Yukimiya Kenyu stood at the sidelines, his gaze fixed on the intense match unfolding before him. Bastard Munchen was in trouble, and he knew it. The beauty of the team, Chouka Frey, had just been led off the field, his usually graceful movements now replaced by the stumbling steps of someone too weak to continue. The announcement echoed through the stadium, stirring a mix of anticipation and anxiety among the players.
"It seems like Bastard Munchen is facing a sudden obstacle as their butterfly is too weak to fly on the field any longer! Master Striker Noa subs in Yukimiya Kenyu in place of Chouka Frey."
Yukimiya took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment settle on his shoulders. This was his chance to prove himself, to show that he could rise to the occasion when his team needed him the most.
Noa's voice cut through the tension, sharp and clear. "Yukimiya, remember your role. Be the game changer we need."
Yukimiya nodded, his mind already running through the strategies they had practiced. He had spent countless hours honing his skills, and now it was time to put them to the test. He positioned himself, feeling the adrenaline surge through his veins.
But beneath that rush of energy, a darker emotion simmered. Anger. Frustration. It had been gnawing at him ever since his eye condition had become a problem, ever since he had been sidelined, watching others take the spot that should have been his. Now, that frustration was bubbling to the surface. 'I won't let this chance slip away,' he thought, clenching his fists. 'Not this time.'
His vision blurred slightly, a reminder of the condition that had almost cost him his career. But he shook it off, focusing on the task at hand. 'I can still do this,' he reassured himself. 'I have to.'
As Yukimiya stepped onto the field, the atmosphere shifted. There were no crowds to cheer or boo, just the quiet intensity of the players and the muted sounds of the game. It felt surreal, like the whole world had narrowed down to this one moment.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the field, Nagi Seishiro and Reo Mikage were celebrating a recent goal for FC Barcha. Nagi, with his usual laid-back demeanor, flashed a rare smile as Reo clapped him on the back.
"That was all you, man," Reo said, his voice filled with excitement. "Seriously, that was perfect!"
Nagi shrugged, a slight grin still playing on his lips. "It was alright."
But despite the casual words, there was a flicker of satisfaction in Nagi's eyes, a hint that he was enjoying this, maybe more than he cared to admit.
From Bastard Munchen's side, Riku watched the celebration with a frown. "We can't let them get too comfortable," he muttered under his breath, already gearing up for the next play. His determination mirrored Yukimiya's; they both knew that this match wasn't over yet, not by a long shot.
Back on the field, Yukimiya quickly found himself in possession of the ball. His heart pounded in his chest as he glanced around, assessing his options. His vision wavered again, and for a split second, doubt crept in. What if he couldn't see the play clearly? What if he messed up?
But then he remembered Noa's words. Be the game changer.
Yukimiya nodded, his mind already running through the strategies they had practiced. He had spent countless hours honing his skills, and now it was time to put them to the test. He positioned himself, feeling the adrenaline surge through his veins.
'This is it, Kenyu. Don't mess this up. Show them you're more than just the guy with the weak eye.'
The match resumed with Manshine City aggressively pushing forward. Nagi Seishiro and Reo Mikage were at the heart of it, their seamless chemistry on full display. Nagi, with his unorthodox yet effective moves, had just scored, and the two of them were celebrating with a shared look that spoke volumes of their connection. The sight made Yukimiya's stomach tighten.
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Unleashed Natura: Wings, Paws, & Scales.
FanfictionUnleashed Natura: Wings, Paws, & Scales. An ocs x blue lock fanfiction.