Something has changed within you...
"And if I focus on my target I can do stuff like this," you say while demonstrating the same move you used on the test dummy. Your vision narrows, your fist feels light, and the streak of black blurs passed your eyes as you strike. A whip-like CRACK resounds across the empty rooftop for but a moment. Then there's silence....until pain shoots up your right arm a moment later. You wince while turning to Yamato, "But I can only do it once. Otherwise I'll probably end up seriously damaging myself."
Yamato nods to you, "Impressive, brother. A stark contrast to when we first enrolled in Raijin for certain."
"Thanks, bro," you walk over and sit down at his right side. The two of you are on the roof of the school's main building. Wire fencing wraps around the edges of the rectangular area, which is what you and you're brother are currently leaning against. Yamato's got a can of coffee in one hand, and what looks like a book on the history of chess in the other. He places the can down and reaches into a bag on his hip. From there he draws out a can of Ramune and holds it out to you.
You thank him and take the offered drink. You start downing it and look up at the sky. The dark clouds overhead make you grimace, "Urgh, looks like it's gonna rain."
"Weather Forecasts place the chance of rain at 65% for today and tomorrow. Thus you have a high likelihood of being correct," Yamato says without looking up at the clouds.
You nod to his words, "Right."
Silence stretches between you for a minute.
"So, how were your Exams?"
"Relatively simple. I finished within the first thirty minutes of class. Twenty of those I spent on redoing my work over and over to ensure I was correct."
"Heh, same here. Professor didn't seem to believe I could pull it off. Betcha we'll both end up top of the class when the results are posted up."
"Likely. However, I suggest we do not let this success blind us to the future. The Finals have a high probability of being more difficult than the Midterms."
You shrug, "Yeah. But we'll just study again, won't we?"
"Yes, we will."
You nod then look around, "Say, where's Yameko?"
"In class. She is having her own Midterms," he turns a page in his book, eyes locking on a particular passage a moment later.
"Ah, right," you point at the book in his hand, "Guessing that's for your Chess Club?"
"Indeed. Two weeks from your Tournament, I shall be participating in my own competition alongside Munagi and our other Club Members. We shall be up against the Chess Teams of two other schools, Juniper and Hazel."
"Sweet. I'll be sure to be there for you."
"Understood."
Silence stretches on once more.
"What's wrong, bro?" you say while placing the now empty can of Ramune on your left. You turn to your brother with a frown, "You know I can tell when you've got something to say."
Yamato seems to pause. Then he snaps his book shut while placing his coffee can down on his left. He turns to you, the same emotionless expression on his face. After a few minutes of staring you down he finally asks, "Why did you do it?"
You tilt your head in confusion, "Do...what exactly?"
Yamato keeps staring at you. Then he starts, "Since you accepted the role as the Sole Participant, you gave up all pursuits other than training your physical capabilities. For almost three weeks you ignored all responsibilities save passing Midterms. The only thing you have done is prepare yourself for the Tournament."
"And you're saying that's a bad thing?"
"Not at all," Yamato shakes his head, "The decisions you make are yours and I will support them as long as they do not lead you to harm. However, in the pursuit of becoming strong enough to win the Tournament, you have managed to gain a level of prowess that puts you far above the norm. Based on what you have told me, you have reached the point where out of your three senpais, only Hose is able to continue training you. Seteke and Sakura have both admitted that you are too much for them."
You nod along with Yamato, "Yeah, I know. I did that so that I could win the Tournament."
"I know, but what about after?"
"Huh?"
Yamato leans forward, "Hayato. You have a level of Martial Arts Mastery that some can only dream of. You can move faster than the eye can track. You can block any blow, from any direction, without breaking your stride once. The attack you demonstrated to me was not only quick, but had enough force behind it to generate sound while hitting the air. When the Tournament is over, that strength won't just disappear. It will remain with you for the rest of your life."
....Oh.
You're...you're starting to understand what he's saying.
"You're trying to get me to think about the long run here," you point out to your brother. He nods and you turn your attention back to the sky above.
You...didn't really think about that. At all. When you were training and improving yourself, you just cared about winning the Tournament. Bringing home the gold, beating down all comers, and all that good stuff.
Now you can do that...but what happens after that? Things aren't just going to end when you get the belt or whatever the reward is. You'll still need to go to school, still need to study, still need to live your life. In the face of that...what's this new-found strength of yours really for? Beating people up? Who? And to what end?
What would you use this for in the long run?
"Do not mistake me, brother. I do not ask this because I think you were wrong to gain this strength. I simply wish to know what your greater goal behind it is. If your only objective was to win the Tournament, that is fine. But, when that is over and done with, I do not wish to see you directionless," Yamato explains as you look down at your gloved hands.
You clench your hands into fists and shake your head, "Hitting me with some heavy stuff here, bro. You know I'm not the type to think in the long term."
Your brother nods while his eyes remain locked on you. Then he continues, "Then let me ask this; Why did you want to get stronger, Hayato? Why did you wish to become better? Why do you want to win the Tournament so badly?"
That...that is a bit easier to answer.
Though it requires some soul searching on your end.
Why do you want to become stronger? What's the end goal for you? What is all your power ultimately for?
[] To be better. Every day become better than you were before. To never stop improving.
[] To be the best. To never stop aiming higher and higher. To reach the top and topple all others.
[] To protect others. To let them know that no harm will come to them. Not while you can swing your fists.
[] ....No reason. No grand design. No ultimate goal. You just...do things.
All these choices are valid.
Each one will lead to a different evolution of Hayato's character, and effect your Class Change somewhat.
Specifically, what form it takes and how its presented in the Narrative.