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In Japan, in a building near the coast of sea, inside a room, there was a reporter with a slightly tense look on his face, staring straight ahead.
The reason for his discomfort?
A stunning girl with light red hair stood in front of him with an expression of complete disinterest, so bored that she couldn't be bothered to do anything other than sit there.
"Ahem... My name is Nihei from the soccer newspaper. Thank you for agreeing to our request to interview you," said the interviewer, getting the redhead's attention.
"This may be a bit sudden, but until now you have been playing in the youth categories of Real Madrid, although before taking the opportunity to move up to the first team, you returned here to Japan, which makes me very curious. Are you interested in participating in the J-League?"
"To be completely honest, I would rather die than accept the idea of playing soccer again in this mediocre country. I even consider it more fun to compete against the German academy, which is somewhat more competent," said the redhead for the first time in a sharp tone that sent chills down the presenter's spine (Member of the New Generation Geniuses - Saemi Itoshi).
Saemi stared at the interviewer with an apathetic, emotionless expression. She had long reddish hair that reached below her shoulders and was wearing a white formal suit with a small black bow at her neck and a formal skirt.
"I see... Itoshi-san... You were chosen by FIFA to be one of the 11 geniuses of the new generation. on top of that, there is talk of promising midfielders that many teams would love to have in their lineups, while it is certain that you would possibly be the player who could lead the Japanese national team and represent Japan. I would like to ask what your thoughts or perspectives are on this rumor about you?"
"Complete nonsense... and meaningless," said the redhead, starting to get up from her seat. "I could never see a chance of winning or becoming the best team with this country. My only dream so far is to win the Champions League. I can't imagine a decent striker from this country worthy of my passes. I guess I was born in the wrong country after all," concluded the redhead, heading for the door.
The interviewer, noticing the situation, decided to take his last chance to get her attention.
"There have been rumors lately among the Japanese association about a project called 'Blue Lock' to create an exceptional striker from among 300 participants. According to general reports, it has created some controversy within the association due to the idea of ending the dreams of 299 forwards in order to create a 'hero' who will lead Japan to victory. If Blue Lock manages to create someone exceptional, would you consider playing with him to represent Japan in the U-20 World Cup?"
"Blue Lock, huh?" said the redhead, pausing for a moment before responding.
"It's an interesting idea, to say the least, but idealistic. Given that the results are unknown, I can't comment in depth on the subject. However, in my opinion, I still don't think anyone outstanding will emerge. It's too soon for the World Cup to start again in almost four and a half months, which is too short a time, if you ask me, for someone exceptional enough to lead the attack for japan national team." Saemi spoke in a calm tone, looking at the interviewer.
"What if I told you that Blue Lock and the Bastard Munich academy agreed on a deal for the German genius to cooperate with Blue Lock to give them a challenge exceptional enough to inspire them?"
"Michael? Did you really agree?" Saemi thought with surprise, remembering her encounters with Kaiser and the other XI geniuses time ago.
"I see... If Michael Kaiser is in that project, they might have a chance of finding someone decent, or at least interesting..." That was all the redhead said before leaving the room, leaving the interviewer confused.
"She really is difficult to deal with," was all the man could think.
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"Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that idiot agreeing to participate in something like this," thought Saemi with an interested smile as she walked through the corridors of the facility.
"Usually, he would just stay at the academy doing mock matches with other teams from around the world, but if that is real maybe things could change a little for this country or at least have a fixed direction," Saemi monologued in her mind.
"I guess I'll wait a little longer. I want to see with my own eyes what Kaiser and Blue Lock can do," Saemi concluded in a tense tone, grabbing her phone and dialing a number.
"Tell me, Saemi-sa..." said a voice coming from the phone before being interrupted by Saemi.
"Cancel all plans. And the fly back to Spain. I've encountered some special circumstances and I plan to stay here in Japan a little longer."
"But Saemi-san, you're going to get in trouble with the press for this..."
"I don't care what those clowns think, this is more important. Do what I say," Saemi finished in a sharp tone as she ended the call.
