POV TAKAO
Missing now a day, a single day at the decisive meetings for those who will go to the final. Needless to say, how much I and others have worked to achieve our goal and with every means at our disposal. Unfortunately, despite the various calculations and assumptions of the computer, the Professor is still not completely convinced of the final results. It is a beautiful sunny day and I have no intention of wasting it, we are running out and I intend to do my best tomorrow!
POV KAI
I spent the whole morning training, but it's like something is missing. The last training sessions went well, like the rest of the rest, and even the beyblades have been properly upgraded. So what's really upsetting me? I decide to take a ride to clear my mind. It's just over ten o'clock in the morning and many people are already pouring into the narrow streets of the neighborhood, it's not particularly hot since we are in the middle of September, however many women go around with heavy coats and jackets. For my part, only my trusty scarf warms my neck and shoulders, the bare minimum to not feel cold. I go unconsciously to the river. I feel something metal slam incessantly and I lean out of the bridge to see better what it is, noticing a figure known to me intent on fighting who knows what silly training. Takao. That kid is a nuisance to my ascent to the title of world champion, but his determination and his Bitpower are like a magnet, he manages to master his dragon in a short time without too much effort. How the hell does it do? I take Dranzer out of my suit pocket. In the sunlight it looks even brighter than usual, giving it an encouraging glow. I made millions of sacrifices for him and spent almost all my childhood to fully understand all his secrets, his strength, his and my weaknesses, while in just a few weeks Takao managed to get all the respect of his Bit without obvious efforts. What's so wrong? I put the bey back in my pocket and just watch the enemy as he trains. He seems focused but with a closer eye we see that while he jokes and deconcentrates with his companions. My anger rises exponentially. I make my eyes look at the landscape: the river; trees; the street; the lawn; a little girl ...
A little girl? What's he doing here?
He's a few feet away, well hidden behind a cherry tree that also looks at Takao and the other boys. She has straight hair that comes just below her shoulders, so dark blue that they look black without any light to illuminate them. Eyes similar to the water of the sea and bright as few. The serious and attentive look like that of a feline. Suddenly his eyes meet mine, an expression strikes his face from relaxed to fearful. He turns around starting to run towards the city. Without realizing it, they are on his trail in great strides. It was small in stature so I should be able to reach it but for this reason it could hide anywhere. Arrival at the beginning of the inhabited center where dozens and dozens of people are crowded together preventing my view, I could ask to let me pass but it would be totally useless. I lost it.
Who was? What was he doing? Why did she run away?