Thursday, March 2, 2023
The beginning of the week marks the start of the second semester, which begins with sports competitions in many different sports across the campus. And today is the rugby final, another school in pink versus our home team in blue, headlined by Jojo and Dio.
"He intercepted it!" Exclaims the commentator.
Jojo catches the ball in mid-air and runs towards the goal, followed by everyone else.
"Jonathan Joestar, the valiant representative of our Kuoh school, has grabbed the ball!" The commentator is deep into the match, having risen from his chair.
Jojo lets out a mighty scream, dashing forward as fast as he can.
"This is in stark contrast to his legendary calm! This 1.90 meter man is charging towards the goal with a war cry! It's the match of the finale! Will he be able to treat himself and our school to this wonderful victory!?" The commentator jumps with excitement. "Ohh he's stuck! An opponent has pounced on him!" Indeed, an opponent has latched onto his waist, trying to slow him down. "Wait a minute! He's not falling! He's taking his opponent with him! Two other players grab him! There are three of them on him!!!" And yet Jojo keeps going, to the cheers of the audience. "It's incredible! Despite three opponents clawing at him, Jonathan Joestar keeps going! What power! What guts! This man is a real train!"
But a fourth player jumps on him, causing him to finally lose his balance. Just before falling, he throws the ball to Dio, who catches it gracefully.
"He's just completed a successful pass! And the receiver is none other than Dio! Yes, it's Dio Brando!" The commentator is out of breath.
Two players jumped on him, but he dodged nimbly, breaking free and running at full speed.
"What a magnificent race! Will he be able to break through? He passes! He passed! He has no rival! Splendid! His run is decidedly bluffing! and it's the try! Victory for the Kuoh team!!!"
All the students watching the match jump to their feet, exploding with joy. Satisfied with the match, I get up and head for the canteen. I turn my gaze one last time, seeing Jojo and Dio shake hands and celebrate their victory together. I find it astonishing, but leave it aside and walk away.
As a member of Maken-ki, my job is to make sure that everything runs smoothly and that there are no violent outbursts or anything else. Despite a few students from other schools showing off a bit too much, there haven't been any major problems, which means I can keep my feet on the ground, while remaining vigilant. I sit on a bench, can in hand, watching the big aisle fill up after the game.
"Hi Senji! Did you watch the game?" I turn to see Jojo sitting next to me.
"Of course I watched, it was incredible. It's a completely deserved victory."
"Ahah... thank you, it's nice to see all our efforts rewarded... By the way, I was wondering, you who are so sporty and athletic... why aren't you taking part in anything?" He asks me, curious.
"I'm still technically recovering until... tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I don't really know anymore, so and I quote from Minori-sensei: You screw your ass to a chair and just watch, you can kick everyone's ass later, there'll be plenty of other opportunities for that." I say, imitating Minori badly.
"Ah yes that's right, excuse me, I shouldn't have asked.... Pff ahah, you still need a bit of practice to imitate sensei!"
"I'm not very good at imitating others. But don't worry about it, I'm fine, it's just her exaggerating, as always."
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Fate DxD
FanfictionSenji Emiya, a young man troubled by the traumas of his past, enrolls at Kuoh, a school famous for training the country's best heroes and shinobi, to become what he promised to his adoptive father: a vigilante capable of saving everyone. Follow the...