𝓑𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝓟𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐊 𐬹 𝓫𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝓵𝐨𝐜𝐤

𝓒𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝓣𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝓞𝐍𝐄 ★ 𝓻𝐞𝐝 𝓿𝐬 𝔀𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞

Looking down at his sleeve Akira was pleased that his number had jumped up, he was now the third highest-ranked player in Blue Lock, behind Rin and Aryu, which had him grinning from ear to ear, 'Vamos! ainda trabalho para fazer' he thought his determination to improve, brighter than ever.

"Naturally, there are no fake numbers this time round, these ranks are in the order in which you passed the first stage. You've put forth a suitable showing, each of you is a player who can turn 0 into 1 on the field, to move forward you'll need to figure out and fix your talents to enhance one another. Only strikers who are able to enhance their egos will get the opportunity to move on. Use any means necessary, to win." And with that Ego was gone once more, leaving the two teams alone with each other.

"Wow he's put together a pretty devious game" Bachira mused his hands now clasped behind his head, "We advance by winning and forming a team of five" Nagi asked "Bingo, given the circumstances it sounds like we can take our sweet time picking who we play against, what do you think Isagi?" The dual-coloured teen asked looking to the blue-eyed boy who was deep in thought. "Let's go for Akira" his words were met with little resistance or protest, as they turned to look at the team that sat across the room. Waiting for the right moment when they could propose the match-up.

"This is going to be diversão" The bronzed teen beamed at Aryu who couldn't help but smile at the boy's cuteness. "We should play against ranks four through six that would be fair and glam, beating the losers who just walked in would be much too easy. So sad. Destroying them would be an ugly look" While Akira wanted to protest what his teammate had said Rin beat him to it.

"Shut up, I don't care who we play. I'll win and move on no matter the circumstance, you two don't even need to join in" The younger Itoshi said turning away from the two and making them stand up, "Huh, I admit your whole vibe is absurdly glam. However, you would be a fool if you disregarded my talents" The two spiralled into an argument, while Akira silently watched not bothering with wasting his energy on trying to stop them.

"Glam?" Bachira questioned confused as to what was going on "Short for glamorous" Nagi explained as they turned their attention back to the team across from them. "Don't get it twisted, the only reason we formed a team is because we passed that last stage quickly and ended up here together. You're just stepping stones on my journey, all of you and Blue Lock as well. I can join the U-20's national team if I win this thing, it's the only reason I'm here why I'm succeeding. Everything I do is to get on the national team and surpass my older brother. Crushing him is everything to me, my purpose for playing football."