"How is it, Ryoma? Is it different from what you imagined?"
Nanjiro glanced at Ryoma who was watching intently beside him, and then spoke.
"Well..."
This time he did not deny it directly, but lowered the brim of his hat to prevent him from seeing his expression clearly. Ryoma concentrated on recalling everything that had happened before.
Whether it was the Phoenix serve, the Zero serve, the brilliant talent and tempering of the selfless state, or the confrontation between the two sides, they all made him see different pictures.
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