"Kaiser... Blue Lock... Don't disappoint me," Saemi finished seriously, her black eyes visible as a faint mist surrounded her body.
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At the Blue Lock facility, our protagonist was with his teammates in the room watching Ego on television.
"I will give some details before the first selection begins next week."
"The first selection will be among you, the 55 players in the fifth block... It consists of a round of five groups, and only the top teams will advance to the second selection. It will be all or nothing for you rough diamonds"
"Ego-san, don't tell me you're trying to say that the 11 of us will try to play? Aren't all of us who participated in this project, including us, supposed to be strikers?" said a confused Chigiri.
"From the way Ego-san explains it, it looks like that's how it will be. That means the 11 of us will have to cover the other positions even if it's not favorable to our skills," Ikki said.
"I ask to be the striker," Raichi said immediately.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to give you that position. I want to be the striker," Kunigami said, shaking her head in disagreement.
"Huh? I want to score goals too," Bachira said, waving his arms.
"Let the dwarf be the defender," said an impassive Gagamaru.
"Hey, don't do that to me. With your height, you might be better off as a defender or goalkeeper," Naruhaya pointed out to Gagamaru, who looked bored.
While the others argued, Kaiser and Isami stood silently watching the discussion.
"This is going to take a while," was all Kaiser thought as he sighed.
"A team made up of only strikers? How is this supposed to work properly?" Isami wondered, confused, as she watched the others argue over positions.
"Ahem, don't you agree? Soccer is naturally a sport where only scoring goals matters. That feat is very simplistic for strikers like you. Maybe soccer now has its positioning system or that kind of nonsense, but that's just part of soccer history. In its origins, soccer was originally played with only strikers."
"We will adopt that atmosphere here at Blue Lock, where each of you will start your soccer at the same starting point and restructure your soccer and playing style from scratch."
"Throw away your common sense of what you think soccer is today, reject it, and engrave this in your minds: the most important thing for Japan to become the best in the world today is not teamwork or positions, it is having someone exceptional to lead the vanguard of the battle on the field."
"Exceptional players have always emerged in soccer, such as Neymar, Messi, Cristiano Ronaldo. Their mere presence changes the game and the world of sports forever. Everything evolves around trying to counter them."
"So listen carefully, rough diamonds , we will do the same here, so compete for it as you should. Are you ready, Blue Lock?" Ego concluded with an excited smile on his face.
"Hmm, we'll see what these people in your project are capable of, Ego-san," thought Kaiser, turning his gaze to his team, who were silent but with a look of excitement and competitiveness resonating among them as they looked at each other.
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With one day left before the match, the members of Team Z and Kaiser devoted themselves to completing their training routines and conducting drills with each other to familiarize themselves with each other's plays.
However, one thing they all agreed on was not to allow the other team to have Kaiser on their side.
Every time Kaiser entered the field, he changed the tide of the game, and unconsciously, everyone thought in unison that he was too good at orchestrating passes that threw off the opposing team's defense.
Kaiser, on the other hand, tried to contain his abilities as much as possible, refusing to take on the role of them striker and instead dedicating himself to the role of left winger, acting only as a defensive wall and orchestrating attacks by infiltrating the opponent's defense to orchestrate devastating offenses.
Although the idea of getting to know each other didn't work out very well, Isami, Bachira, Chigiri, Ikki, and Kunigami managed to connect better with Kaiser.
In their words, it was very easy to have him as an ally; he seemed capable of doing everything as if he were a shape-shifter.
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At that moment, in the middle of the night, our protagonist was with the girls, while the rest of the boys were in the bathroom.
"Hey, Kaiser-kun, I have a question. You're very competent in several positions why you never try to play as striker. Why do you refuse to take that position?" Bachira said excitedly, playing with Kaiser's hair while sitting on his back.
The other girls present nodded silently, waiting curiously for the blond's response.
"Hmm, gosh, even though the girls are talented, I can't say the same for the rest of them except for Gagamaru. You've made me stand out more than I expected," Kaiser thought nervously, trying to find a plausible answer.
"Well, I didn't bother fighting for it, knowing that the others or you would also argue to take the position of main striker," Kaiser replied, drawing the girls' attention.
