your own body.

You're not like normal people.

- Don't say that so coldly. - I'm not being cold.

You know if you get blood poisoning, you can die, right?

You're exaggerating.

- Get a grip! - I'm telling you, I know! It's my own body.

Ryo-chan...

Sorry, Ryo-chan.

I get it.

I know I'm a disabled person.

Actually, I haven't forgotten it for even a moment.

But it's the only time...

... I can be free from that sort of thing.

Only when I'm playing basketball.

When the preliminary block's over,

can we have some time?

I want to have a nice talk, sometimes.

About Ryosuke too.

Alright.

[4 weeks later Japanese Championship Preliminary Block]

Hey, this is the first match, you know?

Having a close game here is unbelievable, right?

Shut up. It's fine, isn't it? We won.

In the first place, you're the one giving instructions.

- It's your fault. - Say that when you move according to instructions.

And Kouno.

You've played basketball, right?

If you're entirely free and you miss a layup, it's shocking even for a high schooler.

- Do some practice! - No, but...

No buts.

Shut up.

Now, now. Kouno only just joined, so...

Hey, listen.

The head coach for the national representatives came to watch!

He came to watch Kamimura Ren, right?

That's not all.

Wow... this is amazing.

Right, Tsuruta-san?

Depending on the next game's result, Hiroto can be called to the national training camp.

At last, WINGS will nave a national representative.

Let's show him!

Let's make Hiroto a national player.

Yeah. By the way...

Our next opponent...

... is Strokes.

There's no point if we don't win, is there?

If we don't take down Kamimura, the 4.5 rep will stay Kamimura.

Even if he's called, Hiroto won't get his turn.

That's true too.

Damn it.

Get out here, Kamimura.

He's good, that number 15.

You're right.

Kazuya!

Hiroto is free!

That guy...

It's your own, again?!

It's your own, again?!

Kazuya! Get Hiroto free!

Free!

I'm free! Takajo-san!

Don't do it alone, Kazuya!

Pass it to me!

Kazuya!

He's an attention-seeker, isn't he?

I don't care if he was a J-leaguer or whatever, but...

Kamimura's coming.

Kamimura!

He's here...

That guy's an idiot, seriously.

That's enough, pass to someone!

Leave it to me.

Damn.

A backpick.

That's... a backpick?

It's the first time I've seen anyone really do it.

It's a tactic that shows Kazuya and Kamimura's difference in running ability.

They do it a lot in overseas leagues.

Eh? Isn't it like he's picking on the 1-pointer Takajo-san?

That's wheelchair basketball.

Don't crush my chances too.

Huh?

Why does my chance have to be crushed by a teammate?

Please, don't get in my way.

What are you getting heated up over?

It's fine, isn't it?

With your 4.5, you can play however you want by yourself.

You can run and you have the height.

And yet you tell a 1-pointer who can't move not to get in your way - are you some kind of demon?

You have more chances to be a rep, don't you?

I'm jealous of you 1-pointers with spinal injuries.

Huh?

What are you saying?

Even at worst, you won't die.

Listen.

There's still cancer in my left and right lungs.

This thing might wake up tomorrow.

When you're waking up in the morning, eating dinner, taking a shit...

Those things inside of me might wake up too.

When that happens...

I'll die, you know.

I don't have a next time.

I don't have time.

[Kugisaki Heavy Industry]

What's wrong, Tsuruta-san?

Just something.

You're working in a good company.

Since there's a disabled employee quota.

Is that so?

Shall we have some tea?

You're saying if I'm there, we can't win?

It's hard to put you in a game as you are right now.

If we play like I say, WINGS will definitely be able to win.

You're right.

If we play like you say, yes.

But unfortunately...

Not all of us are Takajo Kazuya.

We can't keep up with you.

I mean...

You only say what's right, don't you.

We get it.

Washimi, Kouno... me and Habu-chan too.

If everyone can play like you,

WINGS would have long been Japan's best.

But we can't.

If Washimi injures his wrist, it hinders his work.

And then his family would be put in a spot, right?

Kouno is still only 18,

he wants to take university exams and go to university.

You didn't know, did you?

Someone like you, working in a good company,

with a steady wife who will do everything at home for you.

We're not all that blessed.

You think we can become Japan's best by playing moderately?

We'll play moderately, precisely and become Japan's best.

That's the wheelchair basketball I want to play.

Just gathering the strong guys...

And doing pro-like training to win or something...

That's not what we're trying to do.

Some guys can't do their best.

But...

I think compensating for that is our team's strength.

If I'm not in the game...

There's no point in me being in WINGS.

