𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃┃𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤

➤ 𝗎-20 𝗂𝗂𝗂.

❛ 𝟢𝟦𝟧 ──★ ˙𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 ̟ !! ❜

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 inside the Blue Lock Meeting Room where Ego awaited them. (M/n) took the front-row seat with Rin and Bachira on either side of him. He patiently waited for everyone to enter the room so Ego could begin his lecture. All the while, Bachira lazily placed his head in the younger boy's lap, which, of course, received a murderous glare from Rin.

"All of you, gather in the meeting room," Ego finally said. "Well, well, Team Blue Lock. How was your first day of the last training camp before your match against the u-20? I'm sure your bodies must starting to wake up."

"Now it's time to wake up your brains. Let's talk about the "Miracle Equation." The phenomena called "Flow." That which is indispensable to becoming the best striker in the world. I'll teach you how to set your life ablaze." Ego grinned while staring at his audience.

After a lengthy explanation of this new state that (M/n) has never heard of before, he shifted in his seat, eager to get back on the field.

"I'm sure you understand by now," Ego crossed his arms over his chest. "The door to victory against the u-20 will only open if, on the day of the match, the 11 players from Blue Lock that stand on the field enter the Flow State."

"𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 workout there, boy genius." Oliver Aiku called out to Sae, taking the male off guard. "Let's have a little chat."

"No," Sae replied firmly, walking past him with the same frown he always wore.

"Even if it's about this (M/n) Hinata, I've heard so much about?" Oliver smirked once he saw Sae halt in his steps slowly turning back towards him.

"What do you want? Make it quick."

"Well," Oliver began, "I caught your little violent tag-along staring at this picture on his phone for a good little while. I thought it was some chick, turns out, it's this cute boy on the Blue Lock team we're going up against tomorrow."

Sae felt his hands ball up into fists as he mentally took a deep breath to control himself before speaking. "And what does that have to do with me?"

Oliver chuckled softly, strutting his way in front of Sae. "After hearing him express his love for the guy, he blabbered about you being close friends with him, so I was thinking...you could hook a brother up?"

Sae felt like punching something, specifically the man right in front of him. He sighed, taking a few seconds to regain himself. "You've got to be ridiculously fucking dumb if you think that there's even the slightest chance of me giving you his number."

Oliver shrugged with a small smile. "Hey, I say the odds are 10-90." Sae rubbed his temples. "Even if I wanted to, I'm 100% sure he's not interested."

"Oh? And how would you know? You know his type? Please tell."

"We went on a date." Sae quickly interrupted, a hint of pride evident in his tone. "Y-You went on a d-date with him..?" Oliver cuffed his hand over his mouth as if to prevent a peal of laughter from coming out. 

Sae rolled his eyes to the back of his head and turned on his heels. He couldn't stand talking to the man anymore. One more word out of him and he really would've got a nice, clean punch to the face.

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 the day. The day all soccer fans were awaiting. The match between the u-20 and Blue Lock.

It was 15 minutes before the match and (M/n) impatiently bounced up and down by Niko. The latter eyed him curiously. "Are you nervous?"

"Nervous?! Why would I be nervous?!"

"Well, we are going up against strong players." He reasoned, tightening the lace on his shoestring.

"Yeah, but don't you feel that ounce of anticipation bubbling deep inside you!!" (M/n) started doing jumping jacks. He couldn't control his emotions at the moment, he didn't know what to do.

"No," Niko frowned slightly. "I feel dread bubbling inside me. Us winning will have to be some sort of miracle."

"Niko..." (M/n) pouted, placing his hands on his hip. "Stop being negative and just remember what Ego said, alright!"

Niko took in the sight in front of him. This boy was actually so majestic. Like you could tell god had a favorite when creating him. 

"Ri-Right!"

"There we go! That's the spirit!" (M/n) patted NIko's shoulder before jogging over to Isagi and Bachira.

"(N/n)! The uniform looks so good on you!" Bachira complimented, eyeing the boy up and down. 

"Really? Thanks, I guess." (M/n) blushed, not knowing how to take a compliment so out of the blue such as that.

"It's weird that this is our first time wearing a Blue Lock uniform," Isagi commented.

"Yep," Bachira agreed. "I'd say it's about time~"

"We're really playing against the u-20," Chigiri joined in on the conversation, using a brush to gently pull apart the knots in (M/n)'s hair. "We've all come crazy far."

"But today won't be the end," Nagi added. "In fact, we're just getting started."

"Yeah," Isagi replied, staring down at the ground.

Win or lose, this match was going to a game-changer for all of them.

NEXT CHAPTER: U-20 IV.

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