as a child, benji spent hours in the arcade of the city where he was born and grew up, and he liked to brag about being one of the best players in the neighborhood. few people could imagine that he was fond of this kind of thing, much less that adventure arcade was by far his favorite place of pride. the place was nostalgic, and when he allowed himself to spend a few hours there, he let the old benji ( who was undoubtedly less moody than the current one ) come back to life and even allowed himself to give less restrained smiles to strangers and be a little more sociable . his brain never seemed to have forgotten the commands to get as many points as possible and benji's hands moved with skill and speed, his brown eyes focused on the small arcade screen, his expression of concentration being broken only by the small smile of satisfaction when finally the screen flashed with the number of his new record. “ told ya, seems like i'm still the donkey kong king. ”