𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙, 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 | Fem!Isagi

by wrixter

Summary:

❝So, what if I'm the only female player here?! As long as I can still play on the field, I will destroy them.❞

Being the only female soccer player in Blue Lock wasn't easy for Isagi Yura, but what was even more difficult was stealing the spotlight from those stronger than her and beating them.

But that's okay. As long as she could still play, as long as she could feel the adrenaline rushing through her veins, as long as she could devour the others, she could face all of them and become the strongest.

OR

↳ Blue Lock but with Female Isagi Yoichi (Isagi Yura) and a little bit (massive) change :)

Notes:

English is not my native language, so if there are mistakes, blame google translate. Don't expect a good and long story, this is just to satisfy myself. NO BETA WE DIE LIKE A KIRA AND OTHERS SOCCER LIVES!

Chapter 1: DREAM

Summary:

Being the only girl in a room full of beasts, Isagi first had to show that she wasn't weak. Some of the players in this room were more talented than her, some weren't and some had talent at the same level as her. Isagi didn't want to be seen as weak just because she was the only girl, she didn't want to be treated like a weak and fragile princess.

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In the 2018 Soccer World Cup, Japan lost in the best sixteen. 

 

CHAPTER 1: DREAM

 

“Once again, our Japanese representative team has keenly felt the wall that is the rest of the world.” A woman with brown eyes and brown hair spoke in front of the other members of the Japan Football Association. “I believe we have to take this to heart and devise a plan to come back even stronger for the next World Cup, what do you think chairman ?”

 

[ Name: Anri Teieri

 Japan Football Union New Hire ]

 

Anri looked at the fat and old man in front of him who didn't seem to care about her words. “Huh? We’re making money so who cares ?” The man looks up disinterestedly. “In the end, soccer is just business.”

 

[ Name: Hirotoshi Buratsuta

  Japan Football Union Chairman ]

 

“Let’s just find some foreign coach who seems good or a japanese guy and if it doesn't work out, we’ll just fire them.” He explained. “Even if we don't do anything, just representing Japan is enough to make our brand profitable.”

 

Anri stared silently at the chairman

 

“What if your proposed reform ends up hurting profits?” Buratsuta question. “Some people may appeal against you.” 

 

Anri was silent for a while before she stood up. In a loud voice, she said, “It’s true that Japanese soccer has made great advancement over the last twenty-five years and thus it can be said that we’ve achieved a certain level of success.” 

 

“However, allow me to state this clearly!” Instantly everyone's attention turned to Anri. “At this rate, Japanese soccer is in danger of NEVER winning the World Cup.” 

 

“Huh? Anri-chan, do you really believe that Japan can win the World Cup ?” Buratsuta asked. 

 

“Of course I do, you damn tanuki. That’s my dream!” She exclaimed. “”We can win if we play our own type of match”, “Japan passing-style soccer can be effective internationally.” It’s because we keep saying things like this, we never make it past the best sixteen.”

 

“If you’re saying all that, Anri-chan… Do you have some kind of plan ?” 

 

Anri put on a determined face. “I will produce players who can lead this country to a World Cup victory!” 

 

A photo of a man appeared on the screen. “Please observe, this is the indispensable coach who will help us destroy and remake Japanese soccer…”

 

“... Jinpachi Ego !” 

 

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

 

[ National High School Soccer Championship ]

 

“Go, Isagi! Come on!”

 

“This is our last chance!! Isagi!!”

 

A girl with shoulder-length black hair and blue eyes as dark as the ocean, was dribbling the field with two people trying to stop her. Even though she was the only girl playing on the field, she moved quickly and dodged all the attacks sent at her.

 

‘We’ll go to the nationals if we win this!’ She thought. Her whole body was filled with adrenaline and excitement, a shadow behind her smirked, showing sharp teeth.

 

[ Name: Yura Isagi

  Ichinan H.S Forward Second-Year ]

 

Isagi paused, facing her opponent. Swiftly, she moved her feet, leaving her opponent confused. 

 

‘Which way?! Which way?! Where is she going?! Which way?!’ Her opponent thinks. ‘Here!’ He guessed. 

