The warmth of spring

From the end of the Shloma competition to the start of the national competition, it was less than a month.

Because it is too familiar pattern, he doesn't know how many times they have played practice matches, there is really nothing special, so except for Hersh, who played in person and felt especially obvious, others did not pay much attention to the game played by Matilda and Hersh, and occasionally someone saw it, but only thought that today Nathan played with amazing momentum.

But the Shloma finals are coming up and they're still so relaxed, so the training isn't strict enough to make them too relaxed?

"It's really nothing," Nathan repeated again, "just, like, a different life. Not everyone has the opportunity to experience a completely different life."

"About this week's Shloma Tournament semi-finals, the order of play against Fudo Peak..." Blending Matilda's gentle tones, Nathan's voice was slightly warm, yet firm, as he wanted to leave the sing

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