Chapter 2 Football 02 Matsukaze Black King
After the match, Suoh Koki and Amano Minaka arrived at the Matsukaze Kuroo soccer team's rest area.
With his arms crossed and a displeased expression, Suoh Koki said, "Matsumoto, Miya, what's going on with you two? You two can't stop number 11? Have you really been practicing properly lately? Go back and practice more."
"Don't make things so difficult for everyone, Koki. Although the process wasn't very exciting, at least we won." Amano Minaka looked down at the players sitting in the rest area and said with a light laugh, "Next is the National Tournament, everyone do your best."
"But that number 11 is indeed very powerful, his name is... Jie Shiyi?"
Amano Minaka raised a hand to smooth the stray hairs that had been blown by the wind, his golden eyes filled with a thoughtful expression.
Upon hearing this, Suoh Hyo-ki opened his clenched fist, his tone hurried, "The space... is good, but it's lacking in other aspects, he..."
"Physical fitness is much easier to improve than spatial awareness."
Jie Shiyi seemed to hear her own name and looked up at the source of the sound.
Are you talking about yourself?
The two people speaking had their backs to Jie Shiyi, and a row of Matsukaze Kuroo High School players were sitting in front of them.
The black-haired boy was tall and wore a neatly made-up jersey. Standing next to him was a shorter boy with dark blue hair, wearing the red uniform of Matsukaze Kuroo High School.
Is he a substitute?
But Jie Shiyi didn't see those two during the match. If they were really substitutes, how could they dare to give a speech to the regular players who had qualified for the county finals?
"But speaking of which... Senior Ota, that Kiyoshi's actions were so obvious, how come you still got it wrong?"
"Your lower body strength is weak, so going one-on-one with him isn't the best option. Why don't you tackle? Do you think it's okay to slack off since Hyo-hee isn't here?"
The boy with dark blue hair spoke with a kind smile, but his tone unexpectedly made people feel an indescribable tension, as if a chill rose up from the back.
Just moments ago, Daejeon, who had been fiercely battling Jie Shiyi one-on-one in front of the goal, deflated like a punctured balloon. The other players all lowered their heads, listening quietly to what the two men had to say.
“But it’s already great that you’ve done this well.” The dark blue-haired boy wearing a coat put his hand on Ota’s shoulder.
"Waaaaah... Minister Tennoyuu!"
Ota was moved to tears and wanted to hug the boy's waist, but was stopped by Suoh Koki, who was standing next to Tenno.
"Zhonggang Rehabilitation, stop fooling around."
Amano Minaka said with dissatisfaction, "They've all recovered, there's no need to be so cautious."
No one who has recovered from a serious illness wants to receive excessive attention, let alone someone as strong-willed as Tenno Minaka.
Excessive attention is like an invisible shackle.
After finishing the interview, Kira Ryosuke saw the two people rushing over and turned to look at Amano Minaka, asking, "What did the doctor say?"
"Why is it a doctor right off the bat?" Amano handed a clean towel to Kira Ryosuke. "Does this mean I can only take time off to see a doctor? Can't I have other things to do?"
"Uh...sorry, that's not what I meant, it's just..."
That scene, however, is etched deeply into my heart like a brand.
His childhood friend suddenly collapsed on the football field. In a panic, he only managed to call for emergency help after being reminded by others. When he arrived at the hospital, he was told that his friend was in critical condition.
From then on, whenever the night grew quiet, Kira Ryosuke would dream of that gray scene that haunted him, and then suddenly wake up, his heart filled with turmoil.
"Does Ryosuke want to have a one-on-one match with me?"
Amano Minaka knew that Kira Ryosuke was overthinking again. Ignoring Kira Ryosuke's sweaty brows, she reached out and ruffled his milky-white hair. "I'd love to hear that, after all, I was rejected just yesterday."
Suoh Koki didn't speak, but when Kira Ryosuke placed his sweaty hand on his shoulder, he couldn't help but frown, a look of disgust on his face, and gently pushed the wet hand away from his shoulder without hesitation.
"Take it away, it's covered in sweat."
"Sorry, sorry," Kira Ryosuke said with a smile, without a trace of apology on his face.
Looking at the players still sitting in their chairs, immersed in the reprimand, Tenno Minaka said, "To celebrate qualifying for the National Tournament, shall we go for a buffet? It's on me! After all, as the captain, I haven't participated in any matches recently, which I really feel bad about. You've all worked hard."
"Waaaaah... Minister Tennoyuu."
"The minister only needs to appear in the finals of the national competition; we'll take care of everything else."
"Yes, yes."
"It would be good for Ten no Mi-kun to sit in the coach's seat and rest well."
Yes, the coaching position.
Tenno Minaka is not only the captain of the Matsukaze Black King soccer team, but also the coach of the team.