 

But his guess was wrong and Isagi managed to slip and continued to dribble. ‘Come on, I’m over here dumbass!’ Isagi smirked.

 

Now Isagi was in front of goal, facing the goalkeeper. ‘One-on-one with the goalie, I’ll decide it with this shot!’

 

[ Name: Shohie Inaba

  Matsukaze Kokuo H.S Goalkeeper ]

 

"Shot." The monster inside her said. 

 

A fire burned within Isagi, something fierce and wild was starting to wake up. A wild grin formed on her lips. ‘I’m going to nationals!’ 

 

“Isagi!” Isagi flinched at her teammate's call. “I’m wide open! We really need this point!” 

 

‘Ah… Tada-chan…’ Isagi clenched her fists. ‘He’s right… If I pass, we’ll get the point…’  

 

“What are you doing, Isagi?! It’s all over if we don’t get this!” Her coach yelled. “”One for all and all for one!””

 

Isagi's blue eyes sharpened. ‘That's right, soccer is a sport played by eleven people.’ Isagi passed the ball to her teammates but when he kicked the ball it hit the post.

 

“Counter! Counter!”

 

'Damn it!' Isagi thought as she turned around and ran towards the ball that was kicked. 

 

“Break through, Kira!”

 

A boy of Isagi's age received the kicked ball and dribbled towards the goal, he dodged all the attacks given. 

 

[ Name: Ryosuke Kira

  Matsukaze Kokuo H.S Forward Second-Year ]

 

When he was in front of the goal, Kira kicked the ball and the ball entered the goal. Give his team a point and win this game. 

 

Isagi stared desperately at the opposing team celebrating their victory. The only thing on the black-haired girl's head was her defeat. 

 

‘We lost…’ 

 

Isagi clenched her fists and tried to hold back her tears. She felt disappointed, angry, resigned and sad at the same time. She looked at her team members who were crying. She is the only girl on this boys football team because there is no girls football team at her school, they have been kind enough to let her into their team. And she returned the favor with defeat. 

 

She's the only one who doesn't cry when all the members and coaches cry, she just stands there sweating. 

 

On the way home, Isagi thought about her mistake. She should have kicked the ball and not passed it, she should have done that…

 

Her dream of becoming the best female striker and winning the World Cup is unlikely to come true, she thinks ‘At this rate, I probably won't even go pro…’  

 

Isagi thought of Kira. Even though they were both second-year, their differences were huge. ‘I guess only guys like him get to go pro…’ 

 

Sighing, Isagi decided to leave it alone and walked to her house quietly. 

 

“I’m home…”

 

"How was the game?" her mother asked.

 

Isagi sighed, knowing what her mother would say after she said the results of today's game.

 

“We lost.” 

 

"I told you, Ra-chan. You shouldn't be playing soccer, you're wasting your pretty looks. If you didn't play football, you would definitely become a famous idol-”

 

Isagi covered her ears. Her mother did not support Yura Isagi dream of playing football, she always asked and forced herself to stop playing football and started to care about her appearance. It wasn't that her mother thought Yura shouldn't be playing soccer, her mother just didn't want her daughter's appearance to be wasted. Or that's what she thought.

 

 

Since childhood, Yura Isagi has often been called beautiful. Some people say that she can become a famous artist and idol. When her mother found out that Yura didn't want to be an artist or idol and preferred to play soccer, you could say she didn't agree. 

 

Only her father supports her, and even then he cannot persuade her mother to accept their daughter's dream. 

 

“-By the way, a letter came for you, Ra-chan. It’s from the Japan Football Union.”

 

“...Huh?”

 

And here she is. Standing in front of the gates of the Japan Football Union. She didn't know why she was chosen, but she was glad someone noticed her. She was lucky her mother let her follow this, of course after they had been arguing with each other for a full three hours. 

 

Will she meet other female soccer players? Will she make friends? Will she succeed?-

 

“Huh? Aren’t you Ichinan’s Isagi-chan ?” 

 

A familiar voice. Turning her head, she met Ryosuke Kira. 

 

“Right? So you got called too!” A big smile made on Kira's face. “Thank you for the match the other day, it’s pretty impressive for a girl to do that! Not everyday you see a girl on the boys soccer team.”

