Chapter 11 Football 11 You're being very good.
Court B312
"Not that fast yet?" Kira Ryosuke asked Amano Minaka while warming up.
Amano Minaka raised his head slightly, checked the clock hanging in the center of the fully enclosed stadium again, and replied, "It should be soon."
Amano Minaka and Kira Ryosuke have changed into W team's green jerseys and become members of W team.
The two of them haven't met the other members of Team W yet, but that doesn't stop them from playing directly.
"They're here."
Amano Minaka quickly stepped forward as the boy wearing the number 11 jersey walked onto the court. "Hello, I'm Amano Minaka, and this is Kira Ryosuke."
Kira Ryosuke stopped warming up and waved at him.
The player looked at Amano Minaka's outstretched hand with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Hello, I'm Toyama Akira." He quickly stepped forward and shook Amano Minaka's hand.
"Yuyama, you guys should have finished two matches by now, right?" Tenno Minaka asked, his dark blue hair shimmering under the light.
"I am deeply sorry for suddenly assigning you to Team W to compete again. If you have any complaints or concerns about this, you are free to choose to return to your original team."
Akira Toyama's gaze shifted between Minakata Amano and Ryosuke Kira, as if he were weighing a choice.
He glanced at Kira Ryosuke and nodded. His tone was firm. "It's alright, I understand. Actually, the situation over there isn't much better either—one win, one draw, and not many goals. Rather than stagnating there, we might as well take a gamble here and start playing again."
Although they were both wearing W team's green jerseys, Toyama Ryo was actually from another W team building.
Not long ago, he was forcibly summoned to the office by Eishin Shiba, the head of Blue Prison, and told to join the new W team.
At first, he was somewhat dissatisfied with this, but when he saw Amano Minaka and Kira Ryosuke in front of him, all his dissatisfaction vanished.
【The Gem of Neon】and the long-vanished 【Child of God】.
I'm sure I can lead myself to the second round.
Amano Minaka let out a soft sigh; clearly, Toyama Akira's decision had relieved him. But he immediately frowned, a serious expression creeping onto his face.
"As for the other W team..." He paused for a moment, "I hope you can understand that this involves some sensitive information, and I cannot reveal too much."
"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret." Yuanshan nodded.
W Team's lounge
The oppressive atmosphere was like a dark cloud, tense and heavy. The players sat huddled in a corner. They felt ignored and belittled.
Among the teams entering Building 5, only Team W has not yet played a single match.
This afternoon, the rankings of other teams on the cafeteria bulletin board changed again. Team V, which was ranked above them, had achieved two consecutive victories and was in high spirits. Team X, which was slightly inferior to them, also achieved one win and one loss, and was ranked second in the new rankings.
Team W, having neither points nor goals, had their objections ignored.
"We've not been abandoned, have we? I stayed here to become the world's best striker, what does it mean that they've been ignoring us?"
"Yes, the other teams' matches are almost over, and we're not only short of players, we haven't even stepped onto the field yet."
"Are we going to have to play 9 vs. 11?"
"No, it's 8 vs 11."
A sharp-eyed player nearby quickly corrected him, "That guy with the pink highlights was withdrawn from the competition. Didn't you guys notice the rankings have changed?"
After that, everyone checked their arms and found that the rankings had indeed changed subtly.
"So, if we really have to have a match, wouldn't we be playing 8 against 11?"
One player frowned and said with concern, "This is so unfair to us."
"Why don't we bring Shido back?" one player suggested. "He used to be our W team's number one."
"Are you crazy? What if that guy loses control again and starts a fight on the field?"
Another player countered, his voice filled with distrust of Shido.
"Even fighting is better than doing nothing!"
What's the point of saying all this now?
"Tick-tock—"
The electronic screens worn on the arms of the W team players suddenly emitted a crisp sound.
Immediately afterwards, the previously static numbers began to jump rapidly.
"Huh? How did I drop two places?"
"Me too."
"I dropped three places."
The central screen in the lounge was quietly turned on, and Eishin Shiba's face appeared on it. He crossed his arms and gently covered his mouth.
"Everyone, you must have noticed the changes in the rankings, right?"
"This means that a replacement for Team W has been found."
"They are Amano Minaka, number 254; Kira Ryosuke, number 255; and Toyama Akira, number 258."
Upon hearing this, the members of Team W all showed expressions of surprise.
They gasped in surprise when they heard the name "Ryosuke Kira," and the entire lounge fell into a brief silence.
"Ryousuke Kira?"
"They are already waiting for you at the B312 stadium. In twenty minutes, your W team will play your first game in Blue Prison against the Y team."
After Huixin finished speaking, the screen was turned off.
"Ryosuke Kira! We've hit the jackpot! We traded a time bomb for the [Neon Treasure]."
The members of Team W were energized, as if they could already see the dawn of victory.
On court B312, the match officially began with the electronic referee's whistle.
Team W's number 10 quickly passed the ball to Kira Ryosuke. As the "treasure of Japan," he had been highly anticipated by the entire team before the match began, with everyone hoping he could lead them to victory.
However, the charm of football lies in its unpredictability.
Although Team W decided to center their tactics around Ryosuke Kira, this single tactic had obvious flaws—if they could successfully defend against Ryosuke Kira, they could greatly limit Team W's offense.
But there will always be those who disagree.
The number 3 defender suddenly rushed out, trying to steal the ball.
He made a face at his teammates and said smugly, "Of course, it's a shot!" But just as he was getting carried away, the ball at his feet was cleverly stolen by center forward number 9.