I see.

Well, you can do what you want.

He said when the preliminary league was over, right?

Maybe Papa forgot again.

Hey, Ryo-chan.

Mama's starting to get confused...

6 seconds, huh.

WINGS met the requirements to enter the Japanese Championship.

I'm looking forward to it.

No, I'm not in it.

Huh?

Why?

I got sacked.

I see...

What's with that, Tsuruta-san? It's surprising.

What's different about you and I?

Huh?

You started wheelchair basketball at 18,

went to Germany alone and went pro...

Since then, all you've been doing is basketball for close to 20 years.

I'm sure the only thought in your head is of winning.

The only thought in my head...

That makes me sound like an idiot.

Well...

You're not wrong, I guess.

I'm like that too.

But I'm not.

Everyone follows you.

Everyone accepts the way you do things.

What's different?

I...

I've never had any setbacks.

Huh?

I've had this body since I was born,

and honestly, I don't hate it.

I could do anything better than others, and I was popular.

That's why when I encountered wheelchair basketball,

I simply thought it's interesting...

I wanna win...

I wanna get really strong.

That's all.

For you...

Don't you just want to get it back?

The you who had this brilliant glory anyone would be envious of.

Don't you just want to get that back?

That's why you're recklessly desperate...

But that...

It sounds tough.

It isn't fun.

I think anyone would hate being made to follow someone like that.

Of course they'd say they can't follow along.

But I do want to get it back.

Is it wrong to think that?

No, I think it's fine.

It's not bad.

But that...

Do it yourself.

I'm home~

Ryosuke~

Miki.

Miki?

[If you feel like it, please come. Chiba Public Ground]

Huh?

Since when did he?

Alright.

Yay!

You did it!

If you came, why didn't you say anything?

Well, I guess...

... it looked like fun.

If it looked fun,

you could just say something.

It was my fault, right?

Wanting to play soccer...

It's...

... a pretty normal thing for a child.

Even if it was just offhand,

I should have said something, right?

I get it.

I'm the one who never listened.

I haven't seen Ryosuke awake for a long time.

That kid...

What he's eating, what's making him smile, who he's fighting with,

I haven't heard that either.

You're right.

But we got used to it.

It was always the two of us...

... and that was fun for what it was.

Always the two of you...

Huh?

That...

I think Ryosuke will be less lonely at home with your mum and dad.

In that case...

I don't mind if you choose that way.

Huh?

It's okay.

I...

I can basically do anything myself.

I can control my body.

If I'm here, it's more uncomfortable for you two--

That is...

If it makes you strangely worried or lonely...

We don't really...

... have to try to live together, I think.

I guess so...

Honestly speaking...

It's not Ryosuke,

I...

I've always wanted to spend more time with you.

The truth is, I wanted to go out with the 3 of us on the weekends and stuff.

Normally.

But because you had basketball,

your head's full of thoughts of wanting to get stronger.

Ah...

He found it.

He found something to replace soccer.

It sounds like you wish I hadn't.

I think if it was soccer I could allow it.

I mean, soccer is work, right?

That would support us.

I don't want to say that sort of thing. But...

Realise it.

You're not a pro anymore.

I'm sorry.

No...

But, that's what I respect about you.

It's not about money or honour.

You just like it, want to get stronger, put in the effort...

Even if it's tough on the body, you just do it.

I like that side of you.

But you know...

Sometimes...

I can't follow along.

Can't follow along...

Huh?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to say these things.

I'll go to my parents' house for a little while and cool my head.

Okay...

You don't have to worry.

I...

... can live on my own too.

Let's have lunch.

Let's go.

Wanna go to the usual place?

[Representative Selection Training Camp Public Training Imaoka Gymnasium Feel free to observe]

Mukai Hiroto...

... pulled out.

[Mukai Hiroto]

I don't have a next time.

I don't have time.

You came.

To see Hiroto?

He was wavering to the end.

About whether or not to go to the representative's training camp.

Is that so...

But that guy threw away basketball...

And chose the path to live even a day longer.

Even if that extra time he lives is a year or a few months...

He chose the way that would make his mother even a little less sad.

Hiroto chose the way to live for someone else.

Today's training day, right?

Even though everyone's coming soon, why are you leaving?

You know,

if you're not there, there's no point in me following WINGS.

Isn't it enough already?

Somehow...

I understood it, suddenly.

What?

On the team and at home...

I was the baggage.

Huh?

The reason the team can't win is because my teammates suck.

The reason I don't belong at home is because my family doesn't know what to do with me.

They're all idiots.

If they do what I say, it'll all go well...