 

“I dunno if you have a high-level view of the game, or just a high soccer IQ but during our game, I was thinking that you’d give me some crazy good passes if we were on the same team.”

 

“...Thanks…” She mumbled. She wasn't sure what to feel so she walked in, followed by Kira. 

 

Upon entering, she was greeted by hundreds of players and none of them were women. Several people who saw her also widened their eyes, clearly shocked. Isagi tried to look elsewhere and she couldn't find any female players besides herself. But Isagi could sense that there were several people who had monsters in their bodies like her, she was relieved to know that she was not alone.

 

“Congratulations, you unpolished lumps of talent.” 

 

All attention suddenly turned to the man who was on the stage. 

 

“According to my personal judgement, the three hundred of you are the best strikers under eighteen.” The man said. “My name is Jinpachi Ego, I was hired to give Japan a World Cup victory.”

 

Instantly, many people were whispering to one another. Isagi just stood there feeling shocked and confused.

 

The man- Ego ignored their whispers. “I’ll say this plainly. Only one thing is necessary for Japanese soccer to become the best in the world. The birth of a revolutionary striker with the three hundred if you here, I will conduct an experiment to create the world’s best striker.”

 

“Look, this is the facility created for that purpose.” A logo appears and it says... “Blue Lock”. 

 

“Starting today, you’ll all be living here together while undergoing the special training I’ve devised. You can return to your homes and this marks the end of your previous soccer careers. But I promised you this, whoever survives this blue lock and outlasts the other two hundred ninety-nine…” 

 

“The last remaining person will become the world’s best striker.” 

 

Silence fell in the room, Isagi could even hear her own heartbeat. 

 

“That concludes my explanation. Thank you.” 

 

Isagi froze in place after hearing Ego's explanation who turned out to be their coach from now on. She didn't want to go back home and let her dreams disappear, she didn't want to follow her mother's words. She wants to be the best striker in the world, she wants to be recognized by her mother. Yura Isagi knew that if she went home, she would not be able to play football again.

 

“If you are eliminated, you must promise not to play football again and if you succeed, you are allowed to play football with all your heart. Without me forcing you to stop playing."

 

Remembering her mother's words, Isagi bit her lower lip. Isagi clenched her fists and was just about to go forward, when suddenly Kira said something. 

 

“Umm, excuse me! I can’t consent to your explanation.” Kira raised his hand, making everyone's attention including Ego's turn to him. “Each of us have our own precious teams and some of us are preparing for nationals. Running off to some place that makes no sense, I can’t abandon my team to participate in that.” 

 

Suddenly, everyone expresses their agreement with Kira's words and expresses their disapproval.

 

“Yeah! I’ve got nationals, too!”

 

“And what’s that stuff about living together?”

 

“Yeah! That’s right!”

 

“Who are you anyway?!”

 

“Bring out somebody legit!”

 

More people protesting, more people shouting.

 

Yurai Isagi stood in the middle of the chaos. She felt these people were insane and stupid. Can't they see their coach is getting annoyed? 

 

"Everyone shut up!" Isagi shouted loudly, making the entire room fall silent and attention was drawn to her. Ignoring the nervousness, Isagi stepped forward.

 

“Excuse me sir, can you explain in more detail about this? Some of us don't understand what you're talking about. Please explain so we know what we are getting ourselves into right now.” Isagi's words were formal and serious, she managed not to show a hint of fear or nervousness in her voice or her look. 

 

Being the only girl in a room full of beasts, Isagi first had to show that she wasn't weak. Some of the players in this room were more talented than her, some weren't and some had talent at the same level as her. Isagi didn't want to be seen as weak just because she was the only girl, she didn't want to be treated like a weak and fragile princess. 

 

"I see..." Ego stroked his head. “You’re all really sick, uh…” 

 

“Then piss off.”

 

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped drastically. Everything seemed frozen in place.

 

“If you want to leave, I won't stop you.” He stated. “Your team is precious…? Instead of becoming the world’s best, you rather be the best high schooler in our country’s soccer backwater? Huh?” His tone was mocking and cold, giving some people goosebumps.

