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𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 4

A/n: Sorry for not posting in so long, I had no motivation whatsoever. This chapter isn't as long as a usual chapter and I apologize for that, I hope I can soon make longer chapters again.

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"Take up your weapons, strikers! Identify it clearly. Which weapon will you use to mess with the other team, make them yield, and destroy them? Think hard about what you can do with your body and your mind! It's always your weapon that kick-starts this revolution known as scoring! Victory can only exist once you get beyond that."

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1st POV

"My weapon is my magnificent shooting techniques and my motto is: 'Sexy soccer!'" Raichi announces as we all sit in a circle, telling Kuon our weapons while he is writing everything down. "Mine is getting in behind." Naruhaya says and Gagamaru tells us his weapon is 'being physical'. "I'm an allrounder." Iemon says, "Mine's my 'never give up' attitude!" Igarashi yells. 'Yeah, but with your talent you should probably give up' I think while deadpanning.

"Mine's the power in my left-footed shots." Kunigami states. "Mine's... dribbling.." Bachira mutters while falling down on my lap and just sleeping. Kuon writes all that down as he says, "'Dribbling.' Mine is my jumping. Who's next? Isagi?" "My weapon? Oh, hm.. I wonder what it is..." 'Bro?' I side glance at him.

"Your passing?" Igarashi inquires "No, I can't say that as a striker." Isagi tries to defend himself as Raichi speaks up "The fact you don't even know means you're doomed. Next!" 'Why did he say it like that? So much sass.. Woah.' "Wait, hold on..." "Well, tell us when you think of something." Kuon says as he looks at mine and Chigiri's direction. "Y/n? Chigiri? What are your weapons?" "Not telling." Chigiri mutters as we all look in his direction.

"Huh? But that's the whole point of this conversation." "I know, but I don't want to say it." Chigiri continues to mutter. "What the hell? Let's just ignore the selfish queen over there." "Guess we'll have to. Y/n, what about you?" Kuon asks me. "Uh, probably speed or something." I say nonchalantly while running my hand trough Bachira's hair, which calmed my anxiety slightly down, what I said before was a lie though, because I'm mostly an allrounder and if I'm being honest, this scenario's kinda sketchy.

"Okay. Anyways, a striker needs a powerful weapon, and how you make use of it is important." 'Did this bitch really just said 'anyways' after I finished talking? Excuse me?' "But if everyone just does what they want, won't it end up like the last game?" "Can we really win by doing what Ego told us to?" "Even with weapons, if we aren't coordinated, they're meaningless."

"Can't we come up with a strategy where all of us can shine or something?" Isagi asks after all other people were finished throwing in their opinion. Kuon thinks a little and then says "I see. Yeah, this might work. This way, we'll all get an equal chance." 'Oh gosh, what has he planned now?' "With this strategy, we might win." 'Might?' "It's called: Operation: 'Next up, it's me' eleven!" 'Wow, that's the shittiest thing he's said all day and that says something. This man's always talking weird shit.'

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We were now on the training field, trying to coordinate our team to actually work together. "Time it so it gets to me here!" Kunigami instructed Bachira as I am currently trying to block Chigiri from going anywhere close to the ball or net. I don't know if it was just me, but I think I saw Chigiri smiling at that? Why? I mean, I don't mind I guess, but I'm curious, I wanna know.

Meanwhile Gagamaru seemed to have a problem with the way Raichi was passing to him "Not like that. I want it to feet." 'Ah, yes. Exactly.' I think jokingly, but in all seriousness, I couldn't explain it any better. I'm shit when it comes to explaining things. "Okay, okay. Stop whining." Raichi uttered as he scratched his head.