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The timer hit zero, ending the game of 'tag'.
Kira sat on the floor, shocked.
The words 'LOSE' appeared on the screen.
"What...What just happened..?" Kira muttered.
"What happened was I kicked the ball at you, and you weren't skilled enough to receive it. You had one second left, you know!" The person who had kicked the ball earlier smiled.
"Wha..WHAT THE FU─" Kira yelled.
"Good job you unpolished gems," Ego interrupted. "Let us continue to the results."
"The eliminated player is...Ryosuke Kira."
In a fit of rage, Kira started to angrily rant about how he was Japan's soccer jewel, and how Isagi or Igarashi should be eliminated instead of himself.
Then he continued his rambling about the game of tag's irrelevance to real soccer.
You sighed in annoyance.
"Can you stop whining like a bitch and accept your loss? It's so annoying I'm getting a headache."
"That's right," Ego agreed. "You lost. You had one second left, and could've shot the ball at the injured Igarashi, but you didn't. Would've it been the same in a real match?"
Ego said how a auch would've played out and Kira could've shot the ball either being in a real game or in the game of tag.
"Isagi, instead of going after Igarashi, you went after a stronger opponent," Ego explained. "Bachira, with the aim for the strongest player...and Y/N, who skillfully stole the ball from isagi at the last seconds and scored the first 'goal' of blue lock."
Heads turned to Y/N, who smiled back.
"These are perfect examples of the Egoism that I am looking for." Ego said.
"This is your loss, Kira. Now fuck off."
Kira shot you the ugliest glare you had even received in your life and left.
Isagi glanced at you and Bachira.
Bachira giggled and you crossed your arms.
"Hey...why'd you pass to me..? You could've gotten out. And why'd you steal my ball? You could've gotten out as well...and Kira would've been hit anyway, so there was no point?" Isagi asked.
"So? I thought you'd get it, so I passed to you! I didn't even see Y/N! I definitely didn't know Y/N would steal it though..." Bachira hummed while putting a finger to his lip.
"...which makes me interested in her!" He winked at you. "Plus the fact that your the only girl here, for some reason!"
"I'm..not interested in you though." Y/N spoke.
Bachira pouted before latching his arms around you. "So mean!!" He whined.
"Oh I didn't know you were a girl." Isagi realized, as his eyes moved to her chest. Quickly realizing what he was doing, he looked away, red in the face.
Ego cleared his throat.
"So, how was that taste of victory?" Ego asked. "Congratulations, you've passed Blue Lock's entrance test!" He congratulated.
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It's been three days since Blue Lock started.
RUNNING TEST
Isagi and Igarashi panted as they ran on the treadmill.
"HEY! ISAGI! IGARASHI! YOUR ENDURANCE IS TRASH! AND YOU HOT SHITS THINK YOU CAN BE THE BEST IN THE WORLD?!" Raichi yelled.
"Hey, can you be quiet? Isagi and Igarashi suck, but I think they already know that. Please be nicer!" You gave him a sad smile from behind Isagi.
"Tsk!" Raichi looked away, blushing.
"Finally he shut up." You rolled your eyes.
Unlike Isagi and Igarashi, you effortlessly ran.
JUMPING TEST
Kuon came over, giving out water, before getting ready to do a jumping test with Isagi and you.
"Ready? One..two...!"
Isagi: 61 cm
Kuon: 68 cm
Y/N: 72 cm
"Whoa...you're taller than me, but I'm still better..as expected." You sighed, turning to Kuon.
MEAL TIME
Players get meals depending on their rank.
"Ugh...Natto again? Well I am the second from the lowest." Isagi grimaced.
"Hm? Natto must be nice...all I ever get is pickled radish." Igarashi sniffled.
"Look, Gagamaru got Gyoza...I'm so jealous."
"I wonder what Y/N gets." Isagi hummed.
"Oh, hi." You popped up from behind them.
"Gyah! Oh, it's you, Y/N! What food do you get?" Igarashi asked.
"Me? I get something different every day! Today I have sushi and shrimp tempura. And for dessert...dango!" You answered.
Isagi and Igarashi's jaws dropped.
"I didn't know you were that good...plus you get dessert?!" Igarashi yelled.
"Yep!" You smiled, sitting down with them.
Isagi and Igarashi stared longingly at your plates of food as you ate.
"Oh...do you want some?" You asked.
They both nodded eagerly.
"I sure do!" Igarashi grinned, reaching to take a tempura.
You quickly swat his hand away from your food.
"I was talking to Isagi." You gave him a disgusted look.
"What?! That's so unfair!" He whined.
You raised the chopsticks with a sushi to Isagi.
"Say 'ahh'" you smiled.
Isagi blushed and opened his mouth.
"Ahh.."
Before the sushi was even close to his mouth, someone appeared out of nowhere and ate it from the chopsticks.
"Indirect kiss!" Bachira excitedly exclaimed.
"Hey, that was for Isagi!" You scolded.
Seeing Bachira eat something that was meant for him...isagi was annoyed.
Bachira took the chopsticks and pretended to drum something.
"Sorry! I couldn't miss the chance to be fed by you!" Bachira giggled, looking at Isagi.
"Why's he looking at me?" Isagi narrowed his eyes.
"Just ask next time...or something." You sighed.
"Ok!! Then can I have another?" Bachira grinned.
"Sure." You picked up another sushi and put it in Bachira's hand.
"Heyyy~I wanted it to be fed to me!" He pouted, pointing to his mouth.
"Kay, fine..." you picked up the sushi and shoved it in his mouth.
You yawned.
"Huuh...I'm full so I'm leaving now..." You declared.
Suddenly, you felt something wet against your hand.
You turned around to see Bachira sticking his tongue out.
"You weren't moving your hand!" He grinned.
Isagi and Igarashi sat there, staring at the interaction, though one of them wasn't too pleased.
"That's gross, stop it." Isagi told Bachira, who just laughed.
"He's right, you are gross!" You agreed, shooting Bachira with a finger gun.
"I'm not gross! That's so mean!" He sniffled.
"Whatever, I'm going to sleep now." You yawned, turning to leave.
"I'm sleeping too." Isagi agreed, getting up to leave with you.
"Hey! Don't forget about me!" Igarashi yelled.
You left the cafeteria without saying anything, Isagi and Igarashi following you.
Before completely disappearing, you glanced at Bachira and smiled.
He perked up, blushing.
Once you had left, he glanced at your chopsticks.
Without anyone noticing, he took them.