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Chapter 3: Enter Blue Lock: A different kind of Challenge. 

"Welcome to Blue Lock." A women with a dull red hair colour named 'Anri' said with a grin. "Now then, we're going to collect your wallets and phones." 

After handing my phone and wallet to her, she gave me a dark blue body suit with white strips all over it, wrapped in plastic and with a number on it. 

'250 V.. what's this?'

Walking down the hallway, I found a room with the same letter that my body suit had in it, room V. 

"Oh, here it is." 

Upon entering, I was met with a few glances with strange figures and one particularly recognisable smile. 

"Oh-ho! Speak of the devil! It's the genius dude from that game a while back! My my, this must be fate?" The voice had confidently exclaimed. 

"Uhm? Who's this guy again?" I squinted my eyes, heading closer to the male. 

He walked up to my face, pointed his hand at me and yelled. "I'm the ace of the powerhouse school you miraculously won against!! Make sure you remember that!!" 

I nodded, untying my tie and walked away. "Yeah, yeah whatever. Nice to meet you-" I paused. The same person with the dark blue scarf from earlier.

The room went silent as as he stepped in and tore open his body suit from the wrapping. Not once did he even speak a word, nor even look at any one of us. Arriving at his allocated locker, he placed his scarf inside, revealing a slim face, dark brown hair that messily covered his forehead up to his eyebrows, and a cold, blank expression. 

This dude looked like he just came right out of a movie scene. He definitely wouldn't be easy to go up against for sure. 

I turned away, getting changed into the body suit whilst I tried to ignore his heavy breathing. 

The eerie silence in the room ended, a small yelp of "help me..." had caught my attention. I turned to see another person, clearly clueless on how to put on his suit. 

"These clothes are defective. There's no hole for my head; I'm gonna suffocate-" He continued. 

"Here, let me help." I grabbed his top and pants, pulling it off. The dude who looked like he was going to suffocate was a black, spikey haired male, slim appearance and glasses. "These are obviously the pants, and this is your shirt!" I told him. 

"Heh, I knew that from the start." He adjusted his glasses and glanced up at me. "It's a good brush up for my prerelease. Tsurugi Zantetsu is the name." 

I grinned. "Haha! What a total lie! Your funny, and your dumb too!" 

「 Are you done changing you unpolished gems?... 」The Tv behind me had turned on, showcasing Ego-san behind it. 

「 Hi, hi. ... I've used my personal judgement to quantify your abilities and rank you. The number on your uniforms symbolise your current rank. 」

'Woah, I'm actually kind of ranked quite low... so in the room, the guy with the highest rank is... 241, him...' My eyes flicked over at Zantetsu, a cold shudder going up my spine as I met his gze. I glanced back at the other person, only to find them unbothered at all! How could he not be so serious right now?!

「 That ranking will change daily, 」He continued.「 And go up and down depending on training and game results. Finally, those who finish top 5 will be automatically registered in the tournament happening in siz months from now.. The U20 World cup, as a forward. 」

'Damn, you've got to be kidding me. He really isn't taking this shit lightly...' I glanced down, smirking. This was more than just a game. Its time to step it up my game.

「 Those of you who fail Blue Lock will forever lose your right to represent Japan. What you need to succeed here is EGO, so now, we'll hold a little entrance test to measure your aptitude... 」

「  Now then.. Time for some tag. 」

The faint nose came from above, a hole opening up on the ceiling. A soccer had fallen unto the floor just as Ego explained the rules. 

「 The time limit is 136 seconds. If you get hit with the ball, you're 'it'. Whoever is it when the time runs out has to piss off back home. Ah, also, you can't use your hands. 」

"Kinda obviously since we're playing soccer!" Nameoka yelled at the screen.

「 Those are the rules... 」

The screen flashed another scene with Nameoka's face on it. He was the first tagger. 

「 ...Prepare yourselves for battle. This is no ordinary game of Tag. 」

Murmurs circled the room. 

"Whats going on?" 

"That guy's nuts."

"Our future's gonna be decided by a game of tag?" 

I gathered my hair into a ponytail and securing my tie unto it, holding it in place. A light chuckled had escaped my lips. "Haha! This is the best! If I make it in the top 5, I'll instantly be in the U-20 national team! This is the opportunity of a lifetime." 

"Idiot..." A voice said from behind. I turned my head, only to see Nameoka with the ball, his right leg already in the air just as he was about to kick the ball. "You will lose to me here and get sent back home!" 

"Geh, Nameoka.." 

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A/N: 

Hey hey hey! sryy its a little short. I did say that I've be working on this for a few days, and I'm soo so sorry I didn't put enough work into this! I really did try, but at the moment I have a really busy schedule! Once I'm able to have time to write this, I'll put 120% of my effort into it and publish ASAPPPPP! 

Anyway, don't forget to vote and enjoy your day! <3