Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

“What are you thinking… Nobody in the underground boxing ring knows Qin Che, and there’s only primitive fighting in the ring. Besides…” He tightened the cap on his water bottle, looked up at you, and said, “I was the one who lost our previous fight.”

"Ah!!!" You couldn't help but widen your eyes, and your hands stopped moving.

Qin Che raised a hand and placed it below your cheek: "Be careful, your eyeballs are going to pop out..."

You slapped his hand away and gave him a playful glare.

Qin Che casually pinched your cheek and said, "Surprised? Can't I lose?"

"I didn't say you couldn't lose, it's just... it's just... I was simply too surprised."

After all, you're a god in my heart, you muttered to yourself.

Seeing your expression, Qin Che pulled out a remote control from somewhere and pointed it at the upper diagonal position.

The next second, the television hanging in front of you lights up.

On that enormous LCD screen, the image kept shaking, and your emotions were also affected by it, causing you to tremble along with it.

On the boxing ring, a fierce duel is unfolding. The disadvantaged side has been completely restrained by its opponent and is unable to move at all.

Immediately afterwards, the referee decisively began to tap the ground and count down. Each tap on the ground struck your heartstrings like a heavy hammer.

"As long as there are winners, there will be losers." Qin Che's words echoed in your ears, mingling with the noisy background noise from the television.

At this moment, Qin Che in the picture is facing away from the camera, leaving only his broad shoulders and back and bulging muscle lines visible to the lens.

But what his expression was like on the side that the camera couldn't capture, no one knows...

"Competition is inherently a game where the winner takes all," Qin Che said calmly, as if he were stating something perfectly ordinary. "That's what makes it interesting."

The quiet scene suddenly erupted into whistles and shouts, both for the opponent's victory and for Qin Che's defeat.

A strange feeling welled up in my chest. As the countdown ended, the referee announced the winner.

You inexplicably took the remote control from Qin Che and pressed pause.

The camera lingered on the fireworks display that filled the venue.

"What's wrong?" Qin Che asked, looking at you with a somewhat lost expression.

"Hearing them cheer and celebrate your loss made me a little unhappy." You sat in your chair, your expression clearly showing your displeasure.

Qin Che curled one corner of his lips and took your hand again: "What, I can accept losing, but you can't?"

"It's not that I can't accept your loss, it's just, it's normal to be sad." You lowered your head, and the hand you were holding was gently kneading Qin Che's knuckles.

"Normal sadness?" Qin Che tilted his head to look at you.

"Well, it's like losing a game, failing an exam, or failing a mission. I know these are all normal things, but as someone with a competitive spirit, I can't help but feel a little sad."

Seeing your unconsciously furrowed brows, Qin Che swallowed the words he was about to say.

He paused for a moment, then his lips curled up into a wide smile, and he raised his hand to rub your brow.

"Now that we know it's perfectly normal, then... once the sadness is over, it's time to put it aside."