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Goal 8 | Team W vs Team Z

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Goal 8: Team W vs Team Z

[Building 5, Match 7]

The blow of the whistle was heard across the wide field of Building 5, signalling that the match had started.

The Wanima brothers were loud and weird, Ueyama thought. Team Z was arranged according to Kuon's formation. Ueyama was placed beside Bachira and they haven't talked to each other in awhile. The Wanima brothers chose to go through where Imamura is, which is the opposite side where Ueyama was placed.

"Wha-! What's with them?! Someone stop them!" Imamura yelled.

The two idiot brothers had been passing the ball to evade the back player of Team Z. Ueyama's instinct acted up and ran after the two, he noticed Kuon's dreading face and so he stopped going after them. Instead, he was running towards them at a normal pace.

Bachira saw the sudden change in the taller one's behavior and raised a brow. "Our weapon is our eye contact. It's not something a makeshift defense can see through. That's what my brother is trying to say deep down!" Keisuke Wanima, one of the Wanima brothers spoke.

Ueyama somehow cringed at this, "first of all, no one asked." The Wanima brothers were startled at the voice behind them. "U-Ueyama-!"

"Oh, you know me?"

Running towards the goal where Chigiri and Isagi are waiting, Chigiri wondered why Ueyama wasn't doing anything. "Chigiri?" Keisuke perked up. "You mean Chigiri, whose leg is made out of glass?"

Ueyama's eyes traveled to Chigiri whose eyes can't even look straight infront. Isagi looked at him the same way. "Hey bro! Can you still believe he's still playing soccer? Uhuh! If I may say this, as his former teammate," Ueyama saw how the twin went around on Chigiri. "Your time as a player is over." Keisuke sneered and got Chigiri's foot stuck on the ground. "That's what my bro says!"

A surprised look took over Ueyama's face when Chigiri, for once, looked serious and was about to go after them but, "Oi, oi, is that wise? Using that glass leg?" Isagi jumped in and kicked the ball away from Junichi's foot, making him trip. "What the hell, man?! That's foul! Hey, Mr. VAR!- that's what my bro yellin' about!"

"Aahh, can you shut up? Your voice is very irritating." Ueyama clicked his tongue. "I know it's the borderline, you noisy chick twins. But they didn't call it, so it doesn't count." Isagi then passed the ball to Imamura. "Don't heed anything that they say, Chigiri! Don't let them get to you." He added. "The past doesn't matter."

"Shut up, visionary. Leave me alone."

"... I'm not saying it to you." Isagi then ran away leaving Ueyama and Chigiri alone. Ueyama's dual colored eyes are set on Chigiri. "Don't mind him, as I've said before, it'll be over soon. Just let everything happen." Ueyama puts a hand on his shoulder before moving on to whatever's gonna happen next.

Running towards where Imamura is since he's being blocked and guarded by two players, he quickly signaled him to pass it to him and Imamura did. He then read the whole field's position, 'They don't seem to even try their hardest, like they know what's gonna happen soon. In the view, winning. But Kuon..' His eyes travelled to Kuon at his fast pace, he's wearing the same dreadful face. 'If Kuon..'

Something then clicked in his mind, making him smirk and chuckle deep inside. "I know now- Kuon!" At the mention of his name, a flying ball came in his direction. The timing, the positioning, even though Ueyama wasn't really participating in their practice, he got them perfectly- to perfectly execute his specialty. Kuon jumped highest and hit the ball to the goal's direction.