Please have whatever you want.
I can vouch for the flavor.
I won't be skipping the meal this time.
It's like I'm getting healthier just by looking.
It's my treat, so choose whatever you like.
I'll have the yellowtail daikon, water green dressed with dried baby sardine, and a brown rice.
I'll have the grilled fish and steamed vegetables.
Of course.
Eating that will probably thin the blood.
So, what's the story today?
It seems like you've escaped the slump you've been in.
Thanks to you.
First of all, thank you very much.
Don't worry about it. Even without me,
I think you would have eventually done the same thing. Besides...
Besides?
You may not have realized it,
but wasn't the reason you turned down your spot something so unexpectedly simple?
What's that supposed to mean?
What, indeed.
The truth is, I have a favor to ask.
What could it be?
Please teach me 5255B.
The reverse two-and-a-half summersault with two-and-a-half twist pike?
You say pretty funny things.
I'm being serious.
No matter what, I want to take back
my spot as a representative at next month's Olympic trials.
I will perfect the 5255B,
otherwise known as the Super Shrimp Special 2-0-2-0,
and go to the Tokyo Olympics!
Is it really necessary
to come up with a brand new name for a technique that already had one?
"SS Special 2-0-2-0" for short.
The new name is so that I can make the move my own.
"SS Special 2-0-2-0"...
Sounds good. I'll help you out.
I really appreciate it.
Thanks for waiting.
Let's eat.
Oh, I see. This is really good.
Right?
Someday I want to treat you to some spareribs dripping with grease
and beef stew with lots of demi-glace sauce.
I'd certainly like to try that.
But I guess that day isn't coming soon.
Probably not.
Have you regretted?
Regret what?
Driving yourself
to the very edge of your limits
in this already extreme world.
It's something I've decided for myself.
Just like a flying bird spreading its wings Over the blue ocean
Searching for a dream I've yet to have Fly about through trial and error
The sun rises and falls again
I want to change that mundane reality
The smell of boundless summer Even in my hands
I'm sad without you here
And the sun is lonely too Being in the middle of you
Having learned the sad lie
A map of the future appearing in the sky A future that changes without you
I tried to forget you by hiding behind my laughter
A view that cannot be seen from here A view that can only be seen from here
Open up the canvas of my heart
And paint with the true colors only you can see
Tighten up the pike more!
Got it!
She's putting in all that effort teaching,
even though she's just going to leave.
-Do you know about Coach Asaki? -Know what?
She's going back to America after the competition.
What?!
I accidentally overheard.
So you didn't know, huh?
It doesn't matter.
Right now, I just want to think about the competition.
Ryo?
Tomo...
Hey.
It's been a while.
-That's hilarious. -Huh?
-I'd been avoiding that street for a while. -Oh.
It's just, running into you would've been awkward.
But I was thinking it might be all right by now.
To think we'd meet as soon as I went that way.
Like we're bound by the red thread of fate, or something?
Quit it!
-You're playing basketball now? -Yep.
At the gym right by the MDC.
-Is it fun? -I'd say so.
It doesn't look like you're having much fun though.
-I guess not. -I heard from Reiji.
About that lady coach.
He says she's going to America.
Yeah, that's how it looks.
And that's got you discouraged like that, huh?
I wouldn't say discouraged...
Just think it's selfish of her.
You're right. She suddenly showed up,
pushes us around like all hell,
and then disappears.
You know, it might be a little late,
but I think I'm glad to have met Coach Asaki.
If I had kept diving at the MDC like that,
I'm sure nothing would've changed, and I never would've started playing basketball.
It's the same for you too, right?
If the coach wasn't there, there's no way you would have been able to aim for the Olympics.
I met with Yoichi a little while ago.
I asked him about this then,
but I wonder if you remember, Tomo.
The Junior Olympics that we all entered.
I was really hyped,
ready to appear in my new red swimsuit.
But right before the meet, I lost the swimsuit.
So Yoichi lent you his spare, right?
-Yep, the really plain, gray ones. -That's right.
The one who hid my swimsuit then
was Yoichi.
What?!
It's because they stood out more than his yellow ones.
Even after all this time, hearing that
makes me think, "Damn it, that Yoichi!"
So go beat him for me.