That's what I thought.

Ever since I played soccer.

But I was wrong.

I was a nuisance.

To everyone.

They say "we can't follow along."

"Do it yourself."

I've finally understood.

In the world...

People like me are the most unnecessary ones.

What are you doing?

Get up from there.

What?

What are you saying?

Do you know what I thought when I first saw you?

12 years ago.

You were only 15, so I looked at your bratty face...

And I thought this...

This guy's a genius.

That's why I went all the way to Hokkaido,

and stuck to you.

From when you were still nameless,

from when you couldn't even win at high school soccer...

It was a huge gamble.

Since it was all out of my own pocket.

But you know...

I was totally right.

I mean, you became jersey 10 of the representatives.

Even though it was only once.

So...

When I thought from here on, I'll have you make me money?

You go and get in an accident.

Spinal injury?

Can't move his legs?

Disabled?

Are you an idiot?

Give me back my time and money.

I was seriously down.

I didn't even want to look at your face. I mean, you're so pitiful!

I didn't know what to do anymore.

Figured I had no choice but to split from you.

And lastly, I wrote the article about your fall like a hero.

Everyone loves that sort of thing.

I thought that would be the end.

And then...

You were doing this.

Wheelchair basketball?

What?

That's a disabled sport, right?

I went to see it while thinking that'll make you more pitiable instead, just quit it!

And then...

It was cool.

You were playing with the same expression as before.

I couldn't split from you.

Without thinking, I took up my camera.

Thought I'll definitely keep following this guy.

He'll become Japan's best...

Become a national representative...

And I'll write another article where you've got the Japanese flag on.

So even though it won't make me a single yen, I stuck to you again.

What do you mean baggage?

We can't follow along?

Who cares? To start with you're a selfish guy.

Don't go playing nice and acting all pathetic after all this time!

Damn it...

You see, Tsuruta-san...

Registered you...

Your name as a member participating in the Japanese championship.

Even he...

... is seriously trying to win, you know.

I'm sorry.

We're counting on you...

Kazuya.

1, 2, 3 WINGS!

How is it?

The outside air.

It's not really...

... that good.

It's starting soon, isn't it.

[3 months later] [Japan Wheelchair Basketball Championship]

[1st Game]

Go, Kouno!

Okay.

Washimi-san, nice rebound!

Nice, Kazuya!

You can do it!

What's that?

He took on all the dirty work.

Kazuya-san, shoot!

Okay.

Mama, we're not going?

Today's Papa's game, right?

I'm not going.

Papa's in this, right?

What are you doing, changing your play?

If a 1-pointer's moving that much...

The opponents must be a threat.

Well, I guess this as far as it goes, though.

As expected, if it's 1 on 1,

you can't stop me, can you?

How about 1 on 2?

Why are you here?

What about treatment?

I came to see this.

Well, I worked hard.

I'm really superman.

I don't even have 40 minutes.

I'll die in 10.

I'll let you live.

Just for 10 minutes.

Nice.

You guys are idiots...

I'm getting excited.

Hiroto came back to WINGS just for this one game.

Do you know what for?

To win against Strokes!

1 2 3 WINGS!

[Prime Minister's Cup Japan Wheelchair Basketball Championship Final WINGS VS Strokes]

[10 minutes left]

You pretending to be sick?

What are you gonna do about it?

Last minute!

You can do it!

Damn...

Kazuya!

That idiot...

Again.

Kazuya.

Shoot, Hiroto!

Damn...

Nice shoot!

Kazuya-san, nice pass!

15 seconds left!

Don't let Kamimura move.

- Kazuya. - Kazuya-san, please.

Stop him, Kazuya!

Hang in there, Takajo!

Endure, endure, endure, endure...

Endure, endure!

A tie...

No, he's going for a turn-around?

They lost.

Hey, you don't have to cry.

Papa was really cool, wasn't he?

He seemed completely different to before, didn't he?

Really?

Really!

Papa is much stronger today.

He just kept falling over.

That's...

... what being strong is.

Papa will just keep getting stronger, won't he?

Let's do this again next year.

Huh?

I'll withdraw my retirement.

Are you alright? Do you think you can put the chair down?

I can't reach,

so do it yourself.

Shut up.

Hurry up and get the car out.

Let's do this here again.

Kamimura...

... said he'd withdraw his retirement.

We set the fire in him.

That's why...

Next year...

Let's take down Strokes and become Japan's best.

You don't know what'll happen in the future.

It's damn hot... in this car.

Hey?

Can I have that?

Hm?

You want something like this?

Thanks.