Number 9 looked at his teammates with a disdainful yet slightly provocative gaze, "Only the top scorer can stay. I don't want to leave so easily."
Enraged, the number 3 defender charged forward to confront the number 9 defender. Both were red-faced and seemed ready to erupt into a full-blown fight.
For a moment, I even forgot that I was still on the football field.
Team W's teammates were also jostling each other for the ball. They wore green jerseys and chased after the black and white soccer ball on the field.
Due to internal chaos and a lack of teamwork, the ball was slow to reach Kira Ryosuke's feet.
Kira Ryosuke, who had already reached the enemy's penalty area, could not find his teammates or the ball and had no choice but to retreat.
Just then, Y team's number 14 player suddenly kicked the ball away and stuck his tongue out at W team. He then made a provocative long pass to the tall, light-blue-haired boy wearing the number 11 jersey.
Unlike the chaotic W team, the Y team, after the baptism of a match, appeared much more organized, resembling a well-trained football team.
"Ice Weave!"
After receiving the pass, Bingzhiyang charged towards Team W's penalty area without hesitation.
The air pressure from running lifted his light blue hair, revealing his delicate face. His equally blue eyes, however, appeared dull and lifeless, as if he were a cold robot meticulously executing every move on the court.
His playing style, like the man himself, is precise and rigorous.
In Kira Ryosuke's eyes, the boy named Hyori was full of flaws.
Kira Ryosuke kept a close eye on Hyori's movements and made a precise tackle, successfully removing the ball from Hyori's control.
W team's number 14 player quickly stepped forward, steadily stopped the ball, and then turned and rushed towards the Y team's goal.
"You're a good student, aren't you? Did you come from a soccer academy?"
Hyoori was stunned for a moment, then immediately chased after Team W, number 14. But Kira Ryosuke was right behind him, sticking close to Hyoori and blocking his path with his body.
Just as number 14 was about to dribble past his opponent, a foot that didn't belong to him suddenly slipped between his legs and snatched the ball away.
Player number 14 was caught off guard and fell heavily to the ground, while player number 7 from Team W successfully took control of the ball.
The situation on the field instantly became chaotic, and the W team players began a fierce melee.
"This isn't like you, Tennoyu."
Ryo Toyama, dressed in a goalkeeper's uniform, spoke to Minaka Amano, who had been playing as a defender since the start of the game.
Because they were added temporarily and were not well-known.
Despite their higher rankings, Amano Minaka and Toyama Ryo were still assigned to the positions of defender and goalkeeper in the team.
Tenno Minaka was casually tidying up his green coat of unknown origin.
"Hmm?" He looked up at the distant mountains, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"With your skill level, you should be able to easily shut out your opponent in a match like this," Toyama Ryo stated bluntly.
"You seem to have some misunderstanding about me," Tenno Minaka replied calmly.
“I know you, ‘Son of God’.”
Upon hearing this title, Tenno Minaka's pupils dilated involuntarily before he lowered his eyes.
"I didn't expect anyone to still know this nickname." Ten no Mikoto lowered his head, a slight smile playing on his lips. "After all, I haven't participated in a competition for a year."
Ryo Toyama scratched his head awkwardly.
"There's no way around it, we're always the first opponent in both the Kanto Tournament and the National Tournament, we can't forget it even if we want to."
"and……"
Ryo Toyama met Ten no Michū's gaze and said, "You invited me to join your team before."
Amano Minaka suddenly realized, "You're from Eishita Middle School?"
"...Shonan Private?"
"It can't be Dongjing, can it?"
For every school name that Ten no Michi says, a well appears above the goalkeeper's head.
"It's Nanlin! You bastard, you didn't remember me at all, did you?"
"Not to mention that Shonan Private School doesn't even have a soccer club, Tokei is in Osaka, how many people have you actually invited?!"
Amano Minaka chuckled dryly and turned her head away, trying to avoid Toyama Akira's gaze.
After a moment of silence, Toyama Ryo said with a complicated expression, "I haven't seen your name in football newspapers for so long, I thought..."
You thought I was dead?
Tenno Minaka casually took over the conversation.
Suspected Guillain-Barré syndrome, a neurological disorder that Amanomichu suddenly developed in his third year of junior high school.
The main clinical manifestations are acute onset, progressively worsening weakness or paralysis of the limbs, possibly accompanied by double vision, dysphagia, and other symptoms.
Without timely surgery, let alone playing football, even the ability to live independently and freely would be questionable.
Amano Minaka was very lucky; not only did she survive, but she also had no aftereffects after the surgery.
"Well……"
Toyama Ryo hesitated to speak directly to Tenno Miyabi, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly, only able to awkwardly look away.
Seeing his remorseful expression, Amano Minaka couldn't help but chuckle. "'A genius killed by heaven,' 'A fallen son of god'—that's what they seem to call me. Hmm? There was even an obituary, I think."
Amano Minaka rested his chin on his hand and said, "Don't be so nervous. These are just third-rate newspapers trying to create a buzz. If something like this could defeat me, why would I even bother playing football?"
"Those are all in the past; the most important thing is now."
Ten no Michu glanced at Team Y's number 11, Hiiro Sheep, who was advancing with the ball.
"Time to get to work."
A note from the author:
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A sudden onset of neurological disorders. The main clinical manifestations are acute onset, progressively worsening weakness or paralysis of the limbs, possibly accompanied by double vision, dysphagia, and other symptoms. *—From Baidu.
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