Chapter 69 Football 69 The Opponent I Most Want to Play Against
"You two bastards!"
Upon hearing Kira Ryosuke's barrage of accusations, Suoh Koki's expression froze for a moment, then turned to one of self-reproach and guilt.
He knew everything about Kira Ryosuke's inner turmoil and Amano Minaka's thoughts.
But he won't, and absolutely cannot, enlighten them.
Keep it this way.
Suoh Koki did not want Amano Minaka to leave him, nor did he want Kira Ryosuke to make any changes.
It's like a naive child encountering a beautiful butterfly; their gaze is captured, their attention drawn.
The butterfly fluttered its wings in the child's palm, only to be crushed and placed into a display box a moment later.
Only things that lack a "self" truly belong to oneself.
Suoh Koki slowly lowered his head, his gaze shifting downwards, unable to bear looking at Kira Ryosuke's heartbroken and distressed appearance. He was afraid to see the disappointment and anger in the other's eyes, and even more afraid that he would be overwhelmed by guilt because of that look.
His once straight back now seemed to be burdened by a heavy load, and he unconsciously hunched over, looking somewhat listless. His former vigor had vanished as he bowed his head.
He's become a selfish person.
This is what Suoh Hyo-hee thought.
His eyes, which usually revealed a cold and piercing gaze, became dull and lifeless, and he even seemed a little timid and hesitant.
But... we can't let things continue like this.
Humans are forward-moving animals.
If you stop, you will be abandoned.
The ever-evolving world will not stagnate because of contradictions and entanglements, and regret and blame cannot solve problems.
Kira Ryosuke slowly lowered his eyes, a faint gloom clouding his light brown eyes, which had previously held a hint of anger and grievance, and lost their usual luster. His gaze was somewhat vacant as he stared at the white blanket covering Suoh Koki.
Suoh Koki kept his head down, his dark hair falling down and obscuring most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression. He was desperately trying to avoid Kira Ryosuke's gaze.
Even though she knew in her heart that Kira Ryosuke's gaze wasn't really on her at that moment, she still subconsciously didn't dare to look up.
His hands unconsciously gripped the corner of the blanket, his fingers tightly clenching the soft fabric, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, as if that corner of the blanket was his only support at that moment.
The two remained locked in this stalemate, their minds blank as if the pause button had been pressed. Their once clear thoughts had become chaotic, with various emotions and ideas intertwined and swirling in their minds, yet they couldn't make sense of them.
Silence fell between them; neither of them spoke again.
Kira Ryosuke leaned gently against the wall, his straight back appearing somewhat weak, as if only the wall could provide him with support and prevent him from collapsing.
His light brown eyes slowly moved down, and his gaze fell on Suoh Hyoki, who was looking down. After only one glance, he quickly turned his head away, as if afraid of being noticed by Suoh Hyoki, and looked at the water glass on the table next to him.
Suoh Koki seemed to notice Kira Ryosuke's movement. He raised his head slightly, and a few strands of hair on his forehead swayed gently, revealing his pair of emerald green eyes.
His eyes moved upward, quickly glancing at Kira Ryosuke who seemed lost in thought, but before the other could react, he quickly lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.
It seems that a single sentence can solve all the problems. But it also seems that a single sentence can exacerbate the conflict.
What should I say?
Suoh Koki didn't know, and neither did Kira Ryosuke.
Anyway... let me apologize first.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said that."
"I may have said something too harsh."
Different voices spoke at the same time, saying the same thing.
The two of them looked up almost simultaneously, their movements both urgent and seemingly perfectly synchronized.
In an instant, their gazes finally met, and time seemed to stand still.
After the initial surprise came a sense of relief, followed by an involuntary chuckle.
The door, which had been slightly ajar, was quietly closed behind it, the entire process almost entirely silent. Unless one listened very carefully, it was virtually unnoticed; in the rush, only a glimpse of blue was visible.
"squeak--"
The door was slowly pushed open again, the sound breaking the atmosphere that had just eased inside.
With bruised and swollen faces, Kiyoshi and Nagi Seishiro staggered in.
Jie Shiyi's eyes were surrounded by bruises, as if he had been punched several times. His once pretty face was now swollen, and the corner of his mouth was cut and bleeding.
Nagi Seishiro wasn't in much better shape. He had several obvious abrasions on his cheeks, his hair was messy, his clothes were wrinkled, and there was a small tear in his collar. He looked tired and comical.
"What are you doing?" Kira Ryosuke's eyes widened in astonishment. "You guys got into a fight?"
