Blue lock: Emperor Play

Chapter 6: Renewed resolves

(A/n: If you're wondering what he looks like, just search Enryu of tower of god. As for his "insane physique", it should be a little thinner than chris prince's body. Oh and by the way, I'll say it now so that me myself won't get confused. It's KaiZer not KaiSer. That's all.)

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|3rd person pov|

[Team's Z's locker room]

While most of the team are currently in a celebratory mood after they ended the first half with a gap of 6 on their favour, 2 of them currently have frustration on their faces contrary to them.

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'4 goals for Kaizer, one goal for Bachira, one goal for Kunigami...meanwhile, there's me who just ran like an idiot the entire 45 minutes...'

A boy with black hair and average physique thought as he sat on the corner of the locker room with his head lowered.

Isagi Yoichi. One of the 300 players who entered blue lock in hopes of becoming the best striker in the world.

He then raised his head and leaned his back on the wall as he watched his teammates chat with each other happily not even bothering to discuss anything, and is just waiting for the 15 minutes half break to end.

'Well, we can just pass the ball around and let the time ran out so it's pretty much our win at this point...'

He then grabs his towel that was on his shoulder as he wiped some sweat on his forehead before swinging it up back on his shoulder.

'But...is this really the right way for me...?Didn't I entered blue lock to change my life...?'

He then reminisced on the final minute of the qualifier semi finals that he played on before getting invited to blue lock.

'Back then...I passed the ball letting others shine instead of me and then regretted it immediately...'

He then recalled that time on the dike when he cried and screamed his frustration out without caring for the world after his team lost the match and failed to enter the nationals.

The nationals which is one of his dreams and millions of highschool football players around the world.

'Though the scenario and results is completely different, the meaning is still the same for me...'

His hands then formed a fist as he bit his lips in frustration.

'In the end, if I were to accept the supporting role and let Kaizer have the leading role of our team...'

He then imagined a future where they all became pros as Kaizer scored a super goal with his assist winning them the world cup and making the entire stadium roar and tremble with cheers.

And while Kaizer is being congratulated by his teammates, he will be ignored as he stands far away watching them while smiling happily since he was the one who assisted on a super goal for the best striker in the world while also simultaneously winning them the world cup.

And after that, he will then get interviewed by the reporters on how he feels on assisting the hero of the champions.

He will then become popular world wide and will be branded as the trusty partner of the best striker in the world...

Would a future like that satisfy him?

Would he be satisfied with the supporting role?

Would he be satisfied being branded as the partner of the best striker in the world?

'Fuck no!!!'

His eyes then gained a glint on it as he tightened his fists more and bit his lips so hard that it started to bleed a little.