My system allows me to copy talents

Chapter 600: Wishful Thinking



Pursing his lips, Ken was about to turn away. He couldn't bear himself to think about his miserable situation even further.

Just then the noise underneath increased.

This caught his attention and he couldn't bring himself to look away. The noise beneath intrigued him and distracted him.

Turning to look at the entrance, he found a rather charming young man. He was dressed in a finely tailored black suit and black pants.

With sharp sword-like brows and a charming youthful face, he looked like one of those handsome models straight out of a fashion magazine.

But there was something more to him than what eyes could meet.

Immediately, the moment he arrived he captured the attention of almost everybody present there.

"Hiro! Hiro!"

The moment Hiro arrived at the scene, the people at the scene began to chant his name.

Buttoning the suit he wore, he walked to the other end of the door of the car where he had arrived, avoiding all those people calling him.

He didn't seem to be bothered by them.

Ken stared at him fixedly, unable to take his eyes away from him. Until now, he had seen many famous personalities walk down the red carpet.

But even he could tell that there was something different about Hiro.

It might be because he had dolled up but he looked lethally attractive today.

The fans were equally loud, shouting his name, and asking him for his autograph. Truly, he had the charisma of a star.

"What's so special about that Kid?"

"Just because he plays a little well, look at those people fawning over him."

Although most of the people were appreciative of him, there were a few who disdained him. Among those few, some were right around Ken as well.

Truth be told, Ken right now could very well fall in that category of people. After all, he was envious of Hiro as well.

Well, how couldn't he be envious of him?

Compared to him, Hiro had all the things he desired. Be it fame, fortune, talent, or luck, he had every single one of those aspects which he lacked.

Ken's gaze was filled with a mix of admiration and envy.

'Why is God so unfair?' Ken couldn't help but think.

Truth be told, he loved baseball and he was good at it. But unlike Hiro who possessed ethereal talent, he was only lukewarm.

If only he could have such godly talents, his destiny might have been different.

Alas! It was nothing but a wishful dream.

Hidden behind the curtains of darkness, he could only watch Hiro and other young talent with eyes full of envy. Well, he wasn't the only one.

He was well aware that there were countless other talents buried under the cloak of darkness.

Hiro then graciously opened the door of the car. From inside the car, two people walked outside one a lady dressed elegantly in a maroon gown made up of silk. She had a rather stylish shawl wrapped around her neck and she was adorned with beautiful gold ornaments.

The other was a middle-aged man elegantly dressed in a tailored black suit adorned with what looked to be an expensive wristwatch.

They were Hiro's parents.

Looking at Hiro, the people couldn't help but compliment Hiro's gesture. Even though he was being pursued by others, he put his parents above all others.

While most kid his age would shy away from showing their parent, he looked proud.

Walking alongside his parents, Hiro walked down the red carpet. Even when he was being asked to take an individual picture, he didn't exclude his parent.

Rather he shot every single picture with them.

The people noticing those gestures couldn't help but commend him. Even those who previously doubted his filial couldn't help but appreciate him.

How could someone like him be an unfilial child?

It was clear to the people that Hiro put the utmost priority on his family.

While Hiro entered the hall exuding an aura of elegance and confidence, Ken could only follow him from the outside.

'His parents look so proud of him.' Ken thought.

There hadn't been a single instance in his life where he had made his parents proud.

'They looked so happy together.'

Until now, had he done anything for his parent? He hadn't.

But did he not want to make his parents proud? He did. Just like many other kids, he also wanted to make his parents proud of him.

Looking at Hiro with his parents, he couldn't help but think about his father. They lived in a rather remote location in Japan called Shiriyazaki. It is located at the northeastern tip of

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In an unfortunate event during a major earthquake, he lost his mother quite early in his life, and right now, his dad was the only relative he had.

His father was a fisherman who sold fish for a living.

Even now, he would be around the coast in his boat, surfing with the waves of the ocean in his old motorboat.

Thinking about his father's face at this time, Ken's eyes moistened. For some reason, he felt pitiful about him.

Even though he had left a letter saying that he'd earn and study in a city, he hadn't told his father about his departure himself. Basically, he had run away from home to escape life in the village in hopes of making a name for himself.

But here he was away from home, working as a laborer without any prospect for the future. The only future he could carve working here would be a life full of mediocrity.

[Do you wish to change your fate?]

Ken heard a faint voice echoing in his ear. The voice was barely audible. It almost felt as if it

came from a distant source.

Nonetheless, the fleeting voice startled him.

Ken looked around startlingly.

"Ken, let's go. We have to watch over the setup."

Ken's colleagues who were preparing to head inside told him.

Their voice distracted him. Well, he had a job to do and he couldn't slack. Although most of

the people in the company were kind, the supervisor wasn't like others- he was stingy and

haughty.

If he delayed any further he would probably fine him. So, Ken dismissed the thought of hearing something and proceeded inside.