Chapter 84 Football 84 Commodities and People
Jie Shiyi's toe touched the football, and the scarlet halo of the electronic scoreboard danced in his blue pupils.
2:1
There is still half an hour left in the game.
There's still a chance!
The moment the kickoff whistle cleaved through the air like a sharp blade, the white and blue jerseys shot towards the midfield like arrows, only to collide with Kira Ryosuke's prediction.
Kira Ryosuke successfully stole the ball with a powerful right volley.
The crimson tail of Senki Hyoma's hair brushed past Kira Ryosuke's ear, but just as it was about to touch the ball, it was suddenly overtaken by the opponent's second burst of acceleration, leaving him two body lengths behind.
"Not bad." Qianqie Baoma's interest was suddenly piqued, and few could keep up with him.
“If we’re just talking about speed—” Kira Ryosuke’s swaying back as he turned to leave his bangs flying, revealing his light brown eyes with a black aura beneath them, “you can’t compare to me.”
The instep push of the ball was as standard as a textbook template, but the ball transformed into a supersonic missile the instant it left the foot.
The turf was plowed by the airflow, indicating that Wang Xiaoxi had already started moving before even passing the ball.
The vortex created by the sphere's rotation disintegrated into a waterfall in Suoh Hyoki's pupils. He stopped to face the whistling shell, and the moment his heel struck the sphere's surface, the turf was shaken up and suspended in the air.
The ball was brought to a steady stop by Wang Xiaoxi.
Suoh Koki's left boot stud barely grazed the ball, and behind him came the sound of the grass being violently torn apart. Nagi Seishiro's shoe, carrying mud and debris, hurtled through the air.
"Don't even think about it—"
The weak voice finally picked up a little emotion, and Nagi Seishiro's pupils burned with an unprecedented aggressiveness.
"I won't let you pass."
Nagi Seishiro stared wide-eyed, gritting his teeth as he uttered each word.
Suoh Koki could clearly feel the throbbing of the other's chest against his back. Their intertwined shadows tangled on the lawn. His feet immediately shifted position and direction, while Nagi Seishiro's large eyes were fixed on Suoh Koki's movements. Sensing the other's actions, he seized the opportunity and changed position accordingly.
"Don't blink!"
wrong!
Suoh Koki's right foot drew a zigzag line that defied the laws of kinetics, causing Nagi Seishiro, who should have perfectly anticipated the move, to miss his footing. As he stumbled, the veins on the back of his neck bulged.
Yes... Rei-Oh.
This momentary opening was enough for Purple to enter the battlefield.
"Mikage."
As Suoh Koki called out Mikage Reio's name, the soccer ball naturally came to Mikage Reio's feet.
The purple-haired boy flicked away the bangs stuck to his forehead, raised his small eyebrows, and gave a defiant smile. "Thanks."
He then dribbled the ball straight toward the white team's goal.
Nagi Seishiro tried to stop him but was blocked by Suou Koki. The chest he had originally intended to violently break off now became an obstacle to his progress.
Suoh Koki pressed his back tightly against Nagi Seishiro, his arms outstretched, completely blocking Nagi Seishiro from view.
With similar height and weight, Nagi Seishiro, who had just started training, looked like a toddler who had just learned to walk in Suoh Koki's eyes.
Even though he was a genius, he was only a few steps ahead of others.
“I won’t let you pass, ‘genius.’” His black hair flew wildly with the movement.
His light brown eyes lowered, and his previously empty mind finally began to function.
The fastest, Chikiri, was stopped by Kira Ryosuke. Kiyoshi and Hyori were on their way, with Green Team's long bangs right behind them...
We're going to lose.
Once again.
again.
Once again...?
Nagi Seishiro felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his bone marrow along his veins; his once empty chest was now filled with thorny brambles. When Mikage Reiou's figure broke through the forbidden zone came into view, something far sharper than victory or defeat pierced the genius's heart.
A moment's lapse in concentration, and the other side of the field was already buzzing with excitement.
The sounds of collisions continued to ring out.
This is the hottest spot in the entire stadium.
Originally blocked by Kira Ryosuke, Senki Hyoma suddenly rushed to Mikage Reio's side. Seeing this, Futaba increased his speed and blocked Hyoori Yoko's progress.
Senki Hyoma pressed almost all his weight onto Mikage Reio, trying to violently steal the ball. When Mikage Reio met his burning red eyes, his footwork slowed down a bit.
His action directly caused Qianqie Baoma to lose his composure.
"Stop your pity, we are now adversaries."
Rei-ou Mikage's purple pupils were filled with tiny squares. Gone was her previous hesitation. Her whole body was enveloped in purple energy. She said confidently and proudly, "Then you'd better do your best."
"Really? I said that to you too."
The thousand-horse leopard was full of fighting spirit.
He thrust his left leg in, but was kicked away by Rei-ou Mikage, along with the soccer ball. The ball rolled out of their control. Senkiri Hyoma was surprised by the opponent's actions, but he didn't stop moving, following the ball.
Everything was under Mikage Reio's control.
The "King" piece is ready to strike.
