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Nakamura Jin'ichiro, participant of the Blue Lock programme, so tell us, why you decided to become a footballer?
Umm... because if I don't, I'll die...?
Apart from Jin'ichiro, a...
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Sometimes, I wake up and I wonder,
Why am I alive?
A wisp of wind blew in through the open window as Jin'ichiro opened his eyes, a bright turquoise reflected in his hazy red eyes. They blinked before trailing to the side to look at Jin'ichiro's alarm, already accustomed to waking up to the bright screen. Upon seeing that it was 11.55 at night, the red haired male groaned and buried his face in his pillow.
SYSTEM BETTA
[USER HAS COME OF AGE.CHOOSE A] [CATEGORY.]
A. SPORTS B. ARTS C. ACADEMICS D. GOVERNMENT E.ENTERTAINMENT F.FINANCE G.SCIENCES H.RANDOM
[USER MUST CHOOSE BEFORE HE REACHES 17]
[TIME REMAINING: 3 MINUTES 58 SECONDS ]
Jin'ichiro groaned even more. It will soon be his birthday, his seventeenth birthday. Not that it mattered to the male, but the choice is due in a few minutes. Jin'ichiro stared at the floating screen blankly. This system-no, this abomination has been stuck with him ever since he was born.
This sorry excuse of an assistance system was trash. Absolutely trash. Jin'ichiro thought as he scrolled through the options. "Why isn't there an option that says become rich? You said you'd give me an appealing variety of choices." Jin'ichiro scowled.
"We still have rent and life expenses to pay off this month." Jin'ichiro mumbled, his fingers scrolling through the options.
The system paused.
BETTA SYSTEM:
[APOLOGIES, I CANNOT SUPPLY YOU MONEY.]
...
At that moment, Jin'ichiro had the strong urge to punch it.
"Hey Betta," Jin'ichiro called, "Your job is to assist me. So do your job." Jin'ichiro told the system, his eyes narrowed in agitation.
...
SYSTEM BETTA:
[SYSTEM CANNOT COMPREHEND. IF YOU REQUIRE ANY ASSISTANCE, FEEL FREE TO INQUIRE.]
Jin'ichiro furrowed his brows in frustration.
The male then turned away from the screen and pulling up his blanket. He gives up. It's such a useless system.
As he was about to close his eyes, the screen popped up again, glitching down to Jin'ichiro's eye level.
SYSTEM BETTA:
[USER HAS COME OF AGE.CHOOSE A CATEGORY.]
A. SPORTS B. ARTS C. ACADEMICS D. GOVERNMENT E.ENTERTAINMENT F.FINANCE G.SCIENCES H.RANDOM
[USER MUST CHOOSE BEFORE HE REACHES 17]
[TIME REMAINING: 0 minutes 0 seconds ]
[USER HAS FAILED TO MEET DEADLINE. PENALTY WILL BE GIVEN AS PUNISHMENT FOR NOT BEING PUNCTUAL :(]
[CHOICE WILL BE CHOSEN BY SYSTEM]
[CHOSEN ASPECT: SPORTS]
[ASSIGNED PATH: SOCCER]
[PENALTY: PLAY SOCCER OR FACE THE MOST EXCRUCIATINGLY PAINFUL AND UNIMAGINABLE DEATH]
[HAPPY BIRTHDAY]
Jin'ichiro squinted his eyes at the screen. Since when has the deadline passed? He glanced at the clock and it was midnight.
He skimmed through the information, internally assessing the content.
"Penalty? How petty." He thought nonchalantly as he continued to read.
His finger paused upon seeing that he was assigned soccer. He was never a soccer guy. He always liked basketball more. Badminton wasn't bad either. But soccer? Nah bro.
His eyes trailed down to look at the information and internally cursed.
"You're literally forcing me to play soccer. Such a great support system." Jin'ichiro grumbled, "Threatening me as well? What are you on...." Jin'ichiro huffed as he read to the end.
[HAPPY BIRTHDAY]
He narrowed his eyes.
"Thanks for wishing me a happy birthday right after you threatened to kill me." He deadpanned.
The system flashed.
SYSTEM BETTA:
[L, YOUR FAULT.]
Jin'ichiro's eyes twitched.
Truly, this was such an amazing support system.
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