Ryoma: Attacking a festival that the people had waited so long for...I cannot forgive this, bandits.

Shiro: That's right, dad! We'll take these guys down in no time! Oh, hey! While we're at it, how about we have a contest to see who can beat more?

Ryoma: I refuse. Keeping the public safe is no game.

Shiro: Ugh! E-even I know that, but...

Ryoma: No "but"s. Forget your own desires and do what must be done.

Shiro: Man...you're so strict.

Ryoma: ...

Shiro: ...Sorry. You're right. Come on, let's do this. I'll fight more seriously.

Ryoma: ...Shiro. Once we've wiped out these bandits, and the festival reopens...we can have whatever contests you want.

Shiro: R-really!?

Ryoma: This festival is all about you kids, after all. I want to do everything I can to grant your wishes. I haven't really...been paying as much attention to you as I should. In order to atone for that...no, actually, just because I want to spend time with you for once. While we celebrate how much of a fine man you've become.

Shiro: Dad...th-then we'd better deal with these bandits quickly so we can get back to the festival! Playing horseshoes, scooping up goldfish...we'll have a mountain of different contests!

Ryoma: Even at play, a contest is a contest. I won't be holding back, got it?

Shiro: Yeah! Bring it on!