Four computer desks lined the right side wall of the small room, as a large cabinet neighbored the desks. The opposite side of the room had a work table with six chairs on each side. The opposite wall of the entrance had a huge one hundred-inch monitor built into it, taking up most of the wall.
"I'm surprised we never used this place," said Karasu, entering the small, well-kept room.
"Yea, it seems pretty nice," added Otoya, grabbing a chair from the table, placing it in the center of the room.
Both Yukimiya and Sho followed in their footsteps as Yukimiya took a seat near the table.
"Sho, since you're still up, can you see if the remotes in that drawer over there," pointing towards a large cabinet in the corner of the room, "cause' it's not over here."
"Yeah, sure," replied Sho, opening one of the many drawers, fishing for the remote. After his tenth failed attempt, Sho squatted down and opened the last drawer, and by his unsurprised face, he found the remote. "Just my luck, huh," Sho whispered to himself.
Leaning some weight on the cabinet, he supported himself up while pointing the remote towards the monitor, turning it on.
"Oh, it looks like those guys we beat yesterday are losing their two v. two..." Grinned Otoya, watching as Bachira dribbled the ball past a defender.
"It's still a very close game. Anything could happen." Karasu chimed in, noticing the one-goal difference.
Sho took a seat near Yukimiya at the table and poked his shoulder, asking for some of his snacks while watching the close game. Yukimiya snorted before handing over a handful of salt and vinegar chips.
"I wonder what a high rank's doing down at the lower stages?" Questioned Karasu, paying attention to the tall player with long black hair that reached his mid-black.
"What rank is he? I can't see it from here," asked Yukimiya.
"Let me see," said Otoya, leaning forward, squinting his eyes, "he's number two."
Sho turned his attention away from both Bachira and Baro and looked towards "number two's" teammate. 'Where have I seen those rectangle glasses?' Pondered Sho, thinking back to when he eavesdropped on Isagi's outburst about Team V's mockery of football. 'Oh yeah. That's Santetsu, Zantetso, Kanwetsu, something like that — I wonder what he's doing with Mr. Long Legs.'
Through the monitor, Baro sized up Zantetsu for the third time that game.
With the ball in Baro's possession, he extended his leg forward, baiting him to go for the steal. Zantetsu quickly took the bait as Baro faintly snickered, sharply turning towards the left, cutting in the opposite direction of Zantetsu's momentum, getting him off balance. With his unbalanced center of gravity, Baro charged forward towards the goal.
"He's heading your way," spoke Zantetsu, as he tripped over his legs.
"Shut the hell up, four-eyes," snapped Baro, kicking the ball fifty feet directly into the net.
Baro and Bachira 4-3 Aryu and Zantetsu
"W- We might lose this," stuttered Zantetsu walking towards Aryu.
"Being negative isn't stylish," replied Aryu, flipping his long luscious hair to the side.
Restart!!
With the ball in Zantetsu's possession, he swiftly passed it to the left of him, towards Aryu. Aryu snatched the ball before walking towards the middle of the field in his teammate's direction. With Bachira's weariness of Zantetsu's speed, he made sure to keep his distance while Baro charged Aryu.
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Blue Lock: 13 Steps
FanficThis story is about a boy who has found his passion in football (soccer). He will be born with some talents as well. I'm personally not into yaoi, boy love etc. So, I'm very sorry but if that's what you're looking for, you won't find it here. This i...