"Besides, everything we did is still not enough proof. Everything will be formally decided based on our roles on the field when the first game starts for us tomorrow. We are all strikers, so whoever is the best will take that position," Kaiser concluded his explanation.
"Is that so, Kaiser-kun?" Bachira said, looking down at him with a suspicious smile.
"Well, he has a point there. Only the best will take the striker position, and I'll make sure it's me," Kunigami thought to himself with a confident look.
"Fair point. I'll make sure to give it my all tomorrow, although I have a feeling that Kaiser is hiding something," Chigiri thought to himself as he watched our protagonist.
"Everything will be decided tomorrow, huh? I'll do my best, and victory will be mine," Isami thought, clenching his fist with a serious look.
"Hehehe, very well. I have a strange feeling about you, Kaiser-kun, but I'll let it go. Now the important thing is to claim victory tomorrow and become the team's striker. I'll make sure to beat them all," said Bachira, drawing the attention of everyone present by pointing at them with a mischievous smile.
"Keep dreaming, Little Bee. I won't give you that luxury," Kunigami said confidently.
"Little Bee? You look like an Amazon," Bachira replied to the nickname.
"Hahaha, Amazon," Chigiri began to laugh, covering her mouth, which irritated Kunigami and made Kaiser, Isami, and Bachira laugh.
"Silence, princess, this is none of your business," Kunigami said, irritated by what had happened.
"Well, better to be a princess than to be considered an Amazon," Chigiri replied with a confident expression on her face.
"You guys sure have a lot of energy. I hope you're ready for when I take the striker position away from you," Isami said, joining the conversation.
"Keep dreaming, shorty. It'll be a miracle if you don't faint in the middle of the game," Kunigami said.
"Hey, repeat that!" Isami said, irritated by his comment.
"I said it would be a miracle if you didn't faint on the field," Kunigami repeated with a mischievous smile on his face, which deepened Isami's irritation.
"You...!" Isami muttered, clenching her fist in frustration.
Kaiser, noticing the situation, simply applauded, drawing the attention of the girls who were watching him.
"Enough, settle your differences tomorrow on the field and let the best win," Kaiser said calmly.
"That was fun to watch, Kaiser-kun," said Bachira, placing his head upside down in front of his face.
"Don't start with your games, Bachira," was all Kaiser said, although he found the situation somewhat amusing but at the same time uncomfortable due to Bachira's closeness and intimacy towards him.
"Hey, get away from him," Kunigami said, getting Bachira's attention.
"I don't want to~" Bachira replied, shaking her head.
"You'll see," Kunigami said again, standing up and approaching Bachira to then pick her up and carry her away from Kaiser.
"Noooo, why? Let me go!" Bachira said, trying to free herself from Kunigami's grip.
"Hahahahahahaha..."
Chigiri and Isami laughed at the situation, with Kaiser somewhat relieved.
"That was certainly something," thought Kaiser, clutching his heart, which was beating rapidly at Bachira's proximity.
"I don't know why, but it feels good to be here. It's a feeling and atmosphere unlike anything I've ever experienced before," thought Kaiser, amused as he watched Bachira and Kunigami arguing with each other.
"Hey, you two, don't go too far with your teasing," said an exasperated Chigiri, mediating a little.
"Yes, girls, please don't go overboard," Isami said with a nervous smile.
"Hmmph!"
"Hmmph!"
They said at the same time, both looking away from each other as they pouted with their eyes closed.
"Cute..." Kaiser thought with a short smile on his face.
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Minutes later, once the rest of Team Z entered the room, they saw Kaiser laughing with the girls as they talked among themselves.
"Hey girls, you can use the bathroom now," Kuon said in a calm tone, interrupting their conversation.
"Got it, thanks for letting us know," Chigiri said, getting up from the floor next to Isami.
"It's about time," Kunigami said, shaking her butt from sitting for so long.
"Nothing better than a bath before bed," Bachira said with a smile, her hands on her hips.
Isami nodded in agreement. Once the girls left the room, Raichi turned his gaze to a calm Kaiser.
