Cold Cold Cold | Blue Lock

Prologue

Blue Lock. That was the name of the widely known prestigious school made for sports in the country, Japan.

Although the school was only founded a couple of years ago, it had quickly gained a strong reputation of training the best new generation athletes after winning every prefectural tournament nation wide.

While it was quite a shocker that a recent school was able to achieve so many awards in a short amount of time, all of this was thanks to the school's president and founder who seemed to have made it his life mission to create the perfect athletes.

The man, Jinpachi Ego, had personally hand-picked each and every individual he had invited to the school. With the logic of 'only the strong will survive', he managed to weed out all those that wouldn't survive in Blue lock, making it so only the strong remained.

There were no such things as dead weights and weak links in his school, Ego had made sure of it.

Only the best of the best deserved to be in Blue Lock. Which is why it wasn't so surprising when the rising prodigious setter, [Name], was invited to learn and play for the school.

Walking along the school halls with her hands inside her pockets, [Name] observed her surroundings with a relatively bored face.

'How lukewarm.' The female had thought as she silently judged the uncreative designs on the walls.

Granted, while the school was indeed high-tech and much more advanced than most schools, the designs were appallingly plain.

Checking each door carefully, [Name] had eyed each one with keen eyes as she searched for a specific one. Thankfully, all students were in their normal classes right now so she didn't have to worry about anyone talking to or seeing her.

After what felt like years of roaming around, the girl finally saw the room she'd been looking for. The door had stuck out like a sore thumb amongst all the others seeing as how it was a different color and definitely a size larger than the rest.

Looking a bit closer, a name plate was right beside the door to show just who owned the room.

'Jinpachi Ego' It read.

Without even knocking first, [Name] wasted no time in busting the door open and walking in like she had owned the place. Like she'd been doing the minute she arrived at the school, her head immediately turned to silently j̶u̶d̶g̶e̶  observe the room while she walked towards the man comfortably sitting in his chair.

"I was expecting you," Ego spoke calmly as he continued to watch the large monitors he had on his desk. With how close he was staring at it, [Name] wasn't so surprised that the man was wearing glasses.

"I didn't come here for idle chitchat, get to the point." [Name]'s voice held a harsh undertone despite the bored look she had on her face.

"Yes, yes." With a wave of his hand, Ego then dramatically turned around to face the dark-haired female. Her sharp gaze peirced his own and honestly speaking, Ego felt himself be thrilled at the violent flames that flickered within her eyes.

It was the type of look he searches for in every player he meets.

"Anri, go grab us some drinks," Ego looked towards his right-hand woman who had been standing off to the side quietly this whole time.

"Yes, sir." She gave a bow before walking off.

"Now," Ego's eyes were back on hers as he gestured towards the seats not too far from where they were. "Go take a seat."

"We have a lot to talk about, Itoshi [Name]."

—Cold Cold Cold
Prologue fin~