You're the only one
who can beat Yoichi, right?
I always thought
that I'd never be able to compete with Yoichi.
But at some point
I started wanting to beat him.
Tomo.
You're the one doing the diving and winning, right?
Not Coach Asaki.
You're right.
Get him back for my swimsuit. I'm counting on you.
Later.
A view that no one else has seen...
That's what I'll see!
So good!
-But I guess you're not eating any, huh? -That's right.
They're so good you will regret it later.
I mean, how can you guys be stuffing yourselves before the meet like that?
You really are a pain.
It would be a waste not to!
After Coach Asaki went through the trouble of gifting us
with a free half-day in Kobe.
Yet the one who suggested it isn't here.
Has she already lost interest in us?
There's no way that's true, right?
-It's almost time. -Coach Oshima!
If it's the MDC you're worried about, it'll be fine.
One of us will definitely win tomorrow's trial.
We'll win by getting over 430 points,
and protect the MDC ourselves!
Well, that's reassuring.
What's wrong? Your protege is getting this fired up...
Could it be that you're worried about your resig--?
Well, the winner is going to be me anyway.
-Big talk from a guy who can't eat a meat bun. -It's not that I can't, it's that I won't.
Oh, really?
Think about the calories.
You guys get along, huh?
-Don't they? -Be quiet!
Where were you guys?
Just when I thought I'd finally reached Osaka with Reiji,
everyone is off touring Kobe.
We were just complaining how unfair that was.
But Coach Fujitani took pity on us
and treated us to an expensive dinner at a nice restaurant.
Wouldn't you prefer that over a meat bun with an old guy?
Well, sorry!
All right, everyone, let's prepare for tomorrow and get rested up.
Yes, sir!
Oh, yeah, Yoichi.
Coach Fujitani said to come to his room when you got back.
Even when I got hurt!
Even when I was chosen! You care more about
the MDC than you do me!
Sure.
-Alright, you're dismissed! -Wait a second!
Ta-da!
Burn it up! MDC
I'll be cheering hard for everyone tomorrow.
No matter who wins or who loses,
I'll be cheering you on till the end!
Wait, what'll we do if we burn out?
Do you know why I chose this place?
Why did you?
The reason I chose this beach in Chiba as a training spot
is because I wanted you to go back and stand
where diving all started for you.
Those are some pretty words.
In the end, you're just going to return to America, right?
I'll make you regret
making me care.
There is a view there
that no one but you can see.
In order to see that...
Use your eyes.
Your diamond eyes.
If I win, I'm sure Coach Asaki
will want to stay at MDC.
I'll win. I'm going to beat Yoichi and Okitsu!
It was a sunny day, perfect weather for an outing.
-What? -How was Kobe?
-Oh. -Were you able to relax?
I guess.
Um...
-What did you want to talk about? -Ah, sorry.
Could you teach me how to use this?
You can take a picture by just pressing the button.
If you do this, you can check the pictures you took.
This is to save it,
and this is to delete it.
I see. Thank you.
-Um... -Hm? What is it?
If the MDC gets shut down
after tomorrow's qualifiers,
what will you do?
Actually, I've received an invitation from a university in Otaru.
Otaru? Will you be a diving instructor?
No, I'll be lecturing on international sports.
If the MDC is shut down due to my lack of ability, there are ways that I'll have to take responsibility for it.
What is that supposed to mean?
An old soldier will only fade away.
That's all it is.
You can't mean you're going to stop being a diving coach?
There's no way, you can't quit diving. There's just no--
Either way, my method of instruction is outdated.
You must have noticed too.
Is that all you wanted to say to me?
Oh, yes.
-Sorry, I know it's the night before the meet. -It's fine.
Ryo?
Yoichi, are you going somewhere?
Just to Tsutenkaku.
I thought I'd go get a commemorative stamp.
That's not true. It's definitely training.
Will he be all right?
Wait, what am I doing worrying about others?
If come tomorrow
there isn't anyone
from MDC who can win with over 430 points,
then the club will be shut down.
The Mizuki Chairman's dying wish will go unfulfilled.
Also, it would be like stealing everything away
from the person who poured his whole life into diving
from morning to night without a day's rest.
How could I have done this?
Damn it!
Yoichi Fujitani.
