Chapter 30 Football 30 That would be ridiculous.
"King Sumeru!"
A tall, black-haired, green-eyed boy named Jie Shiyi greeted him. He had just finished training with Feng Lehui and, seeing Suou Xiaoxi whom he hadn't spoken to in a while, extended an invitation, "Want to train together later?"
Suga Hyo-hee's body was tense. He walked straight past Jie Shi-yi and Feng Le-hui and left the lounge.
During the game against Team Y, Suoh Hyo-hee realized that Kiyoshi's performance on the field was quite different from his usual gentle and refined image.
That calm and decisive analysis, that sharp and passionate gaze, made him seem like a completely different person.
That guy's eyes, eyes brimming with an almost overflowing desire to score, were what Tennoichi lacked most.
If Amano Minaka saw this, he would definitely do anything to get Kiyoshi.
This must never happen.
Anyone else would be fine, but he is the only one who cannot be; only Jie Shiyi is not acceptable.
If Tenno Minaka were to replace himself based on the reason that Kiyoshiichi has an extremely high desire to score goals.
That would be ridiculous.
However, Suoh Koki, who was his childhood friend, was quite certain that Amanominaka would really do that.
Because Tenno Minaka loves football so much and craves victory so much.
Even on the eve of his surgery, he was still thinking about Matsukaze Black King's three-peat.
One mistake is enough.
Suoh Hyo-ki thought to himself.
Jie Shiyi was completely out of the loop.
Since the match against Team Y, Suoh Hyoki's attitude towards himself has plummeted.
They used to be able to train together, but now they can't even have a conversation.
"Shall we go eat first?" Feng Lehui gave the bewildered Jie Shiyi a chop to the neck. "Come on, Jie."
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."
Jie Shiyi covered her head and complained.
When Feng Le saw that he had come to his senses, she grabbed him and ran towards the cafeteria.
It's one in the morning. There's no one else in the cafeteria besides the two of them.
Jie Shiyi held the natto set meal specially provided by Blue Prison, stirred it with his chopsticks with a blank expression, and listened to the sticky sound of the natto, which made his stomach ache.
Feng Le returned with the steak she had bought with points, and gave half of it to Jie Shiyi, saying, "Jie, have a taste."
"Huh?"
Jie Shi blinked, "Where did this steak come from?"
"It says up there that you can exchange goal points for whatever you want. Didn't you notice?"
Seeing Jie Shiyi's bewildered expression, Feng Le pointed to the points redemption board in the corner.
"Jie, you really have a football mind."
After exclaiming, Feng Le took a bite of his steak, his whole body covered in cute pink flowers, and he made a face like the cover of Fujiya. "It's so delicious, you should eat too."
"Huh? I didn't notice at all."
Jie Shiyi glanced at the exchange rules sitting in the corner, then suddenly turned her head.
"Wait a minute! You didn't score any goals, so where did you get the points?"
"It was given to me by King Sumeru!"
Beehive nodded and replied, "King Su said he didn't need these, so he gave me his points."
When did this happen?
"After we finished eating last time."
"When did you two become so close?"
"hey-hey."
Feng Le straightened her back.
"Jie Jun, and Feng Le Jun."
Looking in the direction from which the sound came, I saw Tenno Minaka wearing a green W team jersey with a matching jacket draped over his shoulders, carrying a huge tray with three steaming bowls of ramen on it.
The ramen has a wonderful aroma, seemingly carrying the fragrance of bone broth, making it incredibly tempting.
It smells so good, so good.
Jie Shiyi's stomach, ravaged by natto, protested.
Good evening, both of you.
Ten no Michū put down the tray and sat down in the seat opposite them.
"The Emperor of Heaven," Jie Shiyi greeted.
"Are you the 'Child of God' that Kuon mentioned?" Beehive asked, staring intently at the beautiful-looking Tenno Minaka.
If I hadn't played against him, he wouldn't seem like a good football player at all.
Although he and I are about the same size.
Hmm? Has he grown taller?
Beehive looked at Ten no Michū's figure.
Amanominaka pondered the name, "Kuon?"
He has always had a good memory; he never forgets anyone he has met.
Politeness and humility are the words that describe him.
This is one of the reasons why his title of "Son of God" was widely publicized by the media in junior high school.
After all, a person who is both powerful and humble is indeed more popular than an arrogant, rude, and extreme "Neon Treasure".
"Is Deyuan High School far away?"
After receiving a nod from Hiraku, Ten no Minaka said, "Tokugen! A worthy opponent."
"Yeah, Kuon said he played against you guys back in middle school, and he even gave us a rundown of Matsukaze Black King's two consecutive championships and his title of 'Child of God.'"
Feng Le, biting her chopsticks, swayed from side to side. "But you're really amazing. You were able to pass the ball from that angle."
"But what's with the 'deceased' part? It seems he thought you were already dead."
Feng Lehui spoke frankly, so fast that Jie Shiyi couldn't shut him up at all.
Jie Shiyi could only lower her head awkwardly and steal a glance at Tian Zhiyu's expression.
