Chapter 17 Football 17 The Way to Play Football.

They were completely entangled.

As soon as Suoh Hyo-ki sat down with his lunch provided by the cafeteria, Kiyoshi and Bee-Ray followed closely behind, taking their food and sitting opposite him.

Ever since the match ended this afternoon and I chose to join Team Z, that yellow and black pudding-shaped haircut has been following me, along with Jie Shiyi.

That guy with the pudding-shaped haircut truly lives up to his surname, Bee Joy; his voice even buzzes like a bee.

"King Suoh's is green vegetables! So vegetarian."

"What's 'clean'? Huh?! Natto."

"Mine is okonomiyaki. I don't really like it, but it's better than natto and vegetables."

"Jie, would you like to try this?" Feng Le handed the plate containing the okonomiyaki to Jie Shiyi.

"May I?"

"Okay." Feng Le quickly cut a small piece and brought it to Jie Shi's mouth, saying in a tone used to coax a baby to eat, "Ah—"

Jie Shi waved his hand and quickly stepped back, "No need." But Feng Le took advantage of the moment he opened his mouth to speak and stuffed it in.

"Hmm!"

Although she resisted the action, Jie Shiyi's stomach, ravaged by natto, was healed by the delicious food. An expression of enjoyment appeared on her delicate face, and pink flowers seemed to appear behind her.

How disgusting! Why am I looking at baby food recipes here?

Suoh Hyo-hee's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, his eyes lifeless, his face like a dead fish. He mechanically ate, watching the free baby food playback in front of him, taking bites of white rice and bites of green vegetables.

It tastes awful!

That gloomy mushroom-headed guy was definitely doing it on purpose, wasn't he? Sure enough, that kind of selfish person is petty.

I wonder how Ryosuke Nakahara is doing.

Although I chose not to team up with them, but...

Suoh Hyo-hee sighed deeply and picked out a green vegetable that caught her eye from the plate.

Since things have come to this, let's eat well.

"Speaking of which, why don't you join Team W?" Jie Shiyi stirred the natto with his chopsticks, and the sticky sound coming from the bowl made him feel a chill in his stomach.

“The members of Team W are all ranked higher than those of Team Z, and the chances of all of them advancing are greater. Also, your friend is on Team W, so being on the same team can reduce the time needed for team cohesion.”

Anyway, if it were him, he would definitely choose Team W.

Jie Shi put the natto in her mouth and swallowed it with a blank look in her eyes.

When will this kind of life end?

“Because I feel you can give me the answer.” Suoh Hyo-hee put down her chopsticks, her green eyes fixed on Kiyoshi.

"That's why I chose Team Z."

"What answer?" Jie Shiyi scratched her face in confusion, recalling the events of the match that afternoon.

Feng Lehui also came over, excitedly saying, "What? I want to know too."

"How to play football."

"?!"

"?!"

Jie Shiyi and Feng Lehui looked at Su Wang Xiaoxi blankly.

"I've always learned to play football the way that Chinese people do, but that style doesn't seem to suit me."

"Zhong? Is that the guy with the dark blue hair and the cloak?"

Feng Le slammed his chopsticks heavily on the table with a clatter. "That guy is really amazing. He can pass the ball out in such a narrow space."

Jie Shiyi also recalled Suoh Hyoki's performance during the match this afternoon and nodded, "It seems so, you would glance at him before each move."

"But I really can't give you an answer. I think playing football is just playing football," Jie Shiyi said awkwardly.

How dare someone whose own team couldn't even win the county finals coach Matsukaze Kuro-o, a team that has won several national tournaments?

Upon hearing this, Suoh Hyoki's aura dimmed instantly, and the light in his eyes disappeared.

Upon seeing this, Jie Shi immediately said to him, "If we have to put it into words, wouldn't selfishness count?"

Then, not forgetting to nudge BeeLe with his elbow, he asked, "BeeLe, what about you? What's your style of playing football?"

"Of course, we should follow the 'monster's' instructions."

A gloomy look crossed Feng Lehui's delicate face. He stared at Jie Shiyi, a dark mist appearing in his yellow eyes.

Monster? This guy actually... actually said it out loud.

Even though I've listened to it all night, listening to it again now still makes me feel so ashamed.

Jie Shiyi looked at Feng Lehui with an expression that said, "You're really amazing."

Last night, his IQ must have dropped due to excessive excitement, right? He actually spent most of the night discussing the 'monster' with Beehive.

