Blue Lock X (Kuroko) Reader

Chapter 40

Again, don't ask me to update unless you want to be muted forever and not be able to see any updates for any of my books. It's annoying. Literally ready the A/N. I rarely give out second chances so that's on you guys.
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-3rd POV-

Reo scrolled through the comments, his brows furrowing. Then looked at the other male, "Nagi, can we talk for a second?" He asked.

"Yeah. Sure." Nagi looked at him.

He was silent for a bit, before opening his mouth, "Now that I'm...down to 16th place with 34 million, it's starting to feel really dicey with the cut-off point at 23rd with 18 million. You're still in the safe zone with 40 million. If we mess up next game and go down again, we could end up at 24th or lower, which is the real danger zone. We need to put up results in the final round. We have to keep goi—"

"Yes. I was thinking the same thing." He said.

"Huh?"

"Reo, we need to change." He said, making his friend's eyes widen, "I've been feeling a bit off...ever since we won the first round. I can't get that fervor to come back. I've been feeling lost...But...the moment didn't wait for me...and my nemeses were getting further and further ahead. If we don't keep changing. We will never reach the world number one spot." His aura raised.

"Nagi..."

"Let's change, Reo. Give me some new heat."

The said male's brows furrowed, "...Yes. I have an idea..."

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German Team Monitor Room

"...We'll go with a style that has a number of options. Based on this basic forms of offense and defense. That's the strategy. Let me say this: Whoever comes in second will not be remembered. If you're not number one, you won't leave your mark on this world." Noa started walking off, "Bastard Munchen, we will win this, and make our mark in history."

"Yes!" Isagi and a few others said.

"I'm heading to bed." He said, as the door slid open, "I'll pass the baton to a special guest." He looked at the person, "Go ahead, dictator."

"Shut up, shut up. Get the hell out and go to bed, you bastard." Ego said.

"Yes, yes. G'night." He said, walking off.

(Y/n) nodded, about to follow, but was held back by a hand on her head, making her blink with dotted eyes.

"Not you. I need you here too." The black haired male said, turning her back around to face the group, 'Trying to steal my daughter away...bastard...I'm the one who got her to join.' He thought.

"Mister Ego...?" Yukimiya questioned.

"Hey, hey, diamonds in the rough. I wanted to personally say a few words before the final round. First of all, when this Neo-Egoist League started. I gave you the "key" to win, remember?"

"Uhm..." Igarashi raised a brow.

"Proof of "originality..." Hiori said.

"That's right...Hitting the barrier of the real world, as you continue to fight through the salary bidding system. Now, what does originality mean to you guys?" Ego questioned them.

"Huh?" Isagi's eyes widen.

"Your own personal playstyle? Or maybe how much money you're worth? No, those are just superficial answers. Originality equals hunger. You weren't born with it. It wasn't taught to you. "What do you hunger for?" Is what makes a person's originality."