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3.26. Tiniest Of Gaps

"Welcome to Neo Egoist League, Match 7!"

Bachira dashed out onto the pitch with a whoop. Above them, the casters' voices rang out, and on the other side of the pitch, PXG took the field. Compared to himself, they looked incredibly serious. Bachira didn't know why - after all, it was only their auction value they were playing for.

As usual, he was hyped. PXG were strong - probably stronger than Bastard or Ubers. Their players were all incredible, and Bachira wanted to see that for himself.

Otoya tossed a casual arm around his shoulder as he followed. "Ready?"

"When am I not?" Bachira grinned, poking Otoya in the side. The other boy yelped with surprise, scowling playfully back at him.

"True." He nodded, glancing across at PXG. "But they're like... really good."

"Ah, who cares?" Bachira did a little spin, flinging his arms out. If he was honest, he didn't know what he was doing. It was just fun to move, fun to play around. "So what if they're strong? We just have to be stronger."

Otoya huffed. "And if not?"

"Then it doesn't matter...!" Bachira laughed. "The two things that really matter here are raising auction value, having fun, and looking cool."

"That's three things, Bachira."

"My mommy always said you should give more than people expect."

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing." Bachira waved a hand, smiling. He looked back towards PXG. They were spreading out over the pitch, the ball waiting patiently in the centre for their kick-off. Holding out a hand, he winked at Otoya. "See you soon?"

"Yup." Otoya first gave him a fist bump, then slapped their palms together. He smirked, and ran off.

Bachira craned his head upwards, listening as the casters spoke. "With that, are you all ready?!" He imagined the noise of a crowd cheering, and grinned. "PXG against Barcha, kickoff!"

The game started.

PXG's attacking players consisted of Rin, Nanase, and Tokimitsu grouped around a blond boy in the middle. Charles Chevalier, the fancy pass dude. Bachira solemnly thought. They didn't bother trading many passes - as soon as possible, Rin was running right towards them down the centre of the field.

Bachira whooped, and ran for Rin as well. I can't wait... come on, Rin. Show me what you've got.

They got within a few metres of each other. Rin tried to break past him, faking to one side and stepping for the other, but Bachira easily followed. You can't use my own stuff against me, Rinnie...

Though, Rin took it a step further. He'd faked left, and when Bachira thought he was going to run right, he faked right as well, and took an extra step back towards the left. Bachira still managed to follow, impressed. "Okayy, okay... pretty good."

Rin's eyes narrowed with annoyance. Bachira grinned cheerfully, closing the distance between himself and Rin. "I'll be taking this, thanks!"

As Bachira's leg shot out, trying to steal away the ball, Rin took a few quick steps backwards. He glanced behind him, and before Bachira could press him further, he passed away. "No chance." He muttered.

At Bachira's side, Otoya appeared. The boy gave him a nod and a grin, holding his ground. "What's up?"

"The cold, hard, concrete roof." Bachira chirped. He gestured at the PXG players. "But in front of us, a lot of boring guys."

They tried another attack, right down the centre again. This time, instead of it just being Rin, Nanase and Tokimitsu joined in. Otoya moved towards Nanase with the ball. Bachira held back slightly, waiting to see who Nanase passed to.