The white-throated needletail.
Its height is 20 centimeters
and it is able to blast along at a speed of 350 kilometers.
It is the great Idaten above the clouds.
Thanks for buying us some time.
Thanks... but don't you sound a bit arrogant?
Heh. Well, yeah.
I'm counting on you over there...
Keiji.
I can see you.
As usual, he runs.
Every day, without rest, he repeats this routine.
As usual, he repeats.
He runs early in the morning while it's still dark,
because he likes the scenery that is visible from here.
So plain.
His driving force is so modest.
That is this man.
The new lightweight champion!
Well, being the world champion is great and all...
But you know, it's not very entertaining.
You always win by technicalities, right?
The spectators want to see
some super flashy KO towards the end of the fight, ya know?
If only you had some frail, sick mother...
that might add some needed drama.
All right, President. I'm off.
Right. See you next week.
Huh? You're going home?
At least let me treat you to dinner.
Sorry. Maybe next time.
If you'll excuse me.
Doesn't he always seem to go home early on Fridays?
I'm home, Ma.
How ya feelin', Ma?
Ah, Keiji.
You don't have to come home every week.
Especially to this little island that has nothing.
Well, you're here, Ma.
Oh, I'll make some food. What do you want?
The chef's best tagliolini with
Kuroge Wagyu beef tongue and purple yams imported from Sicily.
Don't mess with me.
I'm sure you're living and eating like a monk, as usual.
I'm trying to make it suit you better.
Is the last ferry still at 4:30?
Yep.
And the world champion is using it.
You lack charisma!
You know, beast-like star power.
Huh? A beast?
Yeah, a beast.
When your dad was young, he was something else.
All he'd have to do is bite me, and I felt like I'd ovulate.
Okay, seriously, stop.
But really. Your dad was amazing.
He gave me a wonderful son like you, after all.
That would mean that you're amazing, too, Ma.
Oh, please. Flattery'll get you nowhere, Keiji.
It totally did.
Like what? What did it get you?
Hurry and tell me.
This Year's Goal: Become The Super Featherweight Champ!!
Keiji, go ahead and take a bath.
Right.
Ma.
Keiji?
My...
retina might be detaching.
One Year Later
Hello, Super Express Delivery here.
Oh, Kei-chan. You're back at work?
You should have taken it easy a while longer.
There's no point just staying at home.
Thanks for coming the other day.
You don't have to thank me.
Are you going to stay here, Kei-chan?
You're not going to be a boxer again?
Well... My eye is bad. I won't be able to box again.
Why'd you have to bring up boxing?
Well, I thought he was going to try again, considering what happened.
Onizuka Keiji-sama
I'm home.
And that is the outline of our plan.
Onizuka Keiji-san,
we need your help.
Mars, huh...
I can't even imagine it.
There are a lot of risks involved but,
if we succeed, we will be able to save many people.
And...
We'll be able to save you from your debt, as well.
It appears you've researched everything about me.
Yes.
The fact that I borrowed money to try every treatment possible?
And the fact that I was conned
by a person claiming he worked for some kind of association?
Did you check that, too?
Yes.
But you know... I can't.
It's rather surprising to me, but...
I don't have it anymore.
I don't have a reason to fight.
It's gone now.
Then at least have some dessert.
You truly are a boxer.
I see...
Keiji, take this opportunity to end to your mother complex and stop living like a monk.
Go find yourself a wife instead
and make some friends.
Onizuka Keiji-san,
we need your help.
I have something like a request... or a condition.
Can you choose the base organism
for this procedure?
There are compatibility issues involved.
If you are compatible with a few types...
It doesn't mean you'll get exactly what you might want,
but you can choose from there.
Well, if I can pick,
make it the one with the best...
Punch strength?
With the best eyesight.
He wants to see the island where his mother sleeps from the main island.
So plain... His driving force is so modest.
That is this man.
There are currently two reasons I'm facing you right now.
First, to protect the wonderful friends I only just gained.
And the second is just due
to the fact that I can't live any other way.
8th
Onizuka Keiji
Prepare yourself.
This insect does not camouflage itself.
However, it is too hard to become prey.
Its wings are so hard that they won't open.
This black orb that is under fifteen millimeters long
is known as one of the world's hardest insects.
Its name: pachyrhynchus infernalis.
This organism, on the other hand...
The strategy it uses to feed upon prey with hard shells is
to smash them, and break them open.
At fifteen centimeters, it has the same force as a .22 rifle.
Its name: the peacock mantis shrimp.
The mantis shrimp's eyesight is broader than a human's and insects.
It is said that it can see
ultraviolet and infrared rays, and even radio waves.
In other words, it has terrifyingly good eyesight.
Ma, you were always worried... because all I could do was box.
I'll do it, for sure.
When I go back to Earth and I can see your island,
I'll live a life that can put you at ease.
I came all this way without knowing what I should do...
But they all showed me.
To fight in order to protect someone... is such a magnificent thing.
So...
Ma.
Huh?
Wait...
That's too fast.
Ten seconds...
Crap. It got my right eye.
And now I can't hit with my left.
I think I've done enough.
Now I want to go home, take a bath, and sleep.
But...
Sanchez! Sanchez! Sanchez! Sanchez!
Just a little more...
Just one more round.
Keiji...
I always... I always heard her voice.
Sanchez! Sanchez!
All of the other voices go silent,
and I hear the voice I shouldn't be able to hear...
Right now... I should have lost everything...
Everyone should have disappeared...
Next up is Onizuka Keiji-san.
Onizuka Keiji?
Whoa, it's really him!
Um... Are you actually the Onizuka Keiji-san?
What? Onizuka Keiji?!
You know him?
Nah...
He's awesome!
I was happy.
They said my name.
Keiji.
Onizuka.
Keiji-san.
What? Onizuka?
Keiji.
Keiji-san.
Onizuka.
Keiji,
I'm counting on you.
Leave it to me.
I can see it.
You can't stand anymore.
Did you learn something, weevil-kun?
If fighting only involved hitting,
then hitting without letting them hit is a martial art,
and then
standing back up within ten seconds of being hit
is boxing.
Four rounds, 47 seconds.
Knock out.
You know, the feeling of landing a KO...
Isn't bad.
On Track and Reckless