 

“I get depressed when I think about people like you carrying the future of Japanese soccer. Listen, Japanese soccer’s teamwork capability is the best in the world. You can say it’s a gift of our country's propensity for considering others. But beside that, everything else is second-rate.”

 

“Let me ask you, just what is soccer ? A sport where eleven people combine their power ? “Treasuring our bonds”? “For my friend's sake”?”

 

“Wrong. And that’s why this country's games have always been weak. I’ll tell you what soccer is…”

 

“...A sport in which you score more points than your opponents. Whoever scores the most points is the best. If you want to play at “getting along”, then piss off.”

 

But after Ego's words, there are still those who still want to protest and that person is Ryosuke Kira. 

 

“I disagree… Please take that back.” 

 

Isagi wanted to hit his head. Can't he see he's only going to make things worse? Does he only have one brain cell?

 

“Players like Honda or Kawaga, there are plenty of others watching eleven people battle together. We grew up watching our Japanese teams cooperate. They’re my heroes! And you’re wrong!” 

 

Ego scratched his head and Isagi couldn't stop herself but nervous because she knew something bad would happen once Kira's words left that stupid mouth. 

 

“Hm…? Honda? Kawaga? Hmmm?” No one moved or spoke except for the person in front of them. “None of them have won the World Cup, right ? Then they’re trash. I’m talking about being the best in the world, got it ? Take Noel Noa, for example…”

 

Hearing her idol's name, Isagi flinched. 

 

“He beat out Messi and Ronaldo to take the Ballon D’or. Do you know what the best striker in the world said?”

 

“ ”Instead of assisting my teammates to win by 1-0, it feels better to pull off a hat trick and lose 3-4.” You see ? Eric Cantona, the greatest soccer player of the twentieth century said, “I don't care about my team, I just want to stand out.” And the best player of all time, three-time World Cup winner Pele, said, “The world’s best forward, midfielder, defense, goalkeeper. Whichever you ask about, the answer is still me.” ”

 

“That! How about it?! Awful, right ?! But these guys are number one! They were all revolutionary strikers! All of them are peerless egotists. What Japanese soccer lacks is ego. If you’re not the world’s top egotist, you can never become the world’s best striker.”

 

“And I want to create someone like that in this country. The lone hero who will stand atop two hundred ninety-nine corpses. Now, you lumps of talent, let me ask one final question…”

 

“Imagine, you’re at the last match of the World Cup. Eighty thousand spectators. You’re on that field. The score is 0-0. The game has gone into overtime. The last play, you’ve broken through and received a pass from your teammate. It's one-on-one with the goalkeeper. There’s a teammate twenty feet to your right. If you pass, you can almost certainly get a point. But you gamble your nation’s hopes and the assurance of victory to shoot without hesitation.”

 

Isagi remembered the match earlier. Ego's words are true. Because when Isagi passed the ball, she lost and if she had just shot the ball, she would have won.

 

“Only those sort of crazy egotists, may proceed ahead.”

 

Isagi couldn't stop shaking. Not out of fear but out of excitement. During her life, whenever she played soccer, no one took her seriously. No one takes soccer as seriously as she. Because of her lovely appearance, no one dared to play seriously with her. But here, she could be taken seriously. No one will treat her like fragile glass or someone valuable, all will play seriously and hard with her. 

 

Because their whole soccer lives are at risk.

 

“I’ll say this once more. Soccer is a sport that exists for you strikers. Think of everyone besides yourself on the field as supporting actors. Discard your common sense. On the field, you are the leading actor."

 

‘Nobody ever told me any of this…’ Isagi thought with joy and excitement blooming in her heart.

 

“Rejoice in your own goals over all else, that’s what it means to be a striker and live for nothing but that moment.”

 

No one moved or spoke.

 

“I have one question and one request,” Isagi said as she raised her hand. 

 

“Huh…” Ego sighed. “Then say your questions and requests and I will see if I can fulfill them.”

 

Nodding, Isagi stepped forward with confidence and impatience. “Are there women's changing rooms and toilets for women?” 

 

Everyone looked at her strangely. Hey! She doesn't want to change clothes in front of boys!

 

"Of course there is," replied Ego. 