It's really impolite to discuss whether someone is dead in front of them, isn't it?
"It's because he was hospitalized due to illness, which forced him to give up football. To those media outlets that chase after trending topics, isn't that the same as being dead?"
Amano Minaka said calmly, as if the deceased Son of God he spoke of was not himself.
"But soon we'll be able to play a full 11-on-11 match," said Tenno Minaka, looking at Hōraku's matching golden eyes. "I'm really looking forward to it."
Ten no Mikazuki subtly changed the subject, "How did you feel about the match, Jie-kun?"
"It was so easy!" Beehive raised his arms excitedly and answered, "Suoh took care of everything – passing, scoring, and defending. He scored most of the points and beat Team Y." Then he made a big "V" sign with his fingers.
One person can handle everything?
Ten no Michi's lower eyelids, her beautiful and dazzling golden eyes, dimmed at this moment.
Have you encountered a formidable opponent?
Having grown up together since childhood, Amano Minaka is all too familiar with Suoh Koki's emotional changes.
However, Amanomichi has already finished his match against Team Y, and those teams didn't have any outstanding players. It shouldn't be enough to make Suoh Koki react so strongly.
Could it be someone from Team Z?
Amano Minaka rested his chin on his hand, looking somewhat troubled. "I see. This kind of domineering behavior is not something to be encouraged. Football is not a sport for one person."
"This kind of behavior, which ignores teammates and only cares about showing off, will be met with difficulties."
As Tenno Minaka spoke the same words as Suoh Koki, Kiyoshi felt a stomachache, and Suoh Koki's repeated declarations of war flashed through his mind, causing his face to turn pale.
Seeing Jie Shiyi's suddenly changed expression.
Is it clean?
That doesn't seem right.
Their physical condition is far too poor; it shouldn't be him, and it couldn't possibly be. Although Ten no Michū praised Kiyōichi many times, it was just polite talk.
That's not what he really thinks.
A hint of doubt appeared in his eyes, but his tone was gentle and considerate. "What's wrong, Jie?"
"It's nothing, I was just thinking about something bad."
Under the concerned gaze of Amanomi, he couldn't utter a word and could only stare blankly at the steaming ramen in front of him.
"If that's the case, why come here? Isn't this Blue Prison, a place that promotes egoism?" Beehive asked, raising his hand.
Amano Minaka pondered, "Perhaps he wants to see what it's like to be the world's number one striker, stepping over the dreams and 'corpses' of 299 people?"
Beehive was a little surprised by this answer.
"Huh?"
"Would you like to try some?" Ten no Michu turned her gaze to Kiyoshi, who was staring blankly at the ramen, and then shared some of her ramen with Kiyoshi and Feng Lehui. "It's untouched."
"Ah, thank you." Feng Lehui picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
The noodles are delicate and smooth, with a silky texture, dancing lightly in the broth. Each noodle is coated with rich sauce, topped with tender green vegetables and succulent slices of meat, making it both tempting and delicious.
Jie Shiyi finally discovered that the ramen was neither on the meal distribution list nor on the points redemption list.
Seeing his confusion, Tenno Minaka put down his chopsticks and said, "This is the power of money."
"Money power?"
Jie Shiyi couldn't understand it for a while.
"That's right, it's worth 100 million yen."
"Huh?!"
Feng Lehui and Jie Shiyi looked at the noodles in the bowl in shock, then looked up at Tian Zhiminzhong.
"So Ten no Mi is from a wealthy family?" Bee Le exclaimed.
"No way! The problem isn't with rich people at all, is it? Beehive," Kisei complained. "No matter what, 100 million yen for ramen is just too extravagant, isn't it?"
Jie Shiyi's hands never stopped stirring the natto.
"Is it a lie?"
Ten no Michū smiled without saying a word.
Actually, it's 3.5 billion yen.
After learning that the three members of Ten no Minakata were really going to stay in Blue Prison for a while, Furan-no-Oori immediately approved three times the funding for Eishin-juhachi.
They were afraid that Huixin would mistreat them.
Ten no Miyako could see the effort that Eishin Juhachi had put into Blue Prison.
A virtual goalkeeper with independent will, and a physical instrument that can measure six dimensions.
Although the living conditions were extremely poor, everything else was the best and most advanced.
When that virtual player appeared, Ten no Mi thought that the world's technological progress had suddenly skyrocketed without his knowledge.
"Zhongjiang!"
Before you see him, you hear his voice.
Kira Ryosuke brought Suoh Koki in with him.
Suoh Koki greeted them as well, but his face darkened instantly when he saw that the person sitting in front of Amano Minaka was Kiyoichi.
Seeing Suoh Kōki's expression, Amano Minaka glanced at Kiyō without leaving a trace, her shocked gaze sweeping over him.
Is it really him?
Ten no Miyabi met Suoh Hyoki's increasingly grim expression.
Good evening, Hyo-hee.
"How did you feel?" Tenno Minaka asked directly, "The match against Team Y."
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