He was responsible for developing the training content and competition tactics for the club.
He certainly had the ability. Ten no Michu once led Matsukaze Kuroo Junior High School to win the national championship twice. If he hadn't been hospitalized during his third year of junior high, Matsukaze Kuroo would have been destined for a three-peat.
The players were moved to tears. They said they hoped that Tenno Minaka would play in the national tournament finals, but if Tenno Minaka actually played, they would definitely be put through extra training.
Suoh Koki and Kira Ryosuke locked eyes. Suoh Koki nodded to him, and seeing that Kira Ryosuke didn't look away, he said to him somewhat uncertainly, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Huh? I can actually hear Koki say that!" Kira Ryosuke poked him with his finger. "Could it be...?"
Kira Ryosuke pulled Amanomi back several steps until they were at a safe distance from Suoh Koki. Kira Ryosuke shouted, "Whoever you are, give your body back to Suoh Koki!"
"You idiot!" Suoh Koki chased after Kira Ryosuke and punched him on the head.
Ten no Mi waved the towel in her hand.
"Stop teasing him. But Ryosuke is really amazing. His tactics were good this time, and the score was also very impressive. Keep it up!"
Kira Ryosuke felt embarrassed by the sudden praise. He took the towel and carefully wiped the sweat off his body, his expression very serious.
"That's because of everyone! Football isn't a one-man sport."
Standing at a distance, Jie Shiyi watched the happy scene before her and suddenly recalled her coach's words.
"One for all, all for one."
But... I really want to win! If I shoot directly on goal, will I be able to win? Will I be able to do what they did...?
Jie Shiyi's face was grim, but his gaze was like a blazing flame, sharp and piercing. The air behind him seemed to distort, forming wisps of black mist.
While talking to his teammates, Tennoyu seemed to sense something and turned to find the source of the gaze.
The two locked eyes. A gentle breeze lifted the robe draped over Tenno's shoulders, and her dark blue hair blocked Tenno's probing gaze.
Suoh Koki looked at Amanomi no Naka with a puzzled expression and asked, "What's wrong, Naka?"
Amano Minaka smiled and shook his head. "I saw an interesting person."
Who is it? Who is it?
Ryosuke Kira, who had just been celebrating among the players, quickly approached and looked in the direction of Amanomi and Koki Suoh, only to find that there was no one in front of them.
Amano Minaka narrowed his bright golden eyes slightly and said mysteriously, "Guess?"
Do I know him?
"...Do we count as acquaintances?"
"Huh? How am I supposed to guess that?"
Suoh Hyoki decided to stop their boring guessing game. "By the way, did you guys receive the invitation from Blue Prison?"
"Is Koki interested in this?"
Kira Ryosuke had already changed into his casual clothes, casually slung his backpack over his shoulder, and was tapping away on his phone with his fingers, looking rather nonchalant. "But the national tournament is next month, right? It's fine with Naka-chan, but Koki, aren't you planning to participate?"
Suoh Hyoki did not respond, but instead looked down at Amanomichi.
“Blue Prison, huh? I heard it’s Shiba-sensei’s new project.” Amanomi looked up and met Suoh Koki’s gaze.
"The project aims to create the world's best striker. It will use the future of 299 strikers to create the world's best striker."
Amano Minaka stopped in her tracks. "It sounds like a really good project. If I weren't already a member of U-18, I'd love to participate in 'Blue Prison' too."
Upon hearing the name Shenba, Suoh Hyo-ki turned his head away and couldn't help but shush.
Shenba, whose full name is Huixin Shiba, is a spirit that lingers on the football field.
Suoh Hyo-hee disliked that gloomy mushroom-headed man, even though he was the one who led her onto the path of football.
Unlike Amano Minaka, who showed great affirmation and trust towards Mushroom Head upon first meeting him, Suoh Koki knew from their first meeting that they would definitely not get along, and their subsequent interactions proved this point.
Selfish playing style, brutal tactics.
Everything about it made Suoh Hyo-hee feel uncomfortable.
But... why did Amano Minaka mention him again?
Suoh Hyo-hee lowered his eyes, lost in thought.
He originally thought that Tenno Minaka had broken ties with that gloomy mushroom-headed guy during his third year of junior high school, but he didn't expect that they not only still kept in touch, but Tenno Minaka even knew about the contents of his new project.
"Unfortunately, we have more important things to do."
Upon hearing this, Kira Ryosuke felt a chill run down his spine. He frowned and said, "I'm sure I'll get caught and sent back for extra training this time, right?"
"The important thing now is to have a get-together!" Amano Minaka interrupted Kira Ryosuke, waving to the players who had already changed into their casual clothes.
"We just need to keep winning, and someone will naturally clean up the mess for us."
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