 

Gazing seriously at Ego, Isagi said her request. “Can you promise me that everyone in this place will not treat me gently? Can you promise me that the game I play will be hard and serious?” 

 

Everyone stared in surprise at the only woman in the room. A boy with black hair and yellow eyes, grinning at Isagi. 

 

The unexpected also happened. The corners of Ego’s lips twisted up. “Yes, I can assure you that you won't be treated any differently from the others.” 

 

A big smile formed on Isagi's lips. "I just need that answer."

 

Quickly, Isagi sprinted forward and left everyone behind. Happiness and impatience burned within her like fire. 

 

It didn't take long for everyone to follow her. 

 

“Damn! Let me in, there!”

 

“I’m going too!”

 

“Me too!”

 

“And me!” 

 

Somebody once said, “In the world of soccer, first-class goalies, defenders and midfielders can be raised. But strikers are something different entirely. First-class strikers will suddenly appear where the game is hottest in the place.” 

 

Blue Lock is the place where the game is hottest in the whole world. 

 

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Notes:

I'm so fucking tired. Please send help.

 

I made Isagi a little more confident and an adrenaline junkie. She's a little cold because of her past. Since she was a girl and had a beautiful appearance, no one took her seriously. I want her mother to be like my mother. My mom wasn't very supportive of my dreams so I thought, hey, why not?

If there are mistakes, blame my tired mind and google translate. And if you forget like an idiot, English is not my native language so if there is a sentence where it's not English, it's my native language.

Chapter 2: MOVING IN

Summary:

When Igarashi kicked the ball towards Isagi, Isagi shot the ball back and hit Igarashi in the face leaving bruises and a small nosebleed. The corners of Isagi's lips rose instantly, satisfied to see the shocked faces of the people around her.

She been holding back for too fucking long and now, she will let go some of her ability.

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"In order to secure a World Cup victory for Japan, we will create the world's best striker."

 

Three hundred high school forwards have been gathered as part of this project.

 

CHAPTER 2: MOVING IN

 

Isagi sighed. The only thing they told her and the others is that they would be moving into some kind of lodging. So now they're on the bus, going through the mountains. 

 

And then they arrived. 

 

Isagi is amazed when she sees how big the building is. The building had the words 'BLUE LOCK' written on it and was square and obviously very large and tall.

 

'So that Blue Lock…' She thinks. 'The place that'll turn our football lives upside down!'

 

When they got off the bus, they were greeted by a woman who called their names one by one and gave them a uniform.

 

"Next… Yura Isagi."

 

Coming forward, Isagi received her clothes. In one hand was a number and a letter. 

 

'299 Z… What does that mean…?'

 

"Alright, now each of you will go to the room matching your uniform's letter," The woman explained. "We'll notify you when to change into uniform."

 

Isagi walked into the facility and started looking for her room. It was a little difficult because this building felt like a labyrinth but luckily she was able to find her room in the end.

 

"Finally," Isagi muttered in relief when she saw a door with letter Z on it.

 

As she entered, she saw eleven men. Some were changing, some were chatting, some were sleeping and some were just alone. Isagi's attention was temporarily fixed on the sleeping boy, she could feel the monster inside the boy. 

 

Several people stared at her but she ignored them and walked to her locker. There, she was greeted by Kira who happened to be in the same room as her.

 

"Isagi!" He greeted her. "I'm relieved… There's a familiar face here."

 

Isagi just nodded and changed her clothes in the women's changing room in the room which seemed to be exclusively for her, it had its own shower and toilet (thanks gods for that) .

 

After she changed her clothes, she just sat by her locker until an almost bald boy came up to her.

 

"Nice to meet 'cha!" The boy said as he waved his hand. "My name's Gurimu Igarashi!"

 

[ Name: Gurimu Igarashi

  Second-Year Forward ]

 

"Oh.. Hello I think..." Isagi greeted him awkwardly. 

 

Ignoring the awkwardness of the girl in front of him, Igarashi began to tell his story. "You see, I was born in a temple so even though I was basically destined to inherit it, I hated having my life written out like that..!"

 

Isagi raised an eyebrow, confused why he had told her that. 

