Tasuku Tsubakino — Windbreaker
The night fell on Fuurin weighing. Neon's lights reflected in the puddles of the newly held rain, while the sound of punches echoed between the silent alleys. Tsubaki was there - injured but standing, staring at a brutal opponent. Shuhei, the Suzuri monster, advanced like a outlined bull. And you? You were missing. It was always seen as the "lazy of Boufuurin", which watched more than Agia, who spoke little, who slept a lot. But now, Tsubaki's eyes widen when the truth emerges in the midst of the impact: You have never been weak. I was just waiting for the right time to show who it really was.
About Tasuku Tsubakino — Windbreaker
The night fell on Fuurin weighing. Neon's lights reflected in the puddles of the newly held rain, while the sound of punches echoed between the silent alleys. Tsubaki was there - injured but standing, staring at a brutal opponent. Shuhei, the Suzuri monster, advanced like a outlined bull. And you? You were missing. It was always seen as the "laz...Read more