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Y/n's POV
We all line up, ready to play, I'll play at Rin's right side, Aryu at the left, Rin at the center and Bachira behind Rin. All prepared , until Aryu goes to Chigir on the other side of the pitch and wraps some of his red hair on his finger.
Aryu: What do you use on your hair?
This has to be the weirdest question I've heard in the last 5 years. Everyone seems stunned at the question, and they have their motives.
Chigiri: Huh? Just the stuff in the communal bath, like everyone else
Aryu: But your cuticles are way too glam. You must have natural-born glam.
Chigiri slaps Aryu's hand away, about time, a weird atmosphere was starting to form all around the pitch.
Chigiri: Don't touch my hair
Aryu: Oh, sorry. Your hair's just too beautiful. I obey the laws of glam. It's an honor to be taking on a fellow member of the glam fam. Nice to meet you, Hyoma Chigiri.
Aryu extends his hand for Chigiri to shake, and after a bit the red-hair does shake Aryu's hand.
Chigiri: You have rather a classical-sounding name, in spite of how you look. Nice to meet you, Jyubei Aryu-san.
Suddently Aryu jerks his head back, making us all look at him to see what has gotten into him all of a sudden.
Aryu: Don't call me that!!!! That first name is totally not glam!!! It oozes with the unmistakable outdateness of a Warring States samurai. It is my only complex. Let me erase all thought of it with some glam poses!
He starts posing, he starts fuckin' posing, what am I seeing? What am I witnessing? I facepalm and look at the guy I'll be matching up against- When I see him I see a smile creeping onto my face.
Barou: Shut up, all of you!!! Get into your formation already and let's do this.
Y/n: Calm your horses, fake king.
Barou: Watch your tongue jester, I might destroy sooner if you speak too much.
Y/n: I think I will be the one to see if you are capable of that. Come claim my spot.
Matchup
Y/n Hoshino VS Shoei Barou
Isagi: Okay. In that case, could you switch positions with Barou... Um, Nagi?
Nagi has is gaze down, he looks deep in thought, until he finally lifts his head and scratches his nose.
Nagi: Sorry, Isagi, But can I make a request, too?
Isagi: Huh?
Nagi: I have to do something that excites me. Otherwise, not choosing Reo was pointless. I want to play against the number 1. I want to become stronger.
Matchup
Rin Itoshi VS Seishiro Nagi
Isagi: Okay. But if you lose, I'll crush you myself
That must be the least Isagi thing that Isagi himself is capable of saying. But with all of this matchups sorted, Isagi only has one opponent to face.
Isagi: So, with that sorted... Let's do this, Bachira.
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A Football Idol | Blue Lock X Male Reader
FanfictionBorn out of a mistake, one that almost ruined his mother's career. Since young, Y/n has had 2 loves: Football and music. Since young considered a prodigy in both, he plays to show the world he isn't just the son of Japan's biggest idol, he is the fu...