Huh?

Mi...

I'm telling you...

His attitude with the team was completely different from before.

He was really modest.

If that's the case, why can't he change his attitude towards us?

I'm the closest one.

I should be teammate number 1.

So why won't he come?

That kind of guy is the least able to bear a bad result.

Like he doesn't understand how important his wife is.

Right?

You think so too, don't you?

- I really hate it. - Come on.

Have some tea.

Yes?

Maybe it's a delivery.

Come here, Ryo-chan.

Kazuya-san.

Sorry for the sudden visit.

Papa!

I'm sorry, I was wrong.

I should have thought more carefully about your and Ryosuke's feelings.

Not being able to follow along...

I think as a husband and a father, that's the worst thing I could ever let you say.

I'm really sorry.

But...

As I thought, I can't quit basketball.

I'll probably keep going.

Just like before.

Huh?

Just like before...

I think I'll probably keep going.

Because...

It's like my lifeline to keep going.

I can't let go of it no matter what.

But...

There was something that I can't let go of more than that.

That was...

You guys.

Miki...

... and Ryosuke.

I was invited to the representative selection training camp.

Huh?

Like I thought, I want us to celebrate together...

Not just today.

From now on, forever.

The happy things...

I want to celebrate them with you guys.

That's why...

Please.

Let's go home together.

Oh, Ryosuke.

Ryosuke.

I'm sorry to you too.

I couldn't go watch you play soccer.

From now on, can I play soccer with you too?

Sure, but can you do it Papa?

I look like this but I was really good in the past.

How many points did you get?

How many points?

- I scored a lot. - Liar.

- It's true. - Liar.

100 points. 1 million points.

- 2 million points. - Liar.

It's not a lie.

[Under inspection. We apologise for the inconvenience.]

Do you want to wait in the car for now?

No...

Hm?

Let's go home.

Huh?

Let's go home normally.

What are you saying? There are only stairs.

It's impossible.

Why is it impossible?

Don't say that so easily when there's still a way.

You're going to act like that again?

Saying "I'm different,"

"I can do it" and getting worked up?

- Just over the elevator. - That's not it.

I just want to go home.

With Miki and Ryosuke, the 3 of us.

Okay. [We have left our luggage here! We'll pick it up quickly. Sorry... 1003 Takajo]

Here. [We have left our luggage here! We'll pick it up quickly. Sorry... 1003 Takajo]

[We have left our luggage here! We'll pick it up quickly. Sorry... 1003 Takajo]

Okay.

Man... this...

That's why I told you!

You're really an idiot. A sports idiot.

If you don't hurt your body and drive yourself into a corner mentally,

you don't feel like living?

Are you a masochist?

I'm really the worst, aren't I.

People made to follow along can't bear it.

You're right.

Even though I can't even go to my own home by myself.

Huh?

Actually, I can't do anything.

In the end,

I'm always being saved.

And playing basketball that doesn't make a single yen.

Ah, Ryo-chan.

Can you help hold Papa's legs?

Okay!

There we go!

There's so much left!

You're the one who said we'd do this.

Miki, I...

Huh?

Actually, I can't even live a single day.

If I'm alone.

I can't even go up these stairs.

But with Miki and Ryosuke,

I can do it. Surely.

If we go up a step, we're definitely closer to the goal.

One step, and then another step...

We'll keep... overcoming it.

It takes us 2 hours to reach where a normal family could in 5 minutes.

I know I'll make you take the roundabout way,

and give you painful feelings...

But...

I'll definitely overcome it.

And then...

I'll make you guys happy.

So...

Believe me.

Can you hold...

... the legs I can't move for me?

Okay.

What?

What's wrong?

Sorry...

Let's try our best.

Ready, go...

Yo.

There.

Okay...

With this spirit...

I'll show you the world.

I don't want to see it that badly.

I want to!

I'll show it to you.

Ready, go...

We did it!

- We did it! - We did it!

We did it, we did it.

High five.

We did it.

I'm...

... different from ordinary guys

Smash it! Smash it! Kazuya!

People who have had two Japanese flags on their chest...

... are probably few.

The first, I got on my own.

I can say that with confidence.

But the second...

If asked if I got it on my own...

I didn't.

It's not something I got with just my own strength.

Huh?

Nakagawa-san, what are you watching?

Hm?

It's my son.

Here, here! The photos are here!

If it were me I'd have taken the pictures a bit better, though.

Alright!

- Let's make it an article! - Yes!

That's exactly why...

It has weight.

1, 2, 3 Japan!

Yes!

That's exactly why I...

I...

... love these two emblems.