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007.

'JAPAN FOOTBALL UNION' is what it said on the sign.

'Tell me I'm in the right place and don't tell me if I'm lost.' You took a deep breath before opening the door.

You were met with a bunch of backs facing you, seeming to be all guys from the looks of it.

You remembered the letter having said something about you being the only girl in the program.

Who thought it will be a good idea to put a girl with a bunch of teenage boys?

'...Seems about right.' You decided to not cause any attention towards you and sat in a corner to wait.

'Woah, a hat trick...' You started watching some clips of famous players scoring impressive goals.

"Ahem. Congratulations, you unpolished gems." A voice spoke, causing the whole room to turn silent in an instant.

"...." You put your phone back in your bag.

"According to my personal judgement and biases, the best strikers under 18 are the 300 of you." A light was shined on the stage, on a certain man.

"My name is Ego Jinpachi. I was hired to make Japan a world cup champion." He introduced himself with a slightly tilted head.

The room's atmosphere turned heavy.

"A world champion?" You muttered out as you raise your eyebrow.

You find this man on the stage to be quite straightforward which you like, but delusional from what you hear so far.

"To put it simply, the only thing required for Japanese football to become the best in the world is the birth of a revolutionary striker."

"With the 300 of you here, I will conduct an experiment to create the world's best striker."

'Best striker.... Is there even a tiny spark of hope for that in this country?' You deadpanned.

"Look, this is the facility created for that purpose, 'Blue Lock'."

"Starting today, you'll all be living together while undergoing the special training I've devised."

'......Give me a taser as self protection equipment and I'll accept it.'

"You can't return to your homes, and this marks the end of your previous football careers."

'Good thing police won't go find me after this..... and for your information, I don't have any careers in the first place, I'm not risking anything here.' You started rambling out in your mind.

"But I promise this. Whoever survives this Blue Lock and outlast the other 299, the last remaining person will become the world's best striker."

"That concludes my explanation. Nice to meet you all."

The room is still quiet and heavy until someone decided to speak up.

"Hey! Sorry, but I can't agree with what you said just now." You heard a voice in the distance.

"For most of us, out team is our main priority... Particularly those of us who'll participate at nationals."

"There's no way I can accept those kinds of terms. I...I will not throw away my own team."

'What is this hero wanna be speech? It's so heart warming that I'm cringing from it.'

"That's right! I'm also playing at nationals!"

"And why do we have to all live together!"

"Yeah! Yeah!"

"Who the hell are you anyways?!"