𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻

"C'mon! Please!"

"No, man. Sorry, we're not gonna go against the top three."

You sighed and walked out of the cafeteria, leaving all the guys you were harassing to their meals. By now, more teams had made it to the fourth stage, and yet, every single one had declined your offer to play against yours. You were so, so bored.

Since no one accepted, all you could do was train, but you just wanted to play. 

Resigned, you dragged yourself back to your team's dorm. This seriously sucked, you knew Bachira wanted to wait for Isagi to reach stage four to play his team, but you didn't know how long you could survive like this.

When you swung open the door to the room, you were greeted with the sight of Bachira and Isagi excitedly shaking hands. Huh. Looks like your prayers were answered.

"Isagi? Finally got to the fourth stage?" you asked as you sat down on you bed.

He nodded, "Yeah. Me and Bachira just agreed to a match with your team."

Bachira lifted a thumbs-up and you leaned back on your elbows, "Who's on your team now?"

"Barou, Chigiri, and Nagi."

"Sounds good. Should be a fun match." You couldn't lie, that'd be interesting to watch. Even just Barou and Nagi themselves seem like they'd butt heads on multiple levels.

"Yeah," he smiled, "but it's weird competing against each other."

"Ah, hopefully it'll be different in the third selection," Bachira piped in.

"I'll go get Rin and Tokimitsu to go input their acceptance. They'll probably be just as relieved as I am that we finally found a goddamn opponent." You lifted yourself off the bed and waved them a quick goodbye before shutting the door behind you.

Ego should really consider decorating these fucking halls. Maybe Anri, she probably has better taste in interior design than some guy that brought a pigeon inside just for it to shit on him.

Considering that Rin is Rin, he was probably on the practice field. You doubt that there's another other way he knows how to spend his time.

When you pushed open the entrance, there was no shock value at all to seeing exactly what you expected. "We finally got a match, we have to go hit that stupid button thing," you called out to him.

He shot the ball he had in front of him into the goal before walking over to you, not cleaning up at all. "Are you going to go or just stand there?" he asked once he stopped in front of you.

"Shut up." You turned around and headed back down the halls, destined for the weight room, where you hoped Tokimitsu would be. Rin stayed silent from behind you, not that you guys had much to talk about after the other night, really.

You pushed the door open with your shoulder, it was surprising heavy, glancing ahead of you to survey the room. The nervous wreck was seated at the bench press, wiping his face down with a towel. "Tokimitsu!" you yelled out to him.

You and Rin watched from the doorway as he nearly fell off his seat, "Ah! [Su-]," he cleared his throat frantically, "Kazuma! You scared me!"

Your hand scratched the back of your neck awkwardly, you really never had any idea of how to respond to him, "Right, yeah," you laughed uneasily. "We just gotta go accept our next match, if that's cool with you."

"Sure!" He gathered his water bottle and towel before meeting you and Rin and the entrance. While you guys walked to the main room for the second selection, you briefly wondered how long this whole Blue Lock thing would go on for. You hadn't seen sunlight in weeks. Maybe you'll mutate into a vampire by the fifth stage.

Luckily avoiding a room full of naked men, you bathed after everyone else, meaning you missed dinner. Nothing can ever be a win-win, can it?

You strolled down to the cafeteria, keeping your eyes on the tragically blank walls. It's seriously disappointing how badly decorated this place is, the ambiance was depressing as hell. 

While you were sulking over the terrible design, your body collided with another right in front of you. Finally taking our stare off the walls, you came face to face with Nagi.

You took a step back, "Uh, sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going...Have you not eaten yet, either?" Why else was he just randomly in the hallways at this point in the night? Was he trying to level up into a Blue Lock hall spirit?

"No," he shook his head, "I was looking for you."

"Why?"

He took his phone out of the pocket of his pajamas, unlocking it before turning it around to hold out in front your face, "That's you, right?" The title of the video at the top of the screen labelled it to be one of those dumbass football goal compilations, the frame he had it at was...well, fuck.

"...Nah. Why would I be in one of those?" you laughed, begging for him not to inquire any further.

He shrugged, "I dunno. But, it looks just like you, just a different hairstyle. The playing style looks exactly like yours, too." He was looking back in forth between the screen and your face, comparing the relations. God, how many of those fucking videos did he have to watch to find one of you?

You didn't know how to refute his argument, either. So, you just said the first shit that came to mind, "That's...my sister."

"Really? That's cool...Can you show me more of her plays?" he asked expectantly.

"Yeah, I guess. Sit down." you took a seat down on a floor in front of the wall, patting the space next to you.

You held out your hand for his phone, taking it and inputing your name in the browser. As much as you did not want to sit through badly edited clips of yourself on the field, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

"Why does she have a different last name than you?" he questioned from over your shoulder.

It really was too late to be on this bullshit, "Because."

"Because?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

This was terrible.

It was finally time for the fated game, and before the match even began, the field was already an utter shit show. Tokimitsu was having yet another breakdown pregame, Rin was brooding by his lonesome, Team White was debating something you couldn't quite grasp, and you just wanted to go home.

Home sounded really nice at the moment, but you didn't get the chance to miss its comfort for long. The bell sounded for the match to begin, and also for you to want to sink down to the ground and knock out. Not deal with this bullshit.

You passed the ball to Bachira at kickoff, watching as he raced down toward the goal, only for his method to get around the defenders with Tokimitsu to fail. The ball ended up stolen. Isagi sent the ball to Nagi down the field, where he passed to Chigiri, scoring them a goal. Good for him.

As much as you could barely pay attention to whatever the fuck was happening in this game, you knew you'd passed the ball here and there for Rin to get a goal.

The ball went in back and forth in the midfield after the restart, actually forcing Rin to pass to Bachira. You didn't know he even had it in him. Bachira sent you a hyper-long pass, forcing you to spring into the air to avoid Nagi and Chigiri to send it into the goal.

The game continued and the score grew as well, neck and neck. Every time the other team would score a goal, the other would follow with soon one right after. You tried your best to force them out of their comfort zones where you could, but it was honestly hard to come up with the opportunities to do it yourself. You didn't really want to give him the credit, but Ego had done a decent job in cultivating an environment that would constantly force the guys here to evolve.

To testify, you'd been seeing it in front of your eyes the entire match. Every player on the field had pulled off some crazy play or goal by this point in the game.

Now, the game was, again, tied at 4-4. Meaning, whoever scored the next goal would win, and this would finally be over.

Rin passed Tokimitsu the ball from center field while you and Bachira ran toward the goal. Barou and Chigiri hounded poor Tokimitsu, causing him to freak out and send the ball back to Rin. He passed the ball to you and you managed to get it around Nagi to Bachira.

The entirety of Team White was on him, but he was able to get past everyone with erratic movements and sharp control. He cocked his leg back to shoot, his foot made strong contact with a ball, sending straight for the goal.

Only to be blocked by Isagi. They really just want to drag this shit on forever, don't they?

The ball got sent up randomly into the air, Rin reached it first and drove it into the net.

Thank god.

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