Chapter 6: I'm the Next 9... Wait, Who's 1?
Song: Fighter
I hear the wolves calling my name, no surrender
Here only the strong survive
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Louis's POV:
"My greatest weapon is... my dribble," Bachira mumbled, his eyes half-closed like he was about to nap mid-sentence.
"My best weapon? Ha! My awesome shooting technique. I call it 'Sexy football,'" Raichi boasted, striking a pose like he was modeling for a sports magazine. I almost laughed.
"Mine... close-quarters play," Gagamaru muttered, looking like he was trying to remember if that was true. Kuon was diligently scribbled everything down. "Okay, next. Louis," he said, looking at me.
I opened my eyes, still slouched against the wall, doing my best to look like I was paying attention and not about to fall asleep. "My weapon...? Dunno, never really thought about it," I mumbled.
"Weren't you the one who scored our first goal?" Kunigami asked. I think I was.
"Yeah... I don't really know how I did it. The ball just kinda ended up at my feet, so I kicked it...?"
"You're hopeless, Louis," Kuon sighed, shaking his head.
"Isagi?" Kuon asked next, shifting the focus. Isagi scratched his head, thinking, before shrugging. "I don't know yet," he admitted. So uhh they skipped him like they did to me.
"Okay, last one, Chigiri?"
"Don't wanna say it," Chigiri replied, completely refusing to play along. Another hopeless guy, what a good trio we make.
We discussed the game—or rather, they did—and somehow ended up with this brilliant plan they called the 'I'm the Next 9!' tactic. What a lame name!
Over the next few days, we trained. It wasn't easy trying to turn a bunch of strangers into a team. We needed someone to lead us, the strongest one here. Yeah, that should be me acutally... but do I look like one? of course not.
Instead, I focused on expanding my shooting range. At least I could aim for something bigger than that Wannabe King's ego.
Later on Ego announced the first game results, we were in third place after Team W who crushed Team Y with a 5-0 win, and Team V demolished Barou's team with a 5-2 score... Monstious teams everywhere. That meant our next opponents were Team Y, who were hanging by a thread.
As we warmed up on the field, Team Y arrived after us. Their presence didn't feel as intimidating as the Barou's team had.
The game kicked off with Bachira, who quickly found himself surrounded by two defenders from the opposing team.
"Do you really think two defenders can stop me?!" he exclaimed excitedly.
"Actually, it's three," replied another player, a guy with black hair and bangs that obscured his eyes. He perfectly blocked Bachira's path, making him to pass to Isagi on the left wing.
They managed to neutralize our primary weapon; it's hard to believe they did it so quickly. It seems they had a strategy in place, too. After all, they lost their last game, so they had to learn from their mistakes. Unlike us, this is their last chance.
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Ethereal ✦ Blue Lock
Fanfiction⇾ Tensions run high, and bonds form in the most unexpected ways, as 300 players fight for their dreams. But when a wildcard enters the pitch, nothing-no strategy, no ego, no player-will remain the same. ⇽ "He might be the one who scores the goals, b...