 

"So I made a promise to my old man to forget it all if I become a pro player!" 

 

'Ah…' Isagi narrowed her eyes. 'This boy wants me to feel sorry for him and that way, he can win.'

 

Isagi wasn't sure of her guess but what she was sure of was that the past he said is a truth.

 

"That's why that guy's speech pumped me so much! I felt like, wow, I can really change my own fate !"

 

"My ambition's gonna make me win!" Igarashi exclaimed.

 

Isagi looked at the number on Igarashi's arm and saw the number 300. 

 

"Me too…" 'So this guy is number 300.'

 

Suddenly, a voice and a guy appeared on the television. 

 

"Are you done changing, you unpolished gems ?"

 

Jinpachi Ego. The person who is on television.

 

"Hey, hey. The people in your room will be both your roommates and your rival."

 

Ego's words are like a reminder. A reminder that they shouldn't get too close. 

 

"We have estimated your potential based on my judgement and my peers' calculations. Represented your ranking. It is the number attached to your uniform."

 

Realizing that, Isagi looked down at the number on her arm. 

 

"With it, you can gauge your position among the 300 players in this facility."

 

'299th!' Isagi gritted her teeth. 'Damn, I'm too low…!'

 

"Your ranking will change daily based on several factors. For example, going up or down based on your training or the results of your games and unconditionally, the top five players will participate in a certain tournament six months from now." Ego explained calmly. "They will become the selected strikers for the Japan U-20 National Team playing at the World Cup."

 

Everyone widened their eyes when they heard Ego's statement.

 

"Also, those who are defeated at Blue Lock will be permanently banned from Japan's National Team." He let out a grin. "We are looking for one crucial component here: "Ego". That is what we will measure as you live here in this facility."

 

Suddenly, Ego's expression turned frightening. "Well now… It is time to play " Tag "."

 

A ball falls from above. “The time limit is one hundred thirty-six seconds. If you get hit with the ball, you’re ‘it’. Whoever’s ‘it’ when the time runs out has to piss off back home.” 

 

The ball fell right in front of Isagi and without hesitation, Isagi kicked the ball and hit Igarashi. Feeling excitement, Isagi could feel the monster inside her starting to awaken and couldn't wait to crush the others.

 

[ IT : Gurimu Igarashi

        Ranking 300 ]

 

“Prepare yourselves for the battle. This is no ordinary game of tag.” Ego said.

 

[ 02:15 ]

 

Igarashi started dribbling and tried to hit someone else. Isagi could see the sleeping boy starting to wake up but that wasn't her concern. 

 

“Sorry Isagi-chan! You’re my target, #299!” 

 

When Igarashi kicked the ball towards Isagi, Isagi shot the ball back and hit Igarashi in the face leaving bruises and a small nosebleed. The corners of Isagi's lips rose instantly, satisfied to see the shocked faces of the people around her. 

 

She been holding back for too fucking long and now, she will let go some of her ability. 

 

“Damn it! This is harder than I thought!” He shouted. “Anyone will do… Come on!” 

 

Isagi was getting bored gradually, this was more boring than she thought. Igarashi dared not target Isagi again and preferred someone else. 

 

“This is… This is ridiculous!” Kira muttered. “I can’t see how this game is ‘top training’... “ 

 

Isagi snorted when she heard Kira's words but he didn't seem to hear her. “Kira-san.”

 

“I’m only participating to prove him wrong. Having our soccer lives decided by kicking the ball around and playing tag for two minutes is definitely wrong! There’s no way I’ll let someone like him destroy my future!” 

 

Isagi sighed. She didn't want to deal with someone like Kira. Of course there is a real meaning to why this game was chosen, everything must have a reason if this is arranged by Ego. 

 

Igarashi targeted the sleeping male but unlucky, he was kicked in the face instead. The sight almost made Isagi laugh, luckily she covered her mouth quickly. 

 

A man with orange hair and auburn eyes was the one who got hit by Igarashi's ball instead. 

 

[ IT : Kensuke Kunigami

        Ranking 291 ]

 

“Urgh, you bastard…” Kunigami growled. “I’ll crush you Iga-guri!” 

