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sorry everyone for no update I'm currently planning on the next chapter would be and my assistant said "Why not a festival arc" and i said "Ok then..", we are currently busy for planning for the chapters and sequel of the story if you want to help us just comment below I just released 2 chapters as a sorry and 3 more chapters later, after the festival arc we will lock chapter in the next arc the leak of the next arc titled as "Modernization" its a very short arc only has 13 chapters but also has fighting scenes and yeah Kenta went as a stranger again in the Modernization arc and join the academy as a Child yeah forgot to tell you guys Kenta will receive another blessing of the god of life that's a short leak that's all.
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The festival in New Haven was in full swing, with streets brimming with life, colors, and excitement. Kenta, the ruler of New Haven, had spent months planning and organizing the grand celebration. Now that it was finally here, he wanted to experience it not as a ruler, but as an ordinary citizen. He had an idea that thrilled him—going undercover to participate in the tournaments.
Dressed in simple clothes and wearing a cap pulled low over his eyes, Kenta blended into the crowd. He had adopted the persona of a traveler named Ken, a man with a love for sports and competition. He made his way to the basketball courts, where teams were gathering and warming up for the games.
Kenta observed the players, feeling a surge of excitement. He hadn't played basketball in years, but he was confident in his abilities. He approached a group of young men who looked like they were short one player.
"Hey, are you guys looking for an extra player?" Kenta asked, his voice casual.
The leader of the group, a tall and lean young man with a friendly smile, nodded. "Yeah, we could use one more. I'm Hiroshi, by the way. What's your name?"
"Ken," Kenta replied, shaking Hiroshi's hand. "I'd love to join you guys."
Hiroshi introduced Kenta to the rest of the team—Satoshi, a quick and agile guard; Taro, a strong and reliable forward; and Daichi, a sharpshooter with a keen eye for the basket. They welcomed Kenta into their fold, and after a brief warm-up, they were ready to play.
Their first game was against a team called the Titans. The Titans were known for their aggressive play and high-scoring offense. As the game began, it was clear that the Titans had the upper hand. They quickly built a lead, their star player, Jiro, scoring basket after basket.
Kenta's team struggled to keep up. By halftime, the score was 73 to 62 in favor of the Titans. Kenta could see the frustration on his teammates' faces.
"Don't worry, guys," Kenta said during the break. "We can turn this around. We just need to play smart and work together."
Hiroshi nodded. "Ken's right. We've got to tighten our defense and make our shots count. Let's give it our all in the last quarter."
The team regrouped and returned to the court with renewed determination. Kenta took charge, using his keen sense of strategy and experience to guide his teammates. He played with a combination of finesse and power, making precise passes and setting up plays that caught the Titans off guard.
With five minutes left in the game, Kenta's team started to close the gap. Satoshi used his speed to drive past defenders, scoring crucial points. Taro dominated the rebounds, preventing the Titans from getting second chances. Daichi found his rhythm, sinking three-pointers with deadly accuracy.
Kenta, too, showcased his skills. He executed flawless dribbles, made sharp cuts, and delivered pinpoint assists. He even scored several key baskets himself, including a powerful dunk that electrified the crowd.
With one minute left, the score was tied at 85-85. The tension was palpable as both teams fought for control. The Titans had possession, and Jiro attempted a three-pointer, but Taro blocked the shot, and Kenta grabbed the rebound.
Kenta quickly passed the ball to Hiroshi, who sprinted down the court. The Titans' defense scrambled to get back, but Hiroshi faked a shot and passed to Satoshi, who was wide open at the three-point line. Satoshi took the shot, and the ball sailed through the air.
Swish. The ball went through the net, giving Kenta's team a three-point lead with just seconds remaining.
The Titans made a desperate attempt to tie the game, but Kenta's team held firm, preventing them from scoring. The final buzzer sounded, and the crowd erupted in cheers. Kenta's team had won the game, 88 to 85.
Breathing heavily, Kenta and his teammates celebrated their hard-fought victory. The tournament organizers approached with the cash prize, but Kenta insisted on declining it.
"I had a great time playing with you guys," Kenta said, smiling. "But I don't need the prize money. You guys should keep it."
Hiroshi and the others looked at Kenta in surprise and gratitude. "Thanks, Ken. We couldn't have done it without you," Hiroshi said, shaking Kenta's hand again.
Kenta felt a deep sense of satisfaction as he walked away from the basketball courts. The experience had been exhilarating, and it reminded him of the joy of competition and teamwork. He looked forward to exploring more of the festival, perhaps even participating in other tournaments undercover.
As Kenta made his way through the bustling streets, he felt a renewed connection to his people. The festival was a celebration of their shared achievements and dreams, and he was proud to be a part of it, both as their ruler and as one of them.