Yushiro tilted his head with lazy elegance, the faint pop of his neck cracking echoing like a quiet warning. Calm. Unshaken. Cool as hell.
He stepped onto the field like he owned it—each stride smooth, deliberate, like the game had been waiting for him.
And then he stopped. Just a few steps ahead of his younger twin brother, Seishiro.
Seishiro stared at him, that signature dreamy aura blooming around him like floating petals—cool, carefree, but with a glint of something sharper underneath.
Yushiro turned his head slightly, golden eyes locking with Seishiro’s.
A small smirk curved on his lips.
No words. No need.
Just that smile—quiet, confident, and laced with an unspoken message:
"Let’s give them a show."
Seishiro’s eyes widened—just a flicker—as if he’d read Yushiro’s mind, caught that silent challenge hidden behind his smirk.
And then, just like that, the spark was gone.
He dropped right back into his laid-back posture, slouched shoulders and half-lidded eyes like none of it fazed him.
But this time…
There was something different.
Something wilder curled in the corners of his lazy grin.
A rush of untamed excitement.
A beast barely leashed.
Like his body stayed relaxed—
but his soul?
Already sprinting.
From across the field, Isagi’s mind shattered into fragments—
thoughts scattering like a broken puzzle tossed into a storm.
Yushiro’s in the game…
Yushiro’s in the game…
He kept muttering it, voice barely above a whisper, but his heartbeat was thundering in his ears.
Piece by piece, the chaos started clicking into place.
Edges aligned. The image cleared.
And then—
That final piece snapped in.
His eyes widened. A crazed glint sparked to life—
beastlike. Calculating. Terrifying.
A grin tugged at his lips, unhinged and hungry.
Then our chances of winning… just shot up to eighty percent.
He slowly turned his gaze toward the opposing team—
eyes narrowed, brain now firing on all cylinders.
Like a hunter finally spotting the perfect path through the chaos.
His lips curled into a low murmur, almost too quiet to catch—
but laced with deadly precision.
“Sacrificing Yukimiya...”
A pause. A gleam in his eye like he’d just peeked behind the curtain of a god’s plan.
“Smart move, Ego.”
Bachira practically exploded with excitement, bouncing on his toes like a kid on sugar.
“Wahaha! We’re actually playing with Yushiro—can you believe this?!”
His grin stretched ear to ear, eyes practically sparkling like a little kid meeting his favorite monster.
Reo sighed, dragging a hand down his face.
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FanfictionBeing Nagi's twin brother was not what you thought You died because of a small negligence and you received the gift of God and came to the world of blue lock Your talents shined and caught the eye of a crazy man A goalkeeper? A defender? A mid...
