I worked as a school teacher and taught martial arts for many years. I didn’t chase stars, and I wasn’t complaining about life either—when I looked around, I had already hit fifty. On the way back home, at the cost of my life, I rushed to save a little child—but by the will of fate, I didn’t die. Instead I woke up in the distant year 1983.
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Outside, the Soviet Union—my body is young, and my whole life is ahead of me. Martial arts are still mine—so where’s the nearest sports section?