"Second selection rival battle! 2. vs. 2 game to five points!" The loud speaker in the corners of the field boasted, signalling the start of the match.
Kunigami got the kick off.
'This game really is.. my last chance. This game is our turning point!' He thought with a new found determination running through his veins.
He kicked the ball to Reo, who caught it with his foot with ease. He was about to start running forward but was cut off when Ryusei suddenly appeared in front of him, an animalistic grin on his face.
"Yo!" He singsonged, chasing after Reo, well more specifically the ball.
'He's fast! And he's just rushing in? Is he an instantaneous speed-type player?' Reo thought, carefully watching Ryusei's sporadic movements before making a pass back to Kunigami.
"Back to you, Kunigami!"
"Hmph. A side pass at this distance? Guess that's where you're at.." Ryusei smirked.
Back with Kunigami, he was able to get the ball perfectly, but was soon met with a dilemma.
'If I can just get inside my shot range, I can win this! I'll just force my way in since I'm bigger!'
"Huh. So you've got nothing but a middle shot, and Reo has an advanced emphasis on balance.." You muttered, suddenly speeding up to Kunigami, catching him off guard as he flinched. Your voice was unrecognizable as you hadn't talked yet.
'This guy.. The games just gotten started, in fact me nor Reo have barely even played with the ball yet, but he's already seen through our special characteristics?! What a discerning eye. We really underestimated him.'
You quickly got in front of Kunigami and swiftly took the ball off him in a graceful yet quick movement, enough to leave the man shocked.
'W-what? I didn't feel him take back the ball even though he was in my line of vision..' Kunigami choked on his spit before slowly turning to Reo in shock.
"Hey, Ryusei. I made up a plan." You called for him, effortlessly dribbling the ball before raising your leg and kicking it over to Ryusei.
Jogging up to him, you whispered something into his ear before casually going back to the area a little further away from the goal, carefully watching Ryusei's movements as he started to block Kunigami.
"So we've got boring purple topknot, who's above average but puts too much emphasis on balance.. and a hero who's got nothing but a middle shot." Ryusei repeated after you then sighed. "Haah. How am I supposed to explode like this?"
'Dammit. Now he's caught on too. And he's strong! He won't even budge against my press!' Kunigami though hurriedly, trying to get his mind to process and think of a way to win this match while his arm pressed against Ryusei's abdomen in defense.
Kunigami's attempt failed, and Ryusei was able to get ahold of the ball.
"You know, hero-kun.. you guys are just trying to play soccer, so you'll never know what goes on in my mind." Ryusei started before raising his foot up and kicking the ball over to you, in which you trapped it with your foot easily.
'Those traps remind me of him..' Reo sullenly though before shaking his head and gritting his teeth in frustration.
"What I do on the field isn't soccer.. It's 'life' activity!" He finished with a grin before briefly looking you in the eyes.
You gave him a signal to which he responded with a curt nod.
"Nice pass, Ryusei." You said to the man, dribbling the ball to where the goal path was being created in your mind.
"No way! Defense, Kunigami!" Reo yelled, face dripping sweat from the heat of the game.
"Just try and stop me, hero! The field is the canvas of life and my game has no rules!" Ryusei smiled while running, blocking Kunigami's way to the ball.
You were still holding the fort down, narrowing your eyes and looking to see where Ryusei was and what his moves were gonna be.
Of course, you were never able to get them prefect since Ryusei's movements were all over the place, but you did promise him one thing.
"You can close your eyes or whatever, just remember I'll always bring the ball to you."
You grinned and in your line of sight, you saw Ryusei flipping to his back, leg raising and his eyes closed, a rather calm grin on his face.
Reo looked at you with a determined look, trying to get the ball back.
"Bingo." You muttered and before anyone could register it, you passed the ball to Ryusei. It was a nice and smooth curved ball that sloped up as it sped up. It was the perfect pass. One that any one man would dream of being able to receive.
"His eyes are closed! That's impossible!" Kunigami muttered, eyes training the ball you sent with shock.
"Impossible? I don't know what that means." Ryusei's face turned dark as a shadow covered over it.
'It's headed behind him, so he was no choice but to turn around. He can't shoot from there. The pass went all wrong..' But before Kunigami could register any thoughts in his head, his eyes widened.
Ryusei was already quite high off the ground and his leg was raising to meet the ball that was perfectly passed to him, leg literally slotting into place then slamming down.
But that wasn't what shocked Kunigami.
It was the fact that Ryusei's eyes were completely closed.
"Who decided that it's impossible?" Ryusei simply said, the ball moving closer to goal with a shocking amount of force behind it.
'A direct line drive from there? No way, Shidou- He's got dread-naught class ability and that God level passer isn't making this any better.. Him and Kagami were able to build this incredible form of trust..' He thought, still in shock from the goal that had just occurred.
"Are there.. really guys like him!?" Reo gasped, face dropping by the second.
"Guh.." Kunigami spluttered.
'This is bad.. even among the bottom tier.. there was still a demon lurking!'
Ryusei only grinned at the two's despair while you slowly jogged over to him.
"Now.. make me explode even more!"
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AHAHAHAHHA REO CARRIED HES THE GOATTTTTTTTTTT
soz anyway tysm for reading the chapter :3
**not beta read its like 2am help
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