The football rolled to Erzi's feet.
"Ah..." Futaba felt the just-right force as he swung his sword, and a sense of crisis arose.
It seems that the Green Team's commanding presence has been handed over to another team along with the football that came to his feet.
The newly appointed person is—Reio Mikage.
The moment the soccer ball was propelled into the air by Erzi's knee, time seemed to slow down.
He loathed and disliked this feeling of being dominated.
As long as we can win, that's all that matters, Niko thought to himself.
Her emerald green eyes reflected the other two players in white jerseys. Bing Zhiyang's lunge missed its mark, and she and Jie Shiyi passed each other, tumbling together into the dust kicked up by the grass.
"I've already said it, my vision is superior to yours."
The soccer ball was passed to Mikage Reio by Futago.
Reio Mikage looked up at the spinning sphere, her purple pupils suddenly gleaming with an unusual light.
As the soccer ball began to fall, Reio Mikage's instep was already positioned at the optimal angle for striking the ball, while the figure thirty meters away, who was also starting his run-up, was sharing his breathing rhythm in perfect sync.
That was something Suoh Hyoki was most familiar with—"synchronicity".
Absolute trust that needs no words, a spiritual resonance that transcends tactics.
The same green hue was applied to Reio Mikage.
Domination and being dominated.
Suoh Koki understands and interprets things better than Mikage Reio.
"Synchronization" was activated by Reio Mikage, and instinctively disregarded Koki Suoh's thoughts, choosing the most convenient path.
...Absolute trust that requires no consideration.
It's as if just standing there will generate a constant stream of passes and opportunities.
All you need to do is shoot.
You don't need to understand anything.
Just receive his pass and shoot.
Leave everything to Mikage Reio!
Suoh Koki's world suddenly stopped, and it seemed to have no color except for him and Mikage Rei-oh.
Purple and green intertwine to create a brand new blue.
But how could such a good thing possibly exist in this world?
Those who lack their own opinions and sense of self cannot achieve victory.
Suoh Hyo-hee suddenly twisted his waist, and his right foot, carrying a sharp airflow, touched the ball. The black and white ball flew forward, passing the virtual goalkeeper in a semi-circular arc and shooting straight at the goal.
This symbolizes the "King" piece jumping off the board, disrupting the "King's" strategy.
The chess pieces were scattered all over the ground.
The green on Reio Mikage deepened, even obscuring the blue.
He then realized that the guy was also a "king"!
"Bang!"
My heartbeat seemed to stop with the sound of the football being hit.
Not everyone can be coerced or bribed...
Whether it's Nagi Seishiro, Shido Ryusei, or even Suou Koki, who's long been accustomed to being controlled, without exception, none of them can be controlled by Mikage Reio.
They are not commodities to be sold at a higher price.
It's... a person.
A person with ideas and actions who is uncontrollable.
The black and white afterimage bypassed the virtual goalkeeper and slammed into the goal frame. The entire goal frame groaned from metallic fatigue, and the net was torn in two before it could even fully swing.
3:1
Perhaps it was too incredible, but the large screen used to keep time and calculate scores played a slow-motion replay of the football's aerodynamic, serpentine trajectory during its flight.
Kira Ryosuke wiped the sweat from his forehead down to his chin. "A beautiful strike."
In the monitoring room, Eishin Shiba's pen pierced through the record board, and the ink spread next to the label "the possibility of merging 'homology' and 'flow'".
success.
Suoh Koki lost his balance and fell to the ground. Nagi Seishiro, whose toe just grazed the soccer ball, watched this scene in disbelief, unable to move.
An incredible two-footed shot.
This shot silenced all four members of the white team, and immense pressure loomed over them.
This guy...
Nagi Seishiro irritably covered his neck, his white hair falling down and obscuring his eyes.
Suoh Koki extended his fist toward Mikage Rei-o, "Well done, Rei-o."
Reio Mikage paused for a moment as he looked at the outstretched fist, then looked up and met Suoh Koki's sincere gaze before clenching his fist and placing it against Suoh's.
“You are not bad either, King Su.”
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Author's note: That's it!
Ling Wang can be considered Suoh's mentor, and he brought Suoh something new at almost every stage of his life.
I'll use Rei's way of addressing Nagi to divide his stages: Silly little baby/treasure → Good boy → That guy → Nagi → Nagi Seishiro.
The progression is from objectifying others (calling Nagi a treasure) to objectifying oneself (finding one's own value and calling oneself an object) to objectifying everyone (calling everyone a commodity).
Suoh learned "Flow", upgraded "Synchronicity", became straightforward (meaning to speak his mind), and merged "Synchronicity" with "Flow".
I really want to write a scene where Nagi and Rei part ways (because the stories of Amanoko, Suou, and Kira are already finished, and their breakup is at most a lingering, bittersweet situation, not decisive enough. [I'm speechless][I'm speechless][I'm speechless])
I genuinely find scenes of close friends who have journeyed together on a journey falling out or even exchanging harsh words due to differing personal opinions or choices incredibly moving and delicious. [Applause][Applause]
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