Yo.
Hold up, Yoichi Fujitani.
You actually gave up your Olympic--
Don't say it.
I've always thought you were a huge idiot, but to think it was this bad...
Yeah, I'm a huge idiot. That's what everyone
from the MDC just told me, too.
You actually responded honestly.
Anyway, I'm going to win tomorrow.
You're like a broken record. I swear I'll start hearing those words in my sleep.
-Now it's different. -Huh?
I want to win against you, even if it's just once.
I've dived with that in mind up until now.
But tomorrow will be different.
My battle with you is important too, of course,
but I'm diving to get to the Olympics!
Fat chance! I'll be the one going!
That was so stupid of me.
That wasn't the time for practice.
I should have been preserving my stamina for tomorrow.
What am I doing?
It's finally time.
-This is where we'll jump from? -Yeah.
Beyond there is the path to the Olympics.
That's right.
-Hey, Okitsu. -Huh?
Look. They're plain.
Did he realize that the battle isn't decided by the color of your swimsuit?
I guess we can't call him "Pinky" anymore, huh?
Starting today, he's "Camel Yamada."
He sure is.
Yo. The one going to the Olympics will be me.
No, it'll be me!
Very well, then.
Yoichi! Yamada's swimsuit--
Hey.
I'll be competing with big moves today too.
I'm going all out with my style of diving.
What about you? What are you fighting?
Me? Well I guess I'd say...
I'm fighting myself.
Hey, you're pretty intense!
-Are you sure you don't mean insane? -Huh?
It's fine to compete against yourself.
But in a meet, there's no point if you don't win.
Sorry, but I'm going to win.
With my thoroughly polished standard dive.
That's freaking underhanded!
I'll take that as a compliment.
Are you dumb? That wasn't a compliment!
All right, this should do.
Right... Coach Fujitani.
-Hm? -Do you remember what you told me before?
-Did I say something to you? -Yes.
Diving is a competition that requires many long years of practice.
Their future is a long one.
Our duty isn't to show them the shortcuts,
but rather to teach them about that length.
I said something like that?
Yes, you did indeed.
I see.
Sorry if it had you concerned.
That's all right. Only recently did I understand it.
The impression those words left
in my heart certainly wasn't
that you blindly loved the MDC.
I was able to meet so many superb athletes here.
Those kids endured training that most adults would run from.
They persevered and finally arrived here.
All I can do now
is confirm that with my own two eyes.
Yet, embarrassingly, my fingers are trembling.
But I'm happy
that my fingertips could tremble like this.
As a coach, it's enough
just to meet athletes that make you
lose your judgment.
Those kids have truly done well.
Even if the MDC happens to be shut down...
-The preliminaries have started! -Yeah.
What are you getting nervous for, Coach Oshima?
Wait, you aren't, Sachiya?
This isn't the time to be worrying. Didn't I tell you?
Today I'm going all out cheering for them.
Here, hold this.
Reiji's up next.
Entry Chart Reiji's Entrance
He's dealing with the pressure and diving well.
Not bad.
The culmination of strength and beauty.
Truly the fruits of his labor.
This is the kind of diving you should be doing.
Your small body and your diamond eyes.
You've made those weapons utterly yours.
You've really become strong.
His axis of rotation was out of line.
He somehow salvaged that miss-dive with a high level saving technique.
That's not like you.
That wasn't like Yoichi, was it?
-You're right. -He was normal up until last night.
He didn't say a word at breakfast this morning, though.
Pinky is... I mean Camel is looking good.
Yeah, it looks like something's changed.
Jiro is quite the challenger, as always,
but now he's seeing results.
You did it, Tomo!
He's in top form!
Let's give it our all.
-Hey, Tomo. -What is it?
Just now, Yoichi's hand was
burning hot!
Searching for a small light
Wanting to touch tomorrow's warmth
Because I chose not to shed any tears
Because that is what I vowed
Even if I hit an invisible wall
Or get lost in days without answers
Let's walk forward with confidence
Because we're still unfinished
Inside the hands reaching up to the sky
There is a faint sign of hope
The tomorrow that was fading away
We will change into certainty
So run, cut through the wind
Shout out, as long as your voice rings true
One day I'm sure we'll be able
to reach a new world