CAREFREE • BLUE LOCK x M!OC

Ego • CHAP 5

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Why the fuck was I even benched?

Apperantly they made a mistake and they miscounted the team Z members, there were 12 instead of 11.

Why was I the one cast out then? I am very capable of playing with the others thank you very much.

I pouted as I watched the others wait for the match to start, my chin was rested on my left arm as I sat quietly on the bench.

I sighed, picking at my painted nails.

"Don't be so gloomy, just hope someone breaks a leg or something."

That annoying voice again.

I turned my head to see Bachira who grinned largely at me, "Leave me alone." I spat.

How the fuck did Ego even make a mistake like this? Miscounting members, that's a new one.

"Ooh, so aggressive." He remarked with a surprised expression before his face quickly morphed back into a sly grin, he quickly went to join the others on the field after winking at me.

I will pull his fucking eyes out.

The large metal doors on the other side of the field suddenly swung open, 11 other people walking into the field, their intimidating aura didn't go unnoticed.

It was team X making their grand entrance.

Team X's number 10 stared down at everyone like they were nothing more than roaches to him.

I could smell the arrogance from here.

I was ready to watch the match go on until a female emerged from the opened metal doors, her eyes scanned the field until they landed on me. She grinned and gestured for me to come towards her, I looked at her in confusion before pulling my self up and going anyways.

Once I got closer to her, I saw that she was holding a clip-board and was wearing a button up long sleeve shirt along with some black shorts, she had short brown hair that was braided across the middle in the back. Her eyes screamed enthusiasm, I was guessing she worked close to Ego.

"Ego would like to speak to you." She said with a soft smile, although I was confused as to why, I didn't want to ask and just went along with it.

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They walked down the hallway and entered into an elevator that took us to the highest floor. The lady took him to a large room with multiple huge screens, a chair was situated in front of those screens, a familiar bowl cut visible from the back.

Akira was confused as to why Ego would want to see him, but he guessed it wasn't for a tea party.

Ego clicked frantically at his keyboard, not bothering to turn around even though he knew the other male was there, Anri quickly exited the room to give them privacy.

Ego turned around to face the 6'4 male.

"It's not enough." He said through his teeth, his hair brushing against his forehead as he pushed up his glasses.

"What?" Akira asked dumbfoundedly.

"I made space for you in my program because of your parents." He confessed, legs tucked into his office chair, his posture was atrocious according to Akira.

Akiras eyebrows furrowed at the new information.

"But your talent is mediocre, you have the physique you lack integrity. Try harder Akira."

Akira looked around the room, now seriously questioning if the man in front of him was actually insane.

"I didn't even want to come."

"If you wish to achieve your goal, Blue Lock is necessary. I'm doing you and your aunt a favor. If your talent even came close to your parents, I wouldn't have called you here." He said honestly with his fingers pressed together.

"I don't need advice from you. What relationship do you even have with my family?" He questioned the older man.

"Friends, acquaintances, I'm not particularly picky with labels. Just know that we knew eachother for years on end." The man vaguely replied.

Akira scoffed, "What do you want me to do then?" He asked out of curiosity.

Ego suddenly smiled menacingly. He suddenly pushed his office chair back and turned on the screen, all too familiar teams were displayed on the screen.

Team X and Team Z.

"Can you see why you aren't playing on the stage right now?" The older man inquired, zooming in unto a tall player with black hair sticking out at the front.

Akira was perplexed, he didn't know what he was supposed to see.

"The fact that you can't even realize says it all."He turned around to gaze at the tanned male, "You're nowhere near their level." Ego says, completely destroying the dreams of Akira in one sentence.

Akira's breath hitched, he clenched his fist as he tried to fight back anger, all the negative emotions in the world seemed to have rushed into his heart at those words alone.

"B-but my aun-"

"Your aunt is an extraordinary talent, she would have dominanted the soccer world if it weren't for her circumstances. I can see she went easy on you during her so called 'training'. She's always had a soft spot for you so it's the only logical reason."

The black haired man clicked away at his mouse aimlessly, he suddenly pulled up Akira's profile.

"Think of this as a free pass, I expected you to be eliminated in the first round honestly, I did this for your parents." He continued, "Your last play in the first selection shocked me, but only a little. You were pushed into a small corner and that is what triggered you to bloom, it was nothing more than a fluke."

Akira felt his heart shatter into a million more pieces.

"Did you call me here just to fucking bully me?" He angrily asks with venom in his tone.

"Bully you?" Ego turned to look at the bi-colored haired male, "You call the truth bullying? I guess your child-like mentality would cause you to say that. The truth will always hurt, use that pain as a drive. Despite my advice, I have another reason I called you here."

He clicked a few buttons on his keyboard before reveal footage of a door that said Wild Card at the top.

"If you don't show any improvements during second selection, this is where you will end up." A shadow casted over the older mans eyes as he spoke.

"Might as well just eliminate me." Akira crossed his arms, not even phased by the menacing looking door he saw on the screen.

Ego laughed out loud, "And give you a free pass? Oh no no, that won't do. Cultivated talent runs in your family and I plan to dig them straight out of you no matter how deeply buried they are."

"I'm not giving up on you, I promised your Aunt."

Akira inhaled deeply, "Are we done here?" He dismissed the older mans words.

"I suppose we are, the clock is ticking."

Akira rolled his eyes and exited the room, anger radiating of off him as he entered the elevator.

"I fucking hate that Vector looking motherfucker." He said bitterly as he made his way back to the field.

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Idk why this book is even getting reads but it's fun to write!

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