โข Monster
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โพ CAUTION : I do not play football/soccer nor am I much informed on the sport. So, for scenes of the game itself I'll use the words from the manga and my own perception of the movement of the players or the ball. โ
ร also I haven't watched the anime. :x
Right now, [y] was sitting on a bench at one of the sides of the indoor field room.
In the field itself, Bachira and Isagi stood on opposite sides and warmed up with cones around them that the [e/c] haired boy had set up.
"Hey Bachira..." Isagi began, looking at Bachira who stood cooly. "Can I ask you a question...?" "Hm? What?"
'Huh... good thing I decided to do an overview. Maybe I can get some information out of this.' [y] let out a breath as he held his tablet, ready to take notes if needed.
"When we were playing tag... you passed the ball to me and said it's because you thought I'd hit it..." Isagi started, awkwardly looking at the brunette who was bending backwards impossibly.
'... Uncle...?' [y] squinted his eyes at the familiar pose before shaking his head and focussing on their conservation, even if far from them he could clearly hear them.
"Why'd you think that?" "hmm..." bachira was silent for a moment, before placing his foot back and starting to run. "Because... I have a monster inside me." [ A.N. : Bachira sweetie are you sure your not schizophrenic... ]
Eyes that once shone like a bright sunny day's sunflower fields, now devoid of any light as if it were a barren field.
Sinister black spirals filled his eyes as he dashed forward, catching Isagi off guard as the boy took control of the ball.
'A monster...' [y] tapped the end of his stylus at his tablet, pondering about the word as his sharp gaze took on every movement of the two boys.
"It only comes out and talks... when I'm playing soccer..."
Fast movements flowed through the scene as Bachira got in front of Isagi.
"'Steal the goal' 'Move around more'" he sharply turned his head, now facing Isagi and capturing the blunette in a heated gaze, a trap that the boy could do nothing but let out a gasp to. "But at that moment... the monster inside me said..."
"'Pass to Isagi'... 'he has'..." with a swift movement forward, he blocked Isagi and captured the ball for himself, rushing past the bluenette and out of the border made of cones.
"'A monster inside too.'' 'Hm. It would be wrong to assume he's just schizophrenic. It could also be a 'imaginary friend'.' [y] wrote down something on his tablet as his thoughts floated inside his head.
'A lot of people, due to loneliness or severe circumstances, often have an imaginary friend. In reality, it's something their brain makes up to either feed off that craving for company, or a sense of safety in dire situations.'
'A imaginary friend... 'a monster' in his case. Something that gives him directions, shows him the way when in play.' [e/c] eyes glazed over to the two boys, who were in a conversation now. Bachira spoke to Isagi who stared back, clearly in thoughts of his own. [ A.N. : I wrote this out of nowhere, this is not researched and simply my own thoughts, so don't take it seriously. ]
'From my observations... It seems he's particularly good at dribbling. Hearing about this, it seems like his intuition and mind have mixed to form this 'monster', feeding the craving of company and to aid his skills in soccer.'
"Messi, Ronaldo and Noel Noa... all of these amazing players have monsters inside them..." the brunette spoke as he kicked the ball upwards, onto the air.
"My belief is that that's a sign of a striker... that's what I believe." as the boy's gaze turned up to the ball, the sphere now falling down from the air as Bachira's next words captured his attention once more.
"I'm glad I came to Blue Lock... since I could meet you." Bachira's words struck Isagi, sparking something foreign in the boy as the ball fell to the brunette's foot.
'I'm not even going to comment on what's going on anymore.' [y] sighed, jotting down more notes when he suddenly got a chat notification.
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Hey, the rankings are gonna be updated in a few minutes. I have to go somewhere, so do the speech for me.
Uncle Jin sent a file-
Speech topic overview.pdf
Why do I have to do it... can't miss Anri do it?
She's busy with other stuff, that's why.
What if I don't wanna.
I'll give you more money.
... Fine.
Where are you getting the budget for all this anyways?
Less talking, more walking, [n/n].
Fine fine.
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With a sigh, the boy quickly got up and ran for Ego's office as Bachira and Isagi were called by the VAR.
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'Okay. It's just a speech, just an explanation. Nothing more.' [y] reassured his racing heart as he stood near Ego's monitors.
In fact, he never really liked doing speeches. It's not like he CAN'T do it, it just gives him an uncomfortable feeling from time to time.
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Back in room Z, everyone was chatting about their updated rankings.
With a sound, the monitor on the wall of the room lit up. But instead of Ego who they had been expecting, it turned out to be their manager instead.
"Hello. Ego's out on something so i'm substituting for him." [y] did a little wave with a small sigh.
"Nice work, unpolished lumps of talent. How's life in blue lock?" '[y]!!' Isagi looked up at the monitor.
As expected, various voices of irritation spoke out from the room.
"CAN WE REALLY GET GOOD AT SOCCER IN THIS SHITTY PLACE?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME? HOW COULD WE ENJOY THIS?!" Raichi shouted in irritation.
"He's right! I wanna eat some real food!" Naruhaya supported the shark teeth boy. "Didn't you eat my gyoza...?"
"The environment is shitty because you all are shitty at soccer, idiots." [y] replied to team Z with a calm tone.
"Huh?!" "Let me tell you more about blue lock..."
"This facility is composed of 5 wings, all twenty-five teams, team B to Z, are all split into 5 and are living in each wing."
"Oh and," [y]'s eyes quickly took a dart to glance at his tablet for the pdf before looking back at the monitor. "Since one person was kicked out from each room because of the tag game, there are two hundred and seventy-five of you lot here."
"huh? So even though I went from 300 to 275, i'm still at the bottom...?" Igarashi muttered in disappointment. "That was some short lived joy..."
"You're split into teams based on your rank. For example, ranks 1-11 are in Team B, ranks 12 through 22 are in team C... you understand?" [y] tilted his head slightly to the side as he huffed, explaining stuff is so tiring.
"Your team Z is the lowest ranked of all 5 buildings... wing #5 which is also the lowest rank of all five buildings. In this wing... ranks 265 to 275."
Everyone took in a moment to register the new information. Sweat rolled down Isagi's cheek as he glanced at his teammates. 'even these guys who are better than me... are in the bottom tier...?!"
"Seriously...?! Don't lump me in with this trash..." Raichi snapped his head to his side, a visible vein on his neck as he grit his teeth. "Huh?!"
"Look who's talking,trash." Kunigami replied in irritation as Kuon, the peacemaker tried to calm them down. "Come on let's calm down guys..."
[y] rolled his eyes before taking a huff and speaking again. "those in the upper ranks have better food and training equipment, and are enjoying the lifestyle befitting of a top striker."
"If you want a nice life, then win and boost yourselves. whoever is the best in soccer is the king here." behind the [h/c] haired boy, several pictures of people enjoying their lives in various ways appeared for an example.
"Now then, lets begin..."
"Blue Lock's first selection."
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โข Do not ask me why I did this switch up. I don't even know myself. And let's not talk about how it took me 7 chapters just to get to the first selection...
โข My therapist now knows almost all the lore about [y]. :3
โข Did you all see the acheron trailer... I legit gaped at my screen at that scene. Black swan being horrified is scaring me. Doomed Yuri/j
โข THANK YOU SM FOR 200 FOLLOWERS!! I'll try get that gallery chapter out sooner and actually finish the drawings...
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