"Hey, blue rose, you're having fun with the girls, aren't you?" said Raichi in an ambiguous tone, although with a trace of envy on his face.
"There he goes again," Ikki thought with a sigh.
"Actually, yes, it's a shame you can't get any of their attention, but don't worry, I'm sure you'll find someone soon, who knows," Kaiser said with a confident smile.
"Tch! Look at this cocky bastard."
"I smell jealousy on you, hahaha."
"Shut up, Naruhaya."
"Don't start fighting, we have important things to do tomorrow."
"I know, you legless post!" Raichi said.
"I won't comment on that," Gagamaru sighed, heading for his bed.
"Okay, Raichi, that's enough. Save that energy for tomorrow. We'll need it for the fight," said Kuon.
"Whatever you say, weirdo," said Raichi, heading to his bed.
"This is going to take a while," thought Kaiser, amused as he observed the situation.
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Meanwhile, the girls were in the bathroom with their naked bodies, openly showing off their sexy and voluptuous figures to each other.
"Wow, Kunigami-chan, what an amazing stomach and breasts you have," said a curious Bachira, looking at Kunigami's body with surprise.
"That uniform certainly doesn't do you justice to your body," said Chigiri, washing his hair and joining the conversation.
"I guess so, but you girls aren't bad either. Bachira is very well balanced, to tell the truth," commented Kunigami, looking at Bachira's breasts and butt.
"Ha, my Oka-san passed her genes on to me," Bachira said, holding her breasts with a smile from ear to ear.
"Although Isami-kun isn't bad at all, he has an attractive figure too, and those curves aren't bad at all," Kunigami commented, looking at a embarrassed Isami because of the conversation they were having.
"What kind of conversation is this?!" Isami said with a blush on her face, covering her breasts with her hands.
"Haven't you ever had women to have these conversations with? It's more common than you think," Chigiri said, looking at Isami with a smile.
"Yes, but we've never brought up this topic," Isami replied.
"Hehehe, anyway, speaking of bodies, I wonder what Kaiser-kun's naked torso looks like," said a curious Bachira, drawing the girls' attention.
"Kaiser-kun's body?" said Chigiri, blushing as she imagined that image in her mind.
"Very sexy to see, I can guarantee that. That blond guy is in great shape. I'm sure it would be exciting to see something like that," Kunigami commented, reluctantly admitting with a blush.
"I agree, I'd like to see it," Bachira admitted unashamedly.
"What kind of fantasies are those?!" shouted an embarrassed Isami, pointing her finger at Bachira.
"Ehhh, but wouldn't you like to know what's hidden behind that uniform, Isami-kun?" said Bachira with a mischievous smile, observing the intense blush on the black-haired girl's face.
"Kaiser-kun's body..." Isami imagined, then fell to the floor with a nosebleed as everyone looked on.
"What an imagination you must have to react like that," Kunigami said, shaking his head as he helped Isami up.
"Hahahaha."
"Stop laughing, bee, you've gone too far and you know it."
"Hey, but Chigiri-chan, I wasn't the one who imagined that."
"I highly doubt it, you're bleeding from your nose."
"Oops, my mistake."
"Perverts," was all the unconscious Isami said.
"Says the one who imagined it," said an embarrassed Chigiri.
"Okay, okay, let's leave the topic here. Don't let your hormones and stress get the better of you. Tomorrow will be an important day for us and the boys," Kunigami interjected, rinsing his mouth.
"That's right, I'm already excited to play with Kaiser-kun."
"I see you're interested in Kaiser, not Bachira?" Chigiri said, feeling jealous even though she didn't know why.
"Can you blame me? He's good at playing and he's attractive. He made a good first impression on me," Bachira admitted with a slight blush on her face.
"It's true, the blond guy has his charm, I admit it," Kunigami commented at the same time that Isami woke up from her faint, hearing what was said.
"Stop talking about it, for God's sake!" exclaimed the black-haired girl.
"Hahahahahaha!!!" Kunigami and Bachira laughed at the same time, and Chigiri just smiled and then turned off the shower, marking the end of the night.
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