Sakaki's fighting spirit verges on tragic.
As though dragged along by it, King loses his pace.
He thinks back on a conversation he had once with Haiji.
The words he can't say, the reality he can't escape.
Will Haiji's words free him from the doubts that cling to him?
King's thoughts eventually arrive at the day he arrived at the Chikusei-so.
It was the beginning of a lonely but also dream-like time.
That small disappointment, that small pride. Carry all of it with you as you run.
The men continue to fight to find themselves...!
I'm worried he'll throw off 
his own rhythm by running too fast.
أقلق من أن يخلّ بإيقاعه بالإفراط في السرعة
Umso schwieriger, einen Rhythmus
zu finden und es nicht zu übertreiben.
Me preocupa que ir tan rápido
arruine su ritmo.
Me preocupa que ir tan rápido
eche a perder su ritmo.
J’ai peur qu’il ne puisse pas
tenir ce rythme.
Speriamo che non esageri e perda il ritmo.
Estou preocupado que ele vá
muito rápido e perca o ritmo...
Боюсь, он выбьется из своего
ритма с такой скоростью.