 

Kunigami kicked the ball vigorously at Igarashi who was hiding behind Isagi.

 

[ Name: Kensuke Kunigami

  Forward Blue Lock Ranking #291 ]

 

Instead of hitting Igarashi, the ball hit Isagi's stomach causing her to fall before she could react. Isagi sat up holding her aching stomach. 

 

“Isagi-chan!” Kira shouted. 

 

“Ah… My bad. Wasn’t aiming for you…” Kunigami said. 

 

[ IT : Yura Isagi

        Ranking 299 ]

 

Suddenly a ball flew towards the two people, luckily they dodged but they stared in horror at the small crack in the wall from Isagi's kick. 

 

Who would have guessed that a small and weak girl's kick could be this strong?

 

A wild grin appeared on her face. 'Just one more minute and I'm feeling really excited! ' Adrenaline erupted in her body, flowing through her veins. 

 

Everyone tried to dodge Isagi's kick which they decided was deadly.

 

The sleeping boy tried to restrain Kunigami to give Isagi a chance but Kunigami threw the boy and hit Igarashi, injuring him in the process. 

 

"That's your chance, Isagi-chan!" Kunigami shouted. 

 

Igarashi panicked and tried to beg Isagi not to target him. A pitiful sight for Isagi. After all, Isagi wasn't planning on targeting Igarashi, it was too easy and if it was too easy, where was the excitement? What's the point in targeting the weak anyway? It will not make her stronger.

 

The boy who possessed a monster, he was strong, Isagi knew that fact. Her goal here is to get stronger and become the greatest striker in the world, she won't target the weak and easy targets. 

 

“I came here to change my life…” Isagi stated. “...To become the world's best, I’m here.” 

 

‘If I don’t beat someone stronger than I am, then nothing will change!’ She thinks. 

 

Turning around, Isagi kicked the ball vigorously at the man who had a monster like herself. The ball hit the man in the stomach and threw him a few inches behind. 

 

[ IT : Meguru Bachira

        Ranking 290 ]

 

“I like you!” Bachira said with a smile. He dribbled the ball towards Kira.

 

[ Name: Meguru Bachira

  Forward Blue Lock Ranking #290 ]

 

Isagi looked amused at the fierce battle between Bachira and Kira. 'As you would expect from someone with a monster like me' thought Isagi excitedly. 

 

Suddenly, the ball was passed (yes, passed. Isagi knows Bachira wants to test her and Isagi knows he knows Isagi has monsters too) at her. Knowing Bachira's thoughts, Isagi didn't waste the pass and kicked the ball right in the face of Kira causing him to fall hard to the floor. 

 

"Bon!" Bachira exclaimed at the same time. 

 

[ 00:01 ]

 

[ 00:00 ]

 

Kira looked shocked and betrayed at Isagi. “Isagi-chan…? What are you doing…? What's going on?”

 

Isagi just stared at Kira without saying anything and leaned her body against the wall. She folded his arms and waited for Ego to appear. Isagi feels satisfied, she feels quite amused. 

 

"Kira-san." Isagi looked at Kira with cold eyes and a cruel smirk. "You lose."

 

“Don’t give me-” Before Kira could finish his sentence, the television screen flashed. 

 

“Good work, you lumps of talent. Results are everything here.” Ego clapped his hands as a sign of congratulations. " Now GET OUT LOSER! Ryosuke Kira, you’re disqualified !”

 

“D-don’t mess with me…” Kira mumbled. “How are these… supposed to let us win the World Cup ? These games… Why do I…” 

 

With a bruised face and a nosebleed from Isagi's kick, he pointed it at Igarashi. “Why does someone as talented as me need to have his future destroyed ?!” He shouted loudly. “I’m the jewel of Japanese soccer!! Got me ?! Are you saying Isagi-chan or Iga-guri have more talent than me?! Huh?!” 

 

Isagi glared at Kira. If she was the girl she used to be, she would feel hurt. But now that girl is not there. Throughout her life, Isagi has always been mocked simply because she played soccer better than the boys. She was not supported by her mother and had no close friends at school or at home. The only friend she has is the monster inside her and she is called a mad girl for talking to that monster. For her past team, Isagi must restrain his lust to go all by herself and force herself to cooperate with the others. 

