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Bam!
My shots fired to the net. Hahh haahh. I catched my breath after a rigorous training session I had, alone.
Just.... One more...
Picking up a ball closed to me. I centered it to around the exact "place" as to where I scored before. I pictured the similar pattern that I had observed from the first 'trial'.
Getting to position. I ran with my ankle locked. Stretching my leg forward and touching the valve to create some air on it. The ball flew high, high enough to make it in the top corner of the net. The result may have seen worthy but it wasn't I wanted.
It had looked similar, but it's not quite...
There was a reason why I had stayed longer in training today. Reason why I took countless of shots for 2 straight hours, it's to carve a weapon that involves certain scenarios that had been visualize or observed.
There's not much progress....
I went to the sides to grab a bottle. Opening it, I drank the whole thing. I'm that tired huh? Well, it's understandable.
I wonder what the rest are doing.... The rest had probably gone for a meal, a bath, or just resting in the room.
I want a bath.
My training outfit is reek of sweat. I'd imagine myself in a hot spring, being comforted by the fluid of steam air. Just one more hour.
I got up. I immediately sense something approaching me—
Bam!
A ball landed on me. I blocked it, with my hand. I immediately looked towards the culprit that did it.
... Bachira?
“Yo! Ayanokouji~ how are you doing?” Bachira ask, smug.
“Bachira— what are you doing here? Weren't you taking a shower with Isagi?” I inquired his motives for coming— however what I met was a wide smile....
“I'm doing well in my part! And yes, I was at the showers til just after... I came to see you.” he smiled— afterwards, he gazed at the goal box— his eyes shine brightly— he picks up a ball and passes it to me.
“Kicking balls all day haven't you, Ayanokouji? I'll join in~ ain't letting you have all the fun...! Say why don't we go one on one, hey? Sounds fun doesn't it~?!” exclaimed Bachira.
He's very dynamic. I was taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm.
“Is this what you do now these days? Going around— asking people for a one v one duels? Anything excites you... Really,” I said.
“You figured?” he ask, his head tilted slightly.
“A few days ago, when Ego announced our rankings. Everybody else were asleep except three of us. You and Isagi went outside with your sleeping gown but came back to the room with your training gear,” I answered. The latter smiled and said nothing.
“I'll give ya' time to warm up. I'm all good in my end~!” Bachira leapt with joy. Doing so as he juggles a ball with his knees.
The easygoing Bachira didn't even let me agree or disagree to his invitation. Without wasting time. I picked up a ball and effortlessly kicks it to the back of the net.
“Woah! That shot looks a lot like Kunigami's goal!! You plan to replicate it?” he asked. I ignored his question.
“All's good here as well. Let's end this soon cause I don't want to mingle with you, Bachira.”
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Monster of Blue Lock
FanfictionAyanokouji Kiyotaka is going to participate in a project called Blue Lock made by Ego Jinpachi. How will his journey partake, will he be able to look for the answer his been searching on the world of football. Disclaimer: I do not own either classr...