We were up against Mikage Sennou Jr. High in a week or so. So, we had extra time to train for a new technique. Staying at the Inabikari Training center was hard. The machines and the methods of training of the previous Inazuma Eleven were either to advanced, hard, or just plain impossible. The training was way harder than when I was in Teikoku.
Anyway, because of what happened earlier at the riverbank, Natsumi had suggested this place. And I am still mad at Shimozuru. How dare he copy Shuuya's move?! Only I can copy that move! First Nina and her team, now that guy?! Oh, he will get creamed by me!
(Flashback: 3 days ago)
Everyone, including me, were training at the riverbank. Although I wasn't really focusing because of the people staring at the bridge. I kept sweat dropping every minute I turn and look at them, and thanks to them, Asuka kicked a ball in my face.
"OW! This is the second time!" I said in frustration. "Sorry, Sakuma." Asuka helped me up. "Say, how long are you going to keep the act?" He asked me. I raised an eyebrow. "Huh? What act?" I asked back. "You're just acting in order to get information." Asuka whispered. "Sorry, Asuka, but I've changed. If you want to go with Kidou's plots. fine by me." I gave a small glare at him.
"I feel like I'm going to puke...." Kuroi muttered. I looked at him. "Why? Did you eat something before practice?" I asked. "It's not that... the people staring at us is making me puke." Kuroi pointed at the people on the bridge.
They were... huh? Since when did they carry cameras, computers, and all other equipment that are used for spying?
"Uh, Rena, car!"
"Eh? HIYAH!!!"
I immediately ran out of the way, hyperventilating. Just what the heck was that thing doing?! Either some of the people on the bridge were trying to kill me, or someone just drank too much this morning?! It's freaking 10:00 am!!!!
Natsumi came out of the car. OK, if Natsumi is mad at me for something, then I----
"Sorry for running you over, Sakuma-san." She said. Oh. OK, she's forgiven. I shrugged at her and gave a nod. "Anyway, practicing hissatsu techniques are prohibited." Eh? How come?
"What are you saying all of a sudden?! Without our hissatsu techniques, how do you expect us to win the Football Frontier?!" Endou asked furiously. Yeah. I would've asked that if my dad suddenly decided, "No practicing for 3 days".
Natsumi pointed at the bridge of people. "Don't you see those people?"
Endou looked at the bridge. "Oh. Those are our fans right?" He asked, and I saw the sparkle in his eyes again. Me and Kuroi sweat dropped mentally. Shuuya walked up to the both of them. "They're not fans, they're spies from other junior high schools." He said. "Lemme guess, they're here to collect data on us?" Kuroi asked.
"Spies?!" Handa and the others shrieked. Oh shoot. Now realization hits me. They've been here all this time to spy on us?! "Well that's just great." I muttered, sarcastically.
"A previously unknown team won against Teikoku Academy and has been winning games consecutively since then." Natsumi explained. "Of course something like this would happen." "I get it! If they continue to spy, we would've ended showing our hissatsu techniques to them!" Otonashi exclaimed. And... cue Handa and others' shriek again. Natsumi crossed her arms. "It's exactly like she said. That's why I'm forbidding it."
Shuuya put his fingers on his chin. "It does put at a disadvantage if others know our hissatsu techniques." He said. "Yeah. It was." I crossed my arms. Kuroi looked at me and sweat dropped. "Ehehe... is that why you train in private?" He asked.
YOU ARE READING
The Copy Cat (old version)
Fanfiction"Soccer is played freely, no matter what gender or race you are." That was the motto Sakuma's twin sister had lived by, though, no one would ever understand, since people believed that, "What's for boys are boys and what's for girls are for girls on...