Upon hearing this, Jie Shi was taken aback at first, then an embarrassed look instantly appeared on his face. He lowered his head slightly, like a child caught doing something wrong, and covered his head even more tightly with his hands, stammering, "...No."
"The boss asked us to bring you water."
Nagi Seishiro looked completely at ease as he reached behind him and pulled out two bottles of mineral water. With a flick of his wrist, the two bottles flew towards Kira Ryosuke and Suoh Koki, landing precisely in their arms.
After doing all this, he seemed to have accomplished something great. He shook his still sore hands, sat down on the chair next to him, picked up his phone as if no one else was around, and skillfully operated it. It seemed he was preparing to start another game. His focused expression made it seem as if he had completely forgotten his bruised and swollen face.
"BOSS-kun?"
Wang Xiaoxi repeated the sentence, looking at his reflection in the mineral water bottle, and understood.
Kira Ryosuke, on the other hand, felt good about Nagi Seishiro's strange nickname, since "BOSS" sounded much better than "fake."
"And him?"
Kira Ryosuke opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Suoh Koki, then took the other bottle from his hand and casually asked.
"Ten no Mi has gone to the competition."
While scratching his face, Jie Shiyi paused for a moment, then, as if gathering his courage, he raised his head and looked directly at Kira Ryosuke and Suoh Koki, a hint of expectation flashing in his eyes. "Of course, we didn't come here just to deliver water."
"Let's have a match."
Jie Shiyi took a deep breath, straightened his back, and although his face was still bruised, it exuded an undeniable determination. He looked up at the two people who had been drawn by his words, countless thoughts racing through his mind.
Bee Music was taken away by Rin Itoshi.
If you want to win him back, you'll have to team up with those three guys (Amano Minaka, Suoh Koki, and Kira Ryosuke).
As for Kira Ryosuke... he already has Chikiri, so he doesn't need another speed-type player.
We're still missing a tall guy.
His gaze was fixed on Suoh Hyoki, his blue eyes seemingly bursting with fiery passion.
A guy who can smash through any obstacle!
"I refuse."
Nagi Seishiro, who had been sitting in the chair next to him without looking up and was busy fiddling with his phone, coldly uttered those words.
His tone was flat and emotionless, yet it conveyed an undeniable firmness. He remained focused on his phone screen, his fingers swiping rapidly across it.
“What we need is a guy who can pass the ball to us from all directions. This is a multi-player game, and you can’t do without support.”
As Nagi Seishiro spoke, he frowned slightly, seemingly annoyed at not being able to find suitable teammates.
"That's perfect, we don't want to compete with you either."
Upon hearing this, Suwang Hyo-hee snorted coldly. He supported himself on the hospital bed with both hands and slowly stood up. His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
"We already have opponents we want to compete against."
Kira Ryosuke hesitated before asking, "You mean to...?"
Suoh Hyo-hee looked at the bottled water in her hand; it seemed to still retain the warmth of that guy's body.
"It can only be that guy!"
On the other side of the field, the intense 2 vs 2 match had come to an end, but the tense atmosphere of the battle still lingered on the field, as if the air was still thick with the smell of gunpowder.
“I absolutely cannot allow this kind of guy to join us.” Kunishin Rensuke stared intently at Mikage Reio.
He refused Shido Ryusei's offer to join him.
This guy completely goes against the meaning of sports competition.
He almost beat up his teammate on the court; he didn't need to.
"I'm sorry, God of the Nation."
Reio Mikage sincerely apologized to Rensuke Kunigami. He lowered his head slightly, his face full of sincerity. His eyes, which usually showed a bit of pride, softened at this moment, with a hint of helplessness and pleading. "In order to defeat Seishiro Nagi, I need more powerful teammates."
Hearing Mikage Reio's sincere request, Kunishin Rensuke, though unwilling, could no longer refuse outright.
He frowned slightly, his face full of struggle, his lips slightly pursed. He remained silent for a while, and finally sighed helplessly, as if he had made a difficult decision.
"Come here, number 111."
As if receiving tacit approval, Mikage Reio immediately straightened her back, raised her chin, and spoke in the direction of Shido Ryusei as if giving a command.
"Yes, Boss."
Shido Ryusei remained as nonchalant as ever. He slowly got up from the ground, his movements lazy and casual, as if the match he had just experienced had little to do with him. On his way to Mikage Reio, he didn't forget to kick his former teammate twice.
Seeing this, Kunishin Rensuke frowned.
Shido Ryusei completely ignored Kunishin Rensuke's expression, and even deliberately made a face at him.
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