𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐄||yan!blue lock

01

A few determined and worried faces could be seen on the player's faces.

"That is what we'll measure as you live here in this facility." Ego finished.

"Now, it is time to play 'tag'"

Suddenly, a ball dropped down from the ceiling as Ego started to explain.

"The time limit is 136 seconds...the player with possession is 'it'. Whoever is 'it' when the time runs out...can get the fuck outta here."

"Eh..?" Isagi thought, confused.

"Oh, and of course, no hands allowed." Ego added. "Those are the rules."

The screen clicked to an image of Igarashi, displaying his rank and the time limit.

"'Tag' is but one of the many exercises pro players warm up with." Said Ego.

"This 'Egotism test' I have devised will provide great insight into the selfishness behind these strikers...prepare and attack. This isn't your average game of tag." He finished.

The timer began with a 'BEEP!'

"The hell?! A test as soon as we move in? It's not even football..." Raichi cursed.

"Shit! The door isn't opening!"

"300th...so the worst player is chosen to be 'it' first..." Igarashi frowned. "I have to do this so..whoever gets expelled, don't hold it against me!" he confidently warned.

While another player tried to reason with him, Igarashi was determined not to get out, explaining his situation.

Isagi looked around at the other players but his attention was turned to Igarashi, who was charging towards the group of people he was with.

"Mr.299th! I'm coming for you, Isagi!" Igarashi yelled.

"What! He can't be serious!" Isagi flinched.

Igarashi made kick towards Isagi, but he jumped out of the way in time.

Igarashi frustratedly decided to go for anyone instead.

Kira and Isagi talked while running around, avoiding the ball.

It was then, when Igarashi spotted someone lying on the ground, asleep.

"Haah! That's the guy! Lucky he's still sleeping!" He smiled. As he went to kick the ball to the sleeping figure.

Just as he was about to, a foot collided against his face, causing him to groan in pain.

"R-Red card! That's a foul!" He yelled.

"Munya..." the stranger groggily rubbed his eye, "wasn't the only rule using hands? Mornin'" Bachira greeted.

"What's with this guy?" Isagi gulped.

"Hey," Kunigami placed a hand on Bachira's shoulder. "Hey, I hate that dirty shit. Play fair and square."

"Well aren't you serious.." Bachira side eyed him.

In the next moment, the ball made impact with Kunigami's face.