Afternoon indoor gym class.
Goto, tackled countless times by the opponent, was so frustrated he could only call on Uesugi for help.
He solemnly patted his shoulder and said:
"I'm counting on you, Uesugi! My life's glory rests on you!"
Uesugi Sakura glanced at the ping pong paddle in his hand and said calmly, "What is your glory?"
Goto thought for a moment.
"To marry a school idol."
"Isn't it to be a photographer?"
"Being a photographer is to take private photos of my idol wife."
Alright, fair enough.
Uesugi Sakura walked up to the ping pong table.
Across from him was a boy from the neighboring class, known as the "Ping Pong Prince."
It's said that he's placed in the top three in many school tournaments.
Meanwhile, Goto was already the sixteenth person in the class he defeated.
A bit handsome, and his demeanor was decent.
The "Prince" held up the white ping pong ball with his left hand, assumed a serving posture, bent down, and grinned: "Uesugi, it's coming your way!"
