Kyousuke!

"I’ve visited the team a couple of times," His red eyes temporarily flicker in the direction of the stadiums before moving back to Yuuichi. The younger boy crosses his arms, carefully watching the other in momentarily thoughtfulness. Hakuryuu already thought well of the older Tsurugi sibling, but honestly wondered how he was like out on the soccer field. He’s aware of Kyousuke’s plan to help his brother, and Hakuryuu wonders if he could ever lend a hand. 

Friends help each other out, after all. He supposed he declared in an unsurprisingly forward manner, because Yuuichi’s observation was spot on. Hakuryuu definitely cared about Kyousuke, and somewhere in his thoughts there were times where he considered that friendship just a little more than that. That was a topic for another time, he quietly concluded. “I do care about him. He’s one of the most important people in my life, after all.”

… Maybe he made himself a little too obvious. Ah well.

As a fellow striker, or at least, a former fellow striker, there was one other feeling he understood too. "Oh, and Hakuryuu? As fun as it is to show off, make sure to pass to other people, too." 

One of Hakuryuu's most important people. That could be interpreted in several different ways and with it being as obvious as it was, Yuuichi couldn't exactly help when his mind drifted off to briefly consider the most obvious one. And even if that wasn't the case, as a respected elder figure and friend to them both he would support their friendship just the same. 

The two clearly made each other happy. That's all that mattered. 

"That sounds like such a nice thing of Kyosuke-san to do for you, Yuuichi-kun. I usually never go out in the summer, as I don’t like the sun that much, but its always good to try new things, no?" Shiro smiles, pulling open the door and pushing Yuuichi out in his wheelchair.

They were leaving their dorm now. As he was pushed forward with a noticeable amount of care, Yuuichi turned his attention the latter part of her sentence. Somehow, he wasn't all that surprised to hear she didn't go out very often, a remark that roused a quiet chuckle. 

"Is it? Mh, I wonder." He spared a glance to his hand, turning it over lightly before giving a laugh. It hadn’t hurt, of course. But Yuuichi was in a good mood. Amused and particularly playful, he couldn’t help but tease him — maybe it was due to their little videogame session. He placed that same hand back to Kyousuke’s cheek, this time to cup it within his palm. 

A— ah, if it’s not too much trouble. [voice low, half-leaning against the door abashedly. silently chastising himself. He’s Seidouzan, dammit! Why’s he getting so embarrassed by a gentle smile?— and walking over to you, meekly taking the chair.]

"Ah, is that so? That must mean you're pretty strong! You'll have to excuse me, I wasn't able to attend the game in person but I enjoyed watching you play on TV." 

The finals of the Holy Road. That meant...--Seidouzan! 

So he wasn't one of Kyousuke's friends. Ah, well. The other striker and younger Tsurugi would probably insist he didn't have many of those anyway. Still, to say he wasn't excited to be meeting a player of such high capabilities would be a lie. 

"Would you like me to push you Yuuichi-kun? I suppose you don’t let people push you a lot, but I think you deserve a break on pushing yourself," Shiro says, smiling as Yuuichi turns around to look at her, "Of course, you can push yourself if you want! I’m just offering.

Shiro pauses for a moment waiting for Yuuichi to answer, then flusters when she realizes what he had said earlier while she was watching him sit down in his wheelchair.

He'd never tell anyone, especially not Kyousuke, but the act of getting around was harder than it looked and often left him with a particular discomfort in his hands. A break here and there was definitely something to be appreciated.

"I suppose walking around the school for five days a week would get anyone used to it. But this place is so big… it must be quite easy to get lost," but Yuuichi was right, it was all part of the school experience and Fei was more than happy to wander around aimlessly for a bit.

Getting lost had been the way they just so happened to meet, after all. 

"You know the way?" Yuuchi couldn't help but give a chuckle at the gesture. Whether intentional or not, he found himself mirroring it with a light tilt of his own head. Perhaps it paled in comparison to the real thing, but it got his message across, and he glanced over, "How impressive, Fei! Why don't we head there first then? I don't know about you, but I could certainly go for something refreshing--It'll be my treat."

"Yuuichi-san—-!"

"Tenma-kun!" 

