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CH 28

The room fell into a thick, electric silence. One by one, the players started moving-hesitant at first, then with that familiar fire in their eyes.

Chigiri tossed a calm smirk your way, flipping his hair back like he already knew how this would go. Bachira grinned wide, bouncing on his heels with that mischievous glint like he just got handed his favorite game.

Karasu, Yukimiya, and Rin gave you sharp, unreadable stares-like they were dissecting every move you'd make before you even made it.

Otoya, Aryu, Ranze, and Hiori barely reacted. Just walked past like it was just another drill.

Niko and Isagi hesitated-eyes flickering with nerves and awe, like they weren't sure whether to be impressed or terrified.

Nagi leaned back, hands in his pockets, wearing that smug look like, Of course it's you.

Without another word, they all followed your challenge out the door-toward the field.

Showtime.

........................

You stood in the middle of the field, hands on your hips, head tilted slightly, a dark smirk playing on your lips.

"Alright. Those of you who've got a problem with me bein' here... step the hell up."

There was a beat of silence... then heavy footsteps.

Raichi was the first to stomp forward, fists clenched, scowl deep.
"Tch! You think you can boss us around just 'cause you're tight with Ego? Gimme a break."

Baro followed, chin raised like he was looking down on a cockroach.
"Tch. A manager playin' striker? What a fin' joke."*
His voice oozed arrogance, and he didn't even try to hide the venom.

Then, one of the Wanima twins stepped forward-silent, eyes narrow, smirk twisted. He didn't need words. His glare screamed "Who the hell do you think you are?"

Meanwhile, Igarashi hesitated. He looked from you to the others, gulping, sweat building at his brow.
"Uhh... I-I mean, he's not that bad, right? This isn't worth it..."
He backed off, mumbling something about self-preservation.

You could practically feel the tension wrapping around the field like a storm about to break.

You let out a quiet, unbothered chuckle-low, smooth, and just cocky enough to get under their skin.

"How 'bout this... I'll take all three of you on. Alone."

The field went dead silent for a moment.

Then-

"HUH?!"
Raichi barked, his voice practically cracking.
"You tryin' to insult us, bastard?!"

Baro's eye twitched, jaw clenched so tight it looked like he might break his own teeth.
"You dare mock me? You've got a death wish, don't you?"

The Wanima twin didn't speak-but that twisted grin vanished. His lips curled down, expression now stone cold. Insulted.

Your smirk didn't fade.
The trap was set.

You keep that lazy little smirk on your face like this is a damn warm-up.

Hands on your hips, you shift your weight to one side, head tilted just enough to come off as the exact level of smug that would drive a guy like Raichi up the wall.

"What?" you say, voice smooth like black coffee. "You three talk big. Thought you'd jump at the chance to shut me up."

You look straight at Raichi, your expression deadpan but your tone just mocking enough.