[Whether Fubuki was responding to Guts' quip about adults or needing five minutes, it was unclear. All that seemed to matter to the younger boy was checking his laces, squeezing in a few more stretches, and checking back every now and again on the other man to see if he was ready yet.
He remembered how fast Guts was. It was a strange thing to see, a man of his size as quick as he was. But facts were facts and Fubuki accepted them. He accepted them because they acted as a viable goal for himself. If he wished to be better than he was now, he needed to pit himself against those who could push him past his limits. Strength, speed, he needed more. Then he might truly find perfect.]
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[Whether Fubuki was responding to Guts' quip about adults or needing five minutes, it was unclear. All that seemed to matter to the younger boy was checking his laces, squeezing in a few more stretches, and checking back every now and again on the other man to see if he was ready yet.
He remembered how fast Guts was. It was a strange thing to see, a man of his size as quick as he was. But facts were facts and Fubuki accepted them. He accepted them because they acted as a viable goal for himself. If he wished to be better than he was now, he needed to pit himself against those who could push him past his limits. Strength, speed, he needed more. Then he might truly find perfect.]
How many laps?