08. SUPPLY DEMAND

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✾_________AS NONE of the strikers were in need of any medical care, Kiomi simply ran around the two buildings assigned to her, avoiding players and acting as the manager she technically was. For the past two days, the players who survived the 'entrance exam' had just trained without participating in any matches, so her job wasn't as hard as it probably would be in the future.

The only problem she had was two days ago, after the first elimination of players, when she had to escort them out of the building. Safe to say, not all of them were happy about it.

She had just finished eating in the dining room, which was separated just for the staff, and was slowly making her way toward her room. When she finally got there, she saw a box in front of her door.

She picked it up. It wasn't really heavy but not the lightest either. Kiomi looked it over, searching for any kind of note or indication of what it might be, but she found nothing.

She took it inside her room and found some scissors to cut the tape open. When she did, all she found was a box full of blue fabric and a piece of paper with something neatly written on it.

'Ego told me to send you the clothes you will be wearing from now on. He just decided to make some wardrobe policy; I have no idea what it's about, but this is what he wants all the staff to wear. I will probably try to fight him about this, as it is absolutely horrendous. Wish me luck, Anri.'

Furrowing her eyebrows at the note, Kiomi decided to take a look for herself and see if it really was as bad as Anri said. She knew her sister was the one who cared more about fashion and clothes between the two of them.

'She wasn't joking,' Kiomi thought to herself as she took out a collared shirt, dark blue in color, just as everything in Blue Lock was. It had short white sleeves for some reason and the word 'STAFF' written on both the front and back in bold white letters.

Kiomi put the shirt back into the box and into the closet, deciding to pretend like she never even received it.

Looking at her desk, she decided to go over the schedule for tomorrow. The games were finally starting, with at least one game being played in each building.

She sighed lowly, deciding to just go to sleep and not think about it for the moment. It would be a problem for future her.

Well, her future self was far from pleased, as she was woken up by the alarm Ego sounded in each room of all five buildings. After she got ready for the day, she decided to eat a quick breakfast before her work started.

Looking at the clock, she saw that it was 08:03. Deciding it wasn't worth wasting any more energy on making her eye bags look more presentable, she stepped out of her room.

Not even letting her take full five steps, Ego's face appeared on a screen on the wall that she hadn't even noticed before. Startled, she stopped in her tracks and slowly turned towards it, glaring at the screen.

"What are you wearing?" Ego didn't waste a single second as he asked his question, making Kiomi look down at her clothes, which were anything but the clothes he had ordered all staff to wear.

"What else—"

"The clothes I asked Anri to send you," he answered her question before she even got the chance to ask.

"No clothes arr—" Once again, she was interrupted, but this time by him switching the screen to show a photo of her picking up the box last night.

Even though she was thankful she didn't have to look at his face any longer, she groaned loudly, throwing her hands up in the air.

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