"Three, two, one, go!"
At Tetsuhiro's command, the children happily plunged into the water. They were no longer afraid of diving at all.
All because they had seen so many Ultraman and monster figures, Sun Wukong and Astro Boy figures, dolls, and other toys-and all of them would belong to whoever came first.
Miss out if you were too slow? How could they not hurry and grab everything they could?
As the coaches scrambled to supervise them, they couldn't help admiring the big spender. Rich people really were different. All those genuine toys would cost at least a million.
In the shallow end, every child was excited... diving... grabbing frantically... swimming back... choking on water... refusing to give up... trying again...
At first, Ayako thought little of it. He had gotten them motivated, but it was only temporary. Once the excitement wore off, they would only feel more frightened when they thought back on it.
But things didn't unfold the way she had expected.
The results were indeed slow at first. Not every child joined the scramble.
But with Tetsuhiro's guidance, they found something that interested them, worked up their courage, and played with little boats along the edge.
When the thirty-minute warm-up ended, they still wanted more. Once everything had been counted, the little dark-skinned boy, who had the best stamina, won as expected.
Under the other children's envious gazes, the little dark-skinned boy proudly accepted his eighty prizes.
Ayako had to admit that this method of encouragement worked, but she would never do it herself. It was far too expensive.
After a twenty-minute rest, Ayako took her young team members away to continue training.
Tetsuhiro was in no hurry. After another ten minutes of rest, he struck while the iron was hot, using the same approach to keep