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Omg my sugar bear honeypuffs sorry for not updating in so long I've just been through a lot.. like maths.. also sorry for insulting ego for ppl who like him ig. Lots of Igarashi slander this chapter. oh my god ew I feel so cringy I'm running out of cool words for writing
#stayswaggyandbeabaddie
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'Holy shit, this Kunigami guy looks mad mad. Like- he could transform into a demon or something. Totally different from mister "play fair and square" two seconds ago'
Kunigami, with no hesitation at all, kicked the football straight into what he thought would be Igarashi, which you learned was his name from kunigami, only if he didn't use isagi as a human shield like the total pussy he was. He kicked it with all of his strength too! That's gotta hurt. You swore you could even see the tiniest bit of blood coming out of his mouth
"Um.. My bad, I wasn't aiming for you"
'Seriously? He kicked the ball straight into my stomach and just playing it off with a my bad?!'
"Isagi?!" Kira shouted, you already knew his name because he was 'Japan's national treasure' whatever that meant
'Ive got to hit someone or my entire soccer life- it's all over!'
You weren't even good at analysing things, but you could tell that Isagi was in very deep thought, as if he was having his very own main character moment. How is that fair? He gets one and you don't?
'Only a minute to go.. I don't want it all to end here!'
He began to aim at people, but to no avail. He's the second lowest after all. They avoided pretty easily, and kira? It seemed he wasn't even breaking a sweat
'These guys are from all around the country, so their athletic ability is really high.. I can't even hit them with a good kick! If I'm gonna Target someone, it has to be someone below me.'
He stopped for a hot second, and began to go after the one kid named cigar kakashi- no, Igarashi. And as if he couldn't get any more annoying, he began screaming at the top of his lungs like a damn chimpanzee. Pretty fitting for a monkey.. wait was it monk?
"IM GOING ALL OUT FOR THIS LAST MINUTE! YOU'LL NEVER CATCH MEEE!"
He looks so.. punchable. It's almost impossible to ignore the urge
'Is this game of tag really going to decide my future? What's even being tested here? Does this have anything to do with ego?' he had a thousand questions whirring up inside of his head