"Are you doing well, Tenma-kun? It's been awhile. The last time we've met like this was, well..." Back at the hospital, during his rehabilitation like the picture suggested. He couldn't exactly say he'd been much else any time recently. He settled on a light chuckle to complete his sentence, giving a nod. 

Shiro was glad, though, that Yuuichi didn’t feel too sad being by himself. At least he had his brother, and the friend that he mentioned, as well as Shiro herself. Still, Shiro supposed it would be good for Yuuichi to go outside. This academy still surprised Shiro with all of its odd characters and events, and it was almost like an adventure when you went outside. It reminded Shiro of the race of Imanity, as well as the other various races found in her true world.

"Mh, that's right." He nodded, eyes glancing towards the aforementioned chair, "But I should be fine if you just put it close. It gives me a chance to practice taking a few steps!" 

When she did, Yuuichi shifted himself over to the side of his bed, peeling away the light blanket. By now, he was used to this sort of thing, and hoisted himself up and over through routine, rehearsed movements. When he was seated once again, he adjusted his legs accordingly, before placing his arms back against their designated rests. He didn't want to cause her anymore trouble than his way of living already, so he didn't ask her to push him--Though, being the kind and curious girl she was, he suspected she'd offer anyway. 

'Ah, that sounded a bit desperate,' Hakuryuu realized after the fact. His shoulders relaxed after the declaration and his expression relaxed significantly. Making himself nervous in front of of Yuuichi wouldn’t make for good first impressions. 

He’s heard about Yuuichi’s legs from Kyousuke. To say Hakuryuu felt sympathetic wouldn’t be off the mark; to be unable to play soccer must be harsh, but he admire Yuuichi’s determination and truly believed that he’ll be able to play in the future. “I’ve seen the soccer fields. They are certainly impressive, that’s for sure.” Hakuryuu won’t mention that he’s barely attended practice, only because Kyousuke hasn’t shown up once and therefore, his attendance record is fairly poor.

"Usually I have to find him though!" Hakuryuu chuckles, a glint of adoration in his red eyes. Spending time with Kyousuke was a highly enjoyable experience, even if the boy was very stubborn. “But we have fun! Even if he does beat me most of the time…”

The instinct of an older brother isn't one to be underestimated, after all.

Yuuichi kept his gaze fixed on Hakuryuu's expression. He observed every rise and fall in his features, every emotion that passed through them-- Hakuryuu was much more animated when he was speaking about Kyousuke, he concluded quietly. 

"Of course he does," Yuuichi moved his hands from the armrests of his chair to found them neatly in his lap, "I can see it in your eyes-- You must care about him a lot, don't you? You should know that better than anyone." 

He knew his brother to be someone with a very clear purpose behind the things he did, or the cryptic words he gave here and there. It was just another quality that made him, well, him. He wasn't a bad kid, nor was he uncaring. To see someone who both understood and was capable of appreciating those sides of his personality of his brought Yuuichi a sense of happiness. 

Yet, Shiro felt acceptance and happiness come from Yuuichi, which made Shiro feel better about herself. He seemed to know how to make people feel better about themselves, almost like it was his job to do so. Shiro looked up through her bangs and gave Yuuichi a small smile, which he returned eagerly.

"Ah, I guess you could say Sora-nii and I are a a bit well-known in the gaming and online world," Shiro stated, blushing a little, "It’s completely fine that you have no talent! Usually Sora-nii or myself get put down for investing ourselves in our games but…its really fun. Thank you, though, I am only so talented because I’ve played games for so long…Maybe I could teach you sometime to play! We could play together…"

But regardless of his own skill, people enjoying and indulging themselves earnestly in a hobby was one of Yuuichi's favourite thing to see. Whether it be soccer or, in this case, videogames. He'd probably be content with even just watching her play. Once she'd finished talking, he greeted her words kindly with a nod. "No matter what people say, it's what you love, right? Sora-kun, too. Play games because it's what you enjoy doing and eventually, you'll come to find the ones who can enjoy them along with you."

The next question, posed only after a moment of silence from the young girl surprised him. The fact she was even thinking about it at all came as a slight shock, though the expression settled quickly back to his usual one. 

"Sad...?"