As the door slides open, a quiet hissing sound fills the room, indicating the sensor has detected [Name] and Meguru's presence. They step inside and Meguru avoids meeting [Name]'s gaze, his face still flushed from their earlier encounter on the practice field. [Name] hums, feeling a faint tingle on their left shoulder where the ranking badge is located, signifying a change in their position.
"Look, Isagi! My rank went up! I used to be in the 300th rank and now I am now 275th!" Igarashi exclaims, grinning from ear to ear and eagerly sharing his news with anyone who will listen.
"Okay." [Name] responds, not particularly interested in Igarashi's boasting. They glance at their own ranking and see that they are now 274th, which isn't surprising given that 25 players were eliminated in the recent TAG game. This means that there are now 25 teams remaining in Blue Lock, and [Name] knows that the competition will only continue to be challenging from here on out.
As soon as Ego's face appeared on the TV screen, the attention of everyone in the room was drawn towards him. His smug demeanor and the sound of his voice grated on [Name]'s nerves. "Isn't it nice to see each other again, unpolished gems? Hope you are enjoying your stay here"
Raichi was the first to react, his anger boiling over at Ego's words. With a scowl on his face, he shouted at the man behind the screen, expressing the frustration and resentment that everyone else was feeling. "How the hell are we supposed to feel better when we're living in this fucking place?!"
The others in the room agreed with Raichi, looking angry and frustrated. They were tired of feeling like they were being used and pushed around, tired of the tough training and always being watched and judged. Meanwhile, [Name] did not care in the slightest bit as they were used to training for various amount of time during their basketball years. Due to their parents training them. The worse so far is the food in everyone's opinion, which Naruhaya expressed, "yeah, what he said. I want better food. No offense but the food here is shit." Gagamaru next to him nods in agreement. However, Ego doesn't seem to be bothered by the complaints.
"The environment is shit because your skills are shit, get it? If you don't you guys must be completely bigger idiots than I thought."
"What the hell you say?!" Raichi roars in anger as [Name] sighs at the stupidity radiating from the male as Meguru lets out a small giggle under his breath. However, Ego didn't bother to say anything else and changed the subject.
"Now, let us talk a little bit about Blue Lock."
Ego cleared his throat and started explaining how the ranking system in Blue Lock works. He talked about how the first day's eliminations affected the rankings, the strengths and weaknesses of each team, and why each player's performance is crucial. As he spoke, the expressions on the faces of the Blue Lock participants changed from curiosity to concern. When Ego described Team Z as the worst team out of the 25, everyone's faces showed disappointment.
[Name] paid close attention to Ego's words, absorbing every detail. They had expected Team Z to be at the bottom of the rankings, given its name. After all, "Z" comes last in the alphabet, so it made sense. This meant that their team had to work "together" to prove Ego and everyone else wrong about their ranking. And now, they had the chance to do just that with the first match coming very soon.
"Now onto Blue Lock's first selection, starting next week. The first selection between you, the fifty-five players of the fifth stratum, consisting of a round-robin of the five teams within it. Only the top two teams will move on to the second selection. This means it's all or nothing."
As [Name] imagined fighting against fifty-five different opponents, their heart raced with excitement. They could feel the thrill of the upcoming matches, eager to crush their opponents and prove themselves as the best. In addition, it meant that they could find the right ones for their other goal too. There must be eleven people who are better than the rest in this program. They just have to seek them out.
Only the top two teams would move on to the next round, but [Name] was ready for the challenge. They will do everything to make sure Team Z came out on top. They were determined to be the one to stop anyone who tried to stand in their way of becoming a pro soccer player.
"So the eleven of us on Team Z will play as a proper team? But we're all forwards." Hyoma pointed out, gaining everyone's attention.
"That just means everyone has to play different positions!" A voice cuts in and [Name] noticed it was Imamura speaking. He turns to another boy, Okuhito Lemon, and began teasing him about being the goalkeeper for the team. Soon enough, an argument broke out on who takes what position. Surprise, surprise everyone wants to be the forward, except for Chigiri who grew silent.
"I'll play center forward," Raichi calls out with a smirk, pointing at himself. Meguru and [Name] only watch in silence.
"No, I will," Rensuke argued, placing his hand on his hip, and glaring at Raichi, who just glares back. Gagamaru joins and the three began to argue.
"Quit your squabbling. You're acting like children." [Name] finally steps in, eyes on them now. However, no one could say anything as a dark glare appears on their face. "We'll figure this out later. I am sure Ego has more to say. Any objections." The only one who seems to be is Raichi but Ego cuts in before the shithead could say anything.
"Listen up shitheads, soccer was originally a sport all about scoring. Every single one of you dickheads has been stupidly imprinted with the notions of positions and tactics, but all of those roles evolved over time. Soccer initially started out with every player being a striker. So play soccer as it was originally. Create soccer from zero with your brains." Ego finished, and [Name] understood what he meant by creating soccer from zero.
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"Rock, paper, scissors!"
