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Goal 3 | Royalties

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Goal 3: Royalties

[Earlier before the match]

The position for the center forward was done in a game of rock, paper, scissors. Disappointingly, Ueyama drew scissors along with Bachira, Gagamaru and Raichi while Isagi drew rock. Clenching his fist, frustration filled Ueyama's veins. "Damn it! Isagi won!" Raichi yelled. "I am a fucking striker.." Ueyama muttered in fury. Bachira pats his back and he pushes his hand away in irritation.

"Then, starting with Isagi-kun, we'll each say what we want to play in." Kuon told the team, taking the role as the leader. Ueyama glared at Isagi who said that he'll be the center forward.

A few minutes after, they all changed into jerseys in their team's locker. "Alright everyone, listen up." Kuon tried to get everyone's attention. "This is our formation for the first match." Ueyama looked at the board and saw the said formation. He only grunted in response, not really liking his position.

"Eh?! I am benched?!" Igaguri exclaimed as he saw his position on the very outside of the drawing of the field. "We are 12 and we only need 11. We need someone with better physique on the defense. So, I'll be putting Ueyama near the goal with Naruhaya." Kuon explained. "Still! It could've been Naruhaya!" Igaguri complained.

Hating all this noise and complaints, Ueyama was reminded of Kira's stubborn ass. "Rank check, you're the lowest here." He sent Igaguri his coldest glare to immediately force Igaguri to lose all his reasons.

"Ue-chan, that's mean." Bachira told him. "So?" Ueyama killed the conversation fast like how he wanted his career–

"It's okay, Igaguri. You'll get to play next time." Isagi pats Igaguri's back. "I'll destroy you, Ueyama! When I am on court, I'll show you how dangerous I am!" Igaguri declared at Ueyama. Kuon jumps in between them and tries to calm them down.

"Sure, I need to see your potential on court and see how capable you are, but now's not the time so suck it up." Ueyama walked out of the room, he can't handle the stares in him anymore.

"I am perfectly capable on court, idiot!" Igaguri let himself get the last word in their argument.

"Why's he like that?" Naruhaya wondered. "Uhm, he did say something the same to me last night." Isagi said. "What was it?"

"He said, he doesn't want to be teammates with weak ones and that he wanted to see your potential." Isagi hummed. "True. This is Blue Lock, no one wants to be dragged down. I also would want the same." Imamura crossed his arms.

"Ue-chan is like that but all he wants is the team to win. He means well." Bachira said as he smiled widely, defending him. Kuon then cleared his throat, "Ahem, so, we'll go for the win with Isagi-kun as our focal point at center forward."

"Roger!" Bachira confirmed. "Isagi's ranking is just above mine, how can you tell we'll definitely win this?" Igaguri said as he tied his shoes in frustration from earlier.

"Stop complaining, Igaguri." Kunigami told him with his stern voice. "I don't wanna play defense.." Naruhaya stretched his shoulders. "All we gotta do is win right?" Raichi grinned as he stretched his arms. "'All we gotta do is win.'? Right.." Chigiri is somewhat worried about what's to come.

"Can you really play in goal?" Imamura asked Iemon. "I lost at 'janken' so I'll just do it."

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[Back to the field]

"In the first selection, all fouls will be called by VAR. Building 5's first match will be half-game, consisting of 45 minutes. Team X versus Team Z. Time for kick-off." The voice from the speakers above announced.