With a splash, Shoto's body fell into the river, disappearing below the surface. The homeless man watched in disbelief, tears welling up in his eyes. How could their desperate mission end like this?
But then, something miraculous happened—a gasp, a struggle, and there, emerging from the water, was Shoto, weak but alive. The homeless man rushed to the bank of the river and helped pull him ashore.
As Shoto lay on the riverbank, struggling to catch his breath, the homeless man was overcome with relief. He couldn't understand how Shoto had survived, but there was no time to dwell on that now—they had a mission to complete.
Shoto slowly sat up, his eyes filled with determination. "We have to keep going," he said, his voice strained. "We can't give up now."
But I reply, don't worry, the world has already been saved.