Rising Impact (ライジングインパクト)

The fact is, even the top-ranked golfers

in the Japanese school are no match for the American players, little dude.

There's really no reason for us to even play a match against you.

You don't have a chance.

- -

Then how else are we supposed to compete?

We could do closest to the pin or a putting challenge, I guess.

Pick any club you like.

Hmm.

Well, you're gonna be sorry you said that, because I pick the driver.

Hmm?

You picked a driver?

You kiddin'? You're a little shrimp. We're gonna mop the floor with you.

Well, you've got guts. I'll give you that, little man.

So, the four of us will each hit a ball as far as we can.

As long as you do better than fourth place, you win.

Fine.

RISING IMPACT

WORTHY NEW OPPONENTS

Hey! Little squirt?

Gawain?

Oh. Yumiko.

- Did you find Gawain? - No.

Ugh. I've looked everywhere, but it's like he vanished into thin air.

Ms. Aria said he was talking about

going to hang out with those American golfers.

I hope he's not getting himself into any trouble.

Yeah.

Especially considering we just got to the UK.

He wouldn't do that.

- - I bet he won't even hit it ten yards.

Ha. I bet he whiffs it and misses the whole ball.

I mean, what's a Japanese school squirt even doing in the Camelot Cup?

These guys are not very nice, but I'll show 'em!

Fairway's getting pretty narrow,

but I can hit for accuracy and still give it a ride.

- -

Huh?

Yes.

Did you see what I just saw? That shot was huge!

Yeah, you got that right.

The little shrimp airmailed that freaking ball 300 yards.

And his head speed was super-fast!

So now whatta we do?

We gotta find some way outta this contest.

Aw, man, we are stuck.

Who'd have thought the Japanese school had a little weirdo for a ringer?

- All right then, you're up. Huh? -

I'll go next.

Wait. What are you doing with that?

That's a 3-iron! Why... why aren't you using the driver?

Because, like I said,

I'm going to show you there's no reason to play against us.

Why are you so mean?

And if you're so much better, then why are you even challenging me?

To show you that I don't need a driver, not against someone like you.

That shot of yours was okay, but it wasn't all that great.

Does he really mean all this stuff he says?

Now a 3-iron?

Liebel and I can only hit it 250 yards max with that club.

- - Hmm...

Strange... how much he reminds me of that other guy.

That's impossible though.

- -

Whoo! That's an awesome shot, man!

That's the American team's number one hitter right there, bro!

Oh, that was some serious power.

I got goosebumps just watching.

But what... what was that flash of light when he hit the ball?

- It looked like lightning or something. - Hmm? Lightning?

Sounds like the shrimp's startin' to hallucinate.

It looked like the flash I see when I really connect,

when my club hits the ball.

Only his was way brighter than mine ever is.

- -

Oh, good. There's my ball. Huh?

Ha-ha! In your face! USA! USA!

Three hundred thirty yards, and with a 3-iron too!

Way to go, Quester!

He not only beat him, he beat him using a lighter club,

just to show how much better the American team is.

It's so freaking obvious.

The troll might as well just hang it up and head back to Japan.

- Do you really think so? - Huh?

He dropped his shot right in the middle of the fairway in a perfect spot,

while I landed mine here in the rough.

I struck with full force, mostly ignoring direction,

while he probably factored in the narrow fairway

and unconsciously backed off the power.

Wh... what are you saying?

I'm saying, he didn't hit the ball as far as he could have.

Hmm?

But... if I use a driver next time,

there's no way he could beat me on distance.

Hey, get ready.

- You've still got these two to take on. -

Are you giving up already?

Man, if he beats either one of us,

then he wins and all three of us are losers.

Yeah. You go first.

Don't worry about it, guys.

This is why I used the 3-iron.

- -

No. I lost. I don't deserve to continue.

I understand.

But I take back those things I said about you earlier.

I didn't expect a player from the Japanese school

to be half as good as you are.

So... I'm sorry for making fun of you.

I'm looking forward to the match.

- - Ha-ha! Loser!

- -

The power of his drive though.

What was that flash of light when he hit the ball?

It looked like lightning or something.

And what he said about the flash... can he see them?

Could it be that he too has... the gift?

Lancelot, come on. Can you please help us look for Gawain?

Do you have to polish your clubs now?

He'll show up eventually.

He wanders off. It's pretty typical of him, really.

You're acting pretty cold-hearted towards Gawain.

And you're not being very trusting of him, are you?

Clinging to someone is not the same as friendship.

I'm not clinging. I just--

- - Huh?

- Gawain, is that you? -

Gawain...

Then the little shrimp broke down on the fairway

and started crying.

We got nothing to worry about from those Japanese school losers.

We're gonna crush 'em!

Proof that an empty barrel makes the most noise.

Or maybe just what he wanted you to think.

- What's that supposed to mean? - Huh? Yo!

Quester!

How come you didn't bother taking your girlfriend

on this practice round?

It wasn't really much of a practice.

We were just out taking a few swings after lunch.

That's not what James and Charles are saying.

What are you trying to cover up?

We heard you just destroyed some kid from the Japanese school.

You make it sound like I beat him up or something.

He and I just hit a couple of drives for distance.

And? How was he? Could he play?

I don't really know about that. We'd have to play an actual game.

But Bilford... I did learn an interesting thing about him,

something I definitely didn't expect.

He may have a gift that's very special indeed.

Hmm?

- Huh? - What?

What? That's impossible!

How could the Japan school have someone like that?

- I wouldn't be so sure. - Hmm?

On the official tournament rosters, when you look at the Japanese team,

every single one, except for Todoin, was recently replaced with someone new.

But listen, it doesn't make any difference who's on the Japanese team.

Bridget.

- James. - Hmm.

- Charles. -

Kate.

And Raydil.

The only real enemy for all of us here is the Brits, and don't anyone forget it.

Little squirt, where are you?

Ah, here's where everybody is. But what are you guys... Huh?

What's he crying about?

Aw. Dry those tears, little squirt. What's this all about, huh? Come on.

He's still too upset to tell us what happened.

Maybe he's nervous about the competition.

How can I admit that I lost?

That he beat my drive with only an iron.

It's... it's just too humiliating.

Just leave him alone for a while.

If he doesn't want to talk, he doesn't want to talk.

Are you serious? How can you be so insensitive?

Exactly! Just look at the poor kid!

Ugh!

That's no way to treat your teammate, Lancelot!

Have a heart!

- So harsh. -

Hey. Listen here.

It's okay to show your feelings.

Yeah?

- - Yeah. Think about it.

The other day, you listened to me whine. This is just like that.

Are you sure?

- - Mm-hmm.

The thing is, I was so sure that no one could ever beat me at driving.