It's just me. Maybe I don't know about you.

Since I was 4 years oldish. I've been told that I will be #1 .
Do what I want to do. Be what I want to be.

Beautiful. Rich. Popular. Strong. Happy. Visit Mars.

Now that I am way older, that means,
I could meet Haruka Ayase.
Drink beer with Tsuchiya Anna.
Marry Udo Yumiko.
Time slip and meet Sakamoto Ryoma.   

Imagine a society where everyone is taught that.
3 groups of people emerge.
1. Those who try to be #1 .
2. Those who dream of being #1 .
3. Those who believe they are and are entitled to be #1 .

I'm group 1 awake. 2 asleep. I fight!
Struggle, confront, and push against an opposing force is better than comfort and rest.
For me, stress is the best. I eat it for breakfast with black coffee. 3 sugars and 2 creams makes it taste sweeter.

The battle is in the mental and sprit.
Physical for sport and health.
Fist for honor.
Heart for one woman.
Life for family.   

I can't help myself. I want to march forward. I need to find a place of resistance so I can have a reason.
Why?
Because I have to!
To combat for it's reward. It's not easy.
If it was, then anyone could go on a date with Yanaka Marie.

In another culture however, the team concept is followed.
The team wins. You win.

-Thinking-

In this case, 1 selfish desire to be #1 pushes the team to win.
I realized that my culture is no different than your culture.
I put emphasis on I, and you put emphasis on we.
In the end, I and we are fighting for the same thing.

To ride double on a bicycle with Kodaira Nao.