How did [Name] get roped into playing this idiotic game? One word, Meguru. It was a match between Gagamaru, Raichi, Meguru, and them with the prize being the center forward for the upcoming match. A deity was watching out for them as they threw out rock with the others using scissors. Ignoring the others' grumbling they turn to Kuon who was taking notes of what position everyone is playing.
"Kuon."
Kuon looks from his notes, "Yes, [Last Name]?"
"I will be the forward and I want Meguru in the right-wing position. I trust him." Kuon nods as Meguru glomps them in a big hug, squealing in happiness at the news.
"Thank you so much, [Name]! I won't let you down!" Meguru said, beaming with pride.
[Name] patted Meguru on the back, "I know you won't, Meguru. You're a skilled player and you've worked hard to get here."
[Name] looks at Kuon, the "leader" of the team, and thinks to themselves, plus, I trust you more than these other players. And that is all they needed to make sure their Misdirection works for the upcoming match.
They watch as Kuon finishes writing down the positions for the upcoming game. [Name] quietly listens as Kuon goes over the spots, taking his place as the team leader (for now). As the leader lists the positions, [Name] nods in agreement with the whiteboard, satisfied as long as they are center forward with Meguru taking the right wing position. They're relieved that they didn't have to argue with anyone to get Meguru that position. Even if they aren't center forward, [Name] knows how to play in a defensive position or as a supporter, too. Misdirection would be useful in any position, along with their emperor eyes, and they're ready to do whatever it takes to win.
"I know Team X has a higher ranking than ours, from 243 to 253, but we don't have the time to make a strategy for it. So let's believe in Isagi as our Center Forward, and go win!"
"[Name], is the best!" Meguru giggles as he grabs onto [Name]'s arm with a smile.
"Are you even sure we can with Isagi as our center forward? They are ranked lower than everyone here!" Igarashi whines as he puts on his shoes.
"Still above you," [Name] mutters under their breath that only Meguru heard who burst into laughter.
"Stop complaining, Igarashi," Rensuke said in a low tone, glaring at the boy. Igarashi lets out a squeak in fright and looks away. Everyone began to prepare for the match ahead.
"All we gotta do is win, right?" Raichi inquires as he adjusts his shoes. Hyoma looks at him, a sweatdrop rolls down his cheek as his eyebrows furrowed.
"All we gotta do is win, huh?" Hyoma mutters, only for [Name] to hear who nods in agreement. Right now, with this team, it isn't enough. They have made the zero to a one, and that is something [Name] has to change in this match. They stood up, stretching as Meguru got up alongside them with a predatory grin.
"[Name], what do you plan to show today?" Meguru couldn't help but ask. [Name] hummed in response as they threw a side glance at the boy.
"A lot. I hope you follow me, Meguru." The said boy could only nod with a happy sound coming out of his mouth.
"It's almost time..." Kuon announced to everyone. All the players walked out of the locker room, and to their destination, the soccer field. The tension is high in nervousness as [Name] walk in front of everyone with Meguru to their right. The group reached the field and got to doing stretches. Rensuke perked up, hearing footsteps from the other side of the field.
"Here they come. Team X..." Rensuke said catching the other's attention. Everyone looks towards the entrance as Team X walks out with a menacing aura. [Name] already knew who was going to make that team to one. The tallest one with brown spiky hair reminded them of an onion.
"I hope you are ready, Meguru." [Name] doesn't need to look to know Meguru gave them a smile. They could already feel it. It is almost time for the first match, and they have no desire to lose.
"In the first selection, all fouls will be made by VAR. Building 5's first match will be a half-game lasting 45 minutes."
Enough time for me [Name] thought with a menacing smile on their face. For them, misdirection could be used only for 40 minutes like Papa, but it can also be turned on and off, just with the help of their emperor eyes. [Name] took their position as center forward with Meguru starting with the ball. [Name] watches with cold eyes and knows the onion is the one to watch out for.
The need to devour is coming to the surface.
"Team X verus Team Z is about to start. Time for kick-off."
Meguru giggles as he glances at [Name], his foot atop of the soccer ball.
"Are you ready, [Name]?"
[Name] gave him an indifferent side glance. "Don't ask such trivial questions. Our objective is to win." The sound of the whistle blows and the game began. Immediately Meguru kicked the ball to [Name] who caught it with ease. [Name] sets off with three players already gunning for them.
"Why don't you get out of my way?" [Name] questions as they charge forward, their eyes staring intensely into the three players.
"What the hell did you say?" One of the players shouts with obvious nervousness in his tone. [Name] didn't need a fortune teller to know their aura is becoming scarcer and darker.
"Then so be it." As the players closed in, [Name] made a sudden move with their ankle, causing the three players to lose their balance and stumble. With lightning-fast reflexes, [Name] darted past them, leaving them in the dust.
"What the hell?" One of the 3 players whisper in shock as he sat helpless. He didn't know what just happened. It was if a monster appeared on the field and he couldn't help but want to run away.
"Woah!" Meguru shouts in shock as he ran forward, only to gasp as he caught the ball that came at lightning speed to him. "[Name] is so cool!"
