My Ego

Blue Lock facility.

POV: YOICHI ISAGI

Putting on the uniform provided by Blue Lock, I made my way into the room marked Z. It was a large plain open room. My uniform had the number 299 on my left shoulder.

"Isagi." Someone called out to me.

I looked to see Kira in the room, his uniform had the number 290 on it. He was among other people, numbering 12, including myself.

"Oh my god, you're Ryosuke Kira. And oh oh oh. I'm I dreaming you're Toshiro Hitsugaya. I've literally heard so much about you. I'm a big fan. I saw one of your matches last year it was life changing." Said a very hyperactive and friendly guy.

He introduced himself as Gurimu Igarashi. And said he ran away to Blue Lock to avoid becoming a monk.

He was number 300.

Toshiro Hitsugaya was number 289, the lowest I had seen.

A screen switched on, and Ego appeared.

"Hello, my diamonds in the rough. Hope you had the chance to get acquainted with each other. I would like you to think of those in the room with you as your teammates and also your opponents. Each one of you has had their abilities and capabilities quantified and have been assigned a rank accordingly. Of course, your ranks can change based on your performance throughout Blue Lock."

"Oh, I forgot to mention. Starting now, those that are locked off. Will lose the right ever represent Japan."

What?!

"Now, let's start with a little warm up, shall we? You will be playing a game of tag. You will have 136 seconds. Whoever is touched by the ball is it. And whoever is it the moment time runs out will be locked off.

Also, no using your hands."

With that, he left.

The screen showed that Gurimu Igarashi, the hyperactive monk, was currently it because he was ranked the lowest.

"So, because I'm the lowest ranked, I'm it." Igarashi said, approaching the ball.

[2min and 17 secs.]

He started kicking the ball around, looking for an easy target. I noticed he avoided Toshiro Hitsugaya.

I wondered if he was truly that good.

He found one person who appeared to be sleep and thought it was going to be an easy win however when he was about to kick the ball. The sleeping person performed a handstand and delivered a kick to his face.

To which the sleeping guy was quickly rebuked by a tall orange haired guy. An action that left the orange haired person exposed to Igarashi's sneak attack as a ball came flying straight into his face.

Anger by the sneak attack. I watched as the orange haired guy shot a powerful kick at Igarashi, but forever, the sneaky guy before the shot was fired.

Igarashi grabbed me.

Wait, what?! He grabbed me and held me in front of him to receive the ball.

The came flying into my stomach. It felt like a punch, and a slap rolled into one.

The bastard Igarashi finally released me. I fell to my knees, coughing on the floor.

I had let my guard down.

[49 seconds]

Time was running out. I have to tag someone, or I'm out, and my career is over. Struggling to my feet. I went to get the ball.

Scoured the area looking for someone to tag. But everyone was on guard. Keeping their distance from me.

I don't know what Toshiro's deals it's better to stay away from him for now. If he's as skill as they say, it would be a waste to try and tag him.

Trying to kick the ball at them from this distance will not hit. It will just be a waste of time.

[38 seconds]

Almost everyone's athletic ability is higher than mine. Come on, I won't let it all end here. I can't.

No, I won't allow it.

[34 seconds]

Damnit. Damnit. Damnit.

"Hahhaaha."

"Hey, cut it out. Get off."

"Hey, over here. Take the shot." Someone called out.

Looking over, I find the orange haired player with the sleeping guy wrapped around him, restraining his movement.

Perhaps. This is my chance.

Moving the ball a little, I try to reposition myself for my kick.

"Brat, I told you I hate. Playing drity." Said the orange haired guy before grabbing the sleeping guy and throwing him away.

[28 seconds]

Damnit, I missed my chance. Is this it? Is this the end for me?

"Agh."

CHANCE?!

I hear a cry from my left. I quickly looked over and down to the source. There I find it.

My chance.

[26 seconds]

I do not know how it happened, Igarashi had somehow sprained his ankle.

I reposition to aim at him. I looked down at him. His injuried, weak, and fearful eyes staring back at me.

He looked back at me with a scared, worried, and pleading expression. Extending arm calling timeout. Begging me for mercy.

But the time never stopped. Mercy never came.

This is it. This is Blue Lock. It's kill or be killed. It was me or him. And it was going to be me.

I pulled my leg back, ready to kick. Ready to end this. My leg swished through the air, speeding towards the ball.

[23 seconds]

'Really?'

I heard a voice within.

*TAP*

I had stopped myself from kicking the ball. Rather, I hammer it down in place with the sole of my feet.

"No, that's not right. I did not come to Blue Lock for this. I did not wager my career, my future, to simply pick on the weak."

[20 seconds]

"No, I came to Blue Lock to be different. To be better. To completely change the person I was."

"For this future. For my future.

I need to."

'No.'

"I have to."

'No, no, that's not it.'

"I MUST DEFEAT THE STRONG."

[15 seconds]

With that, I spun around and followed my instincts, shouting at me. Screaming at me go there.

"I like you. You're right. In this game, you gotta defeat the strong." Said the sleeping guy before he stole the ball off me.

But my instincts would not allow me to stop.

Nothing else matter. I was going to the strongest. I was going to defeat them.

ME!!

[10 seconds]

Before I knew it was approaching him. The strongest.

Toshiro Hitsugaya.

I was going to face off again him. And win.

[8 seconds]

I could see him as clearly as day. He had his hand covering him face as though he were hiding it. He wasn't even looking at me or paying attention to me.

But it did not matter. I would force him to look at me.

By some miracle, the ball fell in front of me. Like a pass from the heavens. At the perfect angle and elevation for the perfect shot.

[5 seconds]

My leg pulled back like a slingshot.

*Swish*

Then it swam through the air towards the ball.

*PANG*

The shot was fired straight at Toshiro's face, and time was running out.

[ 4 seconds]

The ball spun through the air, zooming at his face.

This is it my victory. He has no time left.

I WILL WIN.

I DEFEATED YOU, TOSHIRO HITSUGAYA.

[PAUSE]

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