The first match was Team A Vs Team B. The match allowed everyone to see how well Shido and Rin can cooperate with each other and it was absolute shit. They are clearly unable to coexist on the same team. The two of them even ended up throwing hands at the end of the match as if they weren't the ones who one.
Reo had used the match as a way to observe and evaluate Rin's skill. As Blue Lock's rank one, he must be a skilled player since he was able to score against the world class players, even if the world class players were going easy on them.
At the end of the match, Reo could tell that Rin was quite talented. His movements were fast and sharp, prediction and positioning on point and his accuracy was amazing, it's just that his vision was not as great as Isagi.... so Isagi had gotten better huh? Someone who could score while competing with the top four in Blue Lock is of course also gifted. Maybe under Isagi's guidance, Nagi had learnt a lot... that's why Nagi was able to make it to rank six after right?
"Now the second match, Team A Vs Team C."
Ego then began drawing names for Team A.
"Igarashi Gurimu."
"Aryu Jyubei."
"Ishikari Yukio, put your vests on and move onto the field."
"Now for Team C, Gagamaru Gin."
"Tanaka Shingen."
"And lastly Mikage Reo, move onto the field."
Team A Vs Team C
Itoshi Rin Yukimiya Kenyu
Shido Ryusei Nagi Seishiro
Igarashi Gurimu Gagamaru Gin
Aryu Jyubei Tanaka Shingen
Ishikari Yukio Mikage Reo'I can't avoid it...' Reo took his vest and wore it before making his way towards the field, 'I'll have to play with Nagi again...'
As soon as the doors opened, grey eyes stared right into purple ones. They were now on the same team. Maybe it was fate that lead to Nagi's wishes being granted- or maybe even without wishing Reo's destiny would still be intertwined with his, but Nagi did not complain. As long as Reo was on the same side as him again, he's more than happy. But for Reo it was different.
To be tied down by someone... it's harmful to Reo- toxic even. Mikages are independents who fly through own self development. Though in his mind, Reo hates being one, but in his veins is the blood of a Mikage. Maybe the strings of 'destiny' and 'fate' tying Reo to Nagi would end up wrapping around his neck and choking him to death. No, maybe they weren't even strings, but thick metal chains. It's clear that if Reo doesn't cut off the chains, it'll be over for him.
... But somethings are easier to think of than to actually do.
"Good luck purple bun~" Shido spoke as he stood opposite of Reo.
Reo glanced back at Nagi, collecting the strands of his purple hair into his hand to tie it. He then turned his head back forward again.
"Keep your eyes on me..."
It was unclear who he had said that to, but Nagi desperately hoped it was for him.
"Yeah..." Nagi replied softly, it was almost like a exhale of his breath. He could no longer reply to his former partner with so much confidence without even needing to question if Reo was talking to him anymore. But even so, his eyes will always be on Reo automatically without anyone needing to tell him to do so.
Reo did not respond to his answer negatively, so Nagi will just say those words for him.
Team A Vs Team C
0 - 0As soon as the match started, Nagi immediately passed to Reo without any hesitation. Reo began running straight towards the goal with Nagi following right behind him as Shido got closer and closer.
"Reo over he-" before Nagi could even finish his sentence, Reo had performed a fast scissors feint followed up with a Marseille turn to move around Shido and continue towards the goal. A perfect imitation of Bachira's skills.
"Hah, you're exploding purple bun~" smirked Shido before chasing after Reo who continues to break through Team A defence alone.
'Reo...' Nagi stared at the back of Reo that was getting further and further away, his eyes holding a shine, 'Reo's amazing...' He began running after him.
"I've seen that somewhere before," Rin appeared a few metres in front of Reo, "a copy or are you the original?"
"Bet you've seen this before too," Reo stuck out his tongue and rushed forward without slowing down before kicked the ball in the air, leaping up in the air while rotating his body at top speed then kicking the ball without even facing the goal. A no-look shot.
In the first match with Team A Vs Team B, the first goal was scored by Shido who had appeared last moment and scored a no-look shot. In a short amount of time, Reo had been able to analyse that shot and recreate it in his own way... what a frightening player Mikage Reo is.
Team A Vs Team C
0 - 1"You..." Rin stared at Reo with a non-readable expression. Impressed? Maybe. Annoyed? Probably. Disgusted? Could be.
"You're getting better purple bun!" Shido put wrapped his arm around Reo's shoulder, "that was explosive!"
"Get off me we're not even on the same team right now," Reo nudged Shido with his elbow.
"Shouldn't you thank me for the inspiration instead? That looked sick," Shido grinned and let go of Reo.
"Tch... An antenna freak and a copy cat," Rin glared at the two of them.
"Oi oi this is called talent, to recreate a goal in a short amount of time, are you able to do it?" Shido smiled provokingly at Rin. "Great analysation and observation, creativity and changing or adding moves to accommodate your short ends to recreate something, can you do all of that?"
"Hmp..." Rin walked away silently.
Shido wasn't wrong. Copying another's skill with different physics and specialities is hard. Reo who could do it as well as swap styles smoothly and learn in a small amount of time could be considered a genius... a monster.
The development of Reo was a shock to Nagi. Reo's play style was different and while he was doing great for himself, a part of Nagi itched to receive a pass from Reo once more. Reo had changed... a lot.
'You're no longer the Reo I know...'
TO BE CONTINUED...
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