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Chapter 2-The Beginning Of Blue Lock

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Y/n's POV

Isagi seems a bit surprised and shocked that he just ended Kira's career. I also had an hand in that and surprisingly I don't feel bad, it was me or him, and in this case it's always better to choose yourself, and I really didn't know him, so there's no hard feelings.

Bachira then turns to me and sticks his tongue out, I flash him a grin and he does the same.

Y/n: Thanks for receiving my pass, it's great to know that someone was and is on the same frequency as me. Oh, I didn't present myself, I'm Y/n Hoshino

Bachira: That was one hell of a pass! And I knew what your plan was. It was written all over your face. And I'm Meguru Bachira. Pleasure to meet you.

Isagi approaches the both of us, a slightly confused look on his face, I'm not sure at what, probably why me and Bachira made a whole play, but to be honest, it was written all over his face he would shoot, he just needed a little push.

Isagi: Why did you pass it to me? If I hadn't kicked it, you would've lost. And the same to you, Y/n, why did you pass the ball to him?

Bachira: Hm? Because I knew you'd kick it. It was written on your face. 'Only results matter here', right? So I believed in you, and I won, right?

Y/n: My thought process was basically the same. I knew Bachira was gonna shoot, it was the only way the melody sounded good.

Isagi's face seems to let out his thoughts, if I had to guess I would say he's thinking something along the lines of 'These guys are crazy'.

Igarashi: Is this ridiculousness going to continue?

As Igarashi's finishes his sentence Ego's voice is heard again.

Ego: 'Ridiculousness'? You're right. That's the world of 'win or lose'. Those world-class strikers you so casually adore put their lives on the line like this every day. How does it feel to fight for your career for the first time? Does it scare you? Does it excite you?

He seems to love to overexagerate everything he speaks about, as I thought, he must have some kind of defect in that head of his. Maybe he spent too much time analyzing data.

Ego: Are you shaken up? Did it make you go, 'All right! I survived!' That's what victory feels like. Etch that into your brain. Every time you get a taste of that pleasant sensation, your ego grows. And that will elevate you to the heights of world's greatest striker.

So what he's saying is that we should be slaves to our own ego? What an animalistic way of thinking. Although art can, in a way, be the expression of that animalistic side. This place seems interesting, but devoid of music, as I promised, I'll be the one to deliver that art.

Ego: Congratulations. You have passed the admission exam for the Blue Lock dorm.

This crazy game was just the entrance exam? This can only mean that things going forward can only get crazier...I supoose, hell, if I know.

Ego: There're eleven of you in this room. You eleven will be living together. At times, you'll work together. Other times, you'll betray each other. You will be the rivals who wreck each other's dreams. Blue Lock...Team Z.

He seems to go click a button to turn off the monitor so I raise my hand

Ego: Yes, Y/n, right? You have a question?