However, his distraction cost him. His eyes widen as the ball was kicked out of his grasp by Raichi. [Name] eyes narrowed in anger.
"What are you doing Raichi!?" Meguru shouts at the boy in anger.
"The rules said the top scorer goes through, right? I don't care about the team. I'm doing this my way." Raichi replies with a cocky grin, sparing a glance at the fuming [Name], but he didn't care about it one bit (it will cost him more than Meguru).
"Now you're talking, Raichi." Out of nowhere, Rensuke appeared and stole the ball under Raichi's grasp. The orange-haired boy glared at Raichi as well as the rest of the team. [Name] decided it is time to put the team under their control, seeing as if they don't then the match is already determined. They do not want to lose to a bunch of dimwits. "If that's how it works here, I will make no bones about playing for myself."
Raichi's face turns into fury as he gave Rensuke a pissed-off look. "Kunigami, I think we're gonna get along just fine." However, before anyone could say anything, [Name] appeared out of nowhere and stole the ball from Rensuke, who gains a shocked look.
"Do not move from your position, Igarashi, Naruhaya." [Name] turns to the two boys who was about to move, with a dark glare on their faces. The two boys flinched and took a few steps back in fright. It's like we're facing a monster! Naruhaya screams in his mind with Igarashi thinking the same.
"I do not care if you want to play by yourselves, but quite frankly do not drag everyone down with you." [Name] said to their team. "I will not lose this match because you decided to go on your own. If you want to score a goal then be useful. If not, leave." Without even having to look behind them, they twirl around with the ball still in their grasp as one of the players from Team X tries to steal the ball. Raichi watched in shock at their movements. It is as if their eyes are in the back of their head. "I will pass the ball only if you have a shot at scoring. If not, then I will. I am the forward that is final for my orders are absolute."
"What the hell you just said?!" Raichi roars as he tries to pick a fight with [Name], but only to grasp air as they dribbled the ball.
"Sorry about that, [Name]!" Meguru apologize, but [Name] didn't say anything. Team Z watches in stupidity as [Name] dodges anyone who came across them with ease, either with old fashion dribbling or an ankle break. Dirt kicks up from under their cleats as they push past the defense lines. However, what they notice in their vision is onion head is about to try to kick the ball from their feet with a slide.
[Name] was playing a hard game against both their opponents and their own team. As they neared the opposing team's goal, Barou came at them with a loud and aggressive shout.
"I'll fucking end you!"
But [Name] wasn't fazed, and without even looking down, they jumped into the air with the ball at their feet, easily soaring over Barou's body. Landing back on the ground, [Name] maintained their control of the ball, keeping it within their grasp as they faced the net.
Despite the exhilaration of the moment, what sent shivers down Barou's spine was that [Name] wasn't even looking at the goal, but at him. Barou clenched his teeth, his hand turning into a fist, realizing too late that he couldn't stop [Name]. Who the fuck is this person? Barou thought to himself in anger.
"I am absolute," [Name] declared, staring straight into Barou's eyes. With a cold, determined expression, they kicked the ball and intentionally missed the goalkeeper's hand, sending the ball straight into the net.
The whistle blew, and the intercom announced the score: "0-1." [Name] turned around to look at their teammates, their eyes still cold and unforgiving. With a swagger in their step, they made their way down to their side of the field, ready to continue dominating the game.
As [Name] looks around the field, they notice that no one is saying anything, and instead, they all seem to be gritting their teeth in submission. [Name] feels a sense of satisfaction as they realize that their teammates are starting to accept their authority. After all, how could they argue with someone who had just scored the first goal of the game by themselves? It was clear that [Name] had the skill and ability to lead the team to victory.
"You will follow my orders for I am absolute," [Name] says with a sense of conviction, their voice echoing through the room. The other players can do nothing but nod in agreement. They know that if they go against [Name], they'll only be setting themselves up for another beating. Taking in the submissive attitude of the team, [Name] can't help but feel pleased with the sight.
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Anri watched with rapt attention as she replayed [Name]'s impressive goal. She was practically bouncing with excitement as she turned to Ego, who was quietly eating his ramen. "That goal was so cool!" she exclaimed "It was like they knew that guy would be there to stop them, and where to shoot the goal without looking at the net!"
Ego glanced at the screen and couldn't help but be a tiny bit impressed by [Name]'s skill. However, he also noticed the way [Name] had taken control of the team with an iron fist, similar to how Akashi had done in his basketball games during his middle to high school years. Let's see how long that lasts, Akashi-Kuroko [Name], Ego thought to himself as he continued to eat his ramen and watch the game unfold. After all, some players on their team aren't the ones to follow someone else.
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As most of you can tell I am not good at soccer matches, but I will try my best lol. I wonder who would be the first to oppose MC? Well, I know lol. I hope you guys are liking this ff so far! Thank you for the 751 reads and 29 votes <3! Until next time!
Edited: 04.10.26 changed some paragraphs around in hopes it sound smoother. i admit i have completely finished editing but its good for now.