He not only believed in his theory of 'monsters', but even prepared to go and find his own 'monster'.

Even though I'm already a high school sophomore, why am I still affected by these childish remarks?

Jie Shiyi glanced discreetly at Suoh Hyoki, who was stunned by Bee & Joy's statement and was currently in a daze, and decided to salvage Bee & Joy's reputation.

“'Monster'! It’s…it’s…”

Jie Shiyi couldn't think of anything to say, and his interruption only made Suoh Hyo-ki give him a strange look.

Feng Le ignored Jie Shiyi and continued talking to herself, "I play football by listening to the voice of the 'monster' because I became very strong with the guidance of that voice."

Suoh Hyoki tilted his head, then put down his chopsticks and said uncertainly, "Hmm... is it a fantasy friend?"

Fantasy friends, also known as imaginary friends or imaginary partners, are friends that people create in their imaginations during childhood.

After glancing at Feng Lehui, Suoh Hyo-hee lowered his eyes.

Having 'imaginary friends' at this age, this guy is definitely a baby, right?

"Huh?" Beehive moved closer to Suoh Koki, his expression becoming excited, and his voice rising, "Suoh knows? Do you have a 'monster' too?"

Seeing that Wang Xiaoxi nodded slightly, Feng Lehui was extremely excited, "Indeed, the decision to come to Blue Prison was the right one."

"That happened a long time ago, but it disappeared after I met Ryosuke Nakamoto."

Suoh Koki also had a 'fantasy friend', so seeing Hiraku's excited reaction, he probably guessed why he had allowed the 'monster' to exist for so long.

So he said, "But there's no need for such a fake thing to exist, is there? If you keep indulging in a virtual world, you'll lose yourself."

Suoh Hyo-ki's original intention was to hope that Hiraku would stop indulging in fantasy, because only by facing reality can one move towards the future. However, he really couldn't speak, which led Hiraku to believe that he was opposing the 'monster' theory.

Is it like this again?

A hint of disappointment flashed across Feng Lehui's face, and his voice became muffled. "I think that great people all have a 'monster' in their hearts. Only by having a 'monster' can you become an aggressive player."

Frustrated, Feng Le poked at the okonomiyaki with his chopsticks, looking rather listless.

Are you going to think I'm weird again? We finally found a friend, and now we're going to part ways?

Feng Le lowered his head, his slender back bent, and for a moment, his face turned pale to the point of being sickly.

Anyone with eyes could see that Feng Lehui wasn't very happy.

"Relying solely on that kind of thing will never make you the world's best striker."

Suoh Hyo-hee, reflecting on Blue Prison's ultimate goal—to become the world's best striker—said what he considered words of comfort.

Jie Shi looked up and stared in shock at Suou Hyoki sitting opposite her.

Is this a declaration of war? He really can't let go of that ball, can he? Now it's BeeLe, could I be next?

The atmosphere among the three of them began to turn strange after that sentence.

Suoh Hyo-hee blinked, not understanding why Jessie and Bee were both silent. She tried to open her mouth to say something, but Jessie blocked her mouth with her natto.

Jie Shiyi: "Try mine! Natto is delicious."

With his mouth smeared with natto, Suoh Hyo-ki frowned, his face full of disgust. He gently pushed away Kiyoshi's hand, then stood up and walked straight towards the cafeteria entrance.

Jie Shiyi: "Where are you going?"

Suoh Hyo-hee: "Rinse your mouth."

He hadn't walked far when he ran into Amanominaka and Kira Ryosuke.

"Yo, koki."

Kira Ryosuke first nudged Suoh Koki with his elbow, then quickly walked to the dining table and naturally sat down next to Suoh Koki.

Amano Minaka glanced at the "Z" on Suoh Koki's chest and walked towards Kira Ryosuke. "Good evening, Koki."

Suoh Hyo-hee replied curtly, "Good evening."

Seeing that they had all sat down, Suoh Hyo-hee didn't even bother to rinse his mouth and went straight back to the dining table.

"This is Jie Shiyi, and that's Feng Lehui. They're both opponents in this afternoon's match," Suoh Koki briefly introduced. "Amanomi Minaka and Kira Ryosuke."

“I know, it’s that gem of Japanese football!” Beehive replied.

"That's all exaggerated media hype. I'm not actually that amazing," Kira Ryosuke said with a smile, waving his hand.

Feng Lehui stared blankly at his smile for a moment, while the 'monster' in her heart roared.

That guy also has 'monsters'.

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