 

But now, she can play to her heart's content and get stronger. The monster inside her was finally able to break free from the cage she had been forced to create and devoured many players.

 

Kira's words did not hurt her but made her angry. Isagi clenched her fists, trying to contain her anger. 

 

“What was the point of playing tag, anyway ?!! This isn’t soccer! What does this have to do with soccer?!” 

 

“In Blue Lock…” Ego started, “ Everything is related to soccer. Take a good look around, you mediocre elite.” 

 

“The size of that room is 16.5 x 40.32 meters. That’s the same size as the penalty area.” Ego explained. “About seventy-five percent of all goals happen here. It’s a striker's workplace. Basically, how well you can position yourself here determines your worth as a striker. Anyone who can’t survive on that battlefield, lacks the talent to be a striker.”

 

“S-so what?! I get the size of the room but playing tag still isn't soccer!” Kira stutters. 

 

“What’s required of the ones running away is a tactical relational awareness or positioning. What’s required of the one who ‘it’ is precise dribbling and the ability to aim and shoot while moving. This is wonderful soccer training, idiot.” Ego explained once again. 

 

Isagi decided to lower her head then cover her ears and drown out all the screams from Kira. She had expected that. Ego would definitely not use tactics like this without any cause. Isagi ignored Kira's screams and tried to focus on Ego's voice so she could learn more. 

 

Ego lessons are different from others. Where others teach to cooperate and treat Isagi like a fragile glass, Ego lessons teach to be selfish and he treats everyone the same. 

 

“...Let’s say it was the final moments of the game, the last play. You're all crowded  into the penalty area, your teammate’s shot missed the goal and hit you and at that moment, you gave up and accepted your defeat. That’s why you didn’t realize that the ball dropped right in front of you and if you had just stretched your leg a little bit, you almost certainly would’ve won.”

 

Isagi nodded understandingly at Ego's explanation. 

 

“Whoever’s ‘it’ in the game of tag can become the loser by retaining possession of the ball but they also have the power to make themselves the winner by hitting anyone else. A striker shoulders that burden and fights until the very last second.”

 

“You avoided the fallen Iga-guri and tried to defeat someone stronger than yourself- Yura Isagi…”

 

Hearing her name, Isagi raised her head and looked at Ego. 

 

“And you stole the ball to go after the strongest one- Meguru Bachira.”

 

Bachira looked at Ego too, perhaps surprised that his name was called. 

 

“That obsession with your own victory which can’t be swayed by the others’ common sense that’s I’m searching for. The egotism of a striker.. And you ran from that. So you lose, Ryusuke Kira.”

 

“Now piss off.”

 

Isagi looked at Kira leaving with a normal look. She didn't feel guilty or happy or sad about his leaving, besides, she and Kira weren't close after all.

 

“This… Is totally absurd. Is it going to stay this way?” Igarashi asked. 

 

“Yes, it is absurd.” Ego answer. “This is the world of competitions. The world-class striker you so casually admire faces these competitions everyday as they survive by risking their lives. How’s it feel ? Risking your lives for the first time since you’ve been born.”

 

“Are you spooked? Are you scared? This is just the way things are in Blue Lock. It’s clear now, right? You realize how shabby and mediocre your soccer lives are until now? And you trembled didn’t you? “Yes… I survived!!”.”

 

“That’s victory, Crave it into your brains. Everytime you feel that pleasant sensation, your ego will grow and you get closer and closer to becoming the world's best striker.” 

 

The corners of Isagi's lips, unconsciously, rose when she heard Ego's words. Her blue eyes shone with excitement and anticipation.

 

“Congratulations, you’ve passed the Blue Lock entrance test. There are eleven of you in each room. From now on, you’ll be living together and sharing a common destiny. Sometimes you’ll cooperate, sometimes betray each other. Rivals carving out a shared dream as Blue Lock’s Team Z.” 

 

This is Isagi Yura's first step to become the world's best striker.

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Notes:

Done. Chapter 2 is complete.

About Igarashi, I feel that it's like he's trying to make people feel sorry for him because who would tell strangers their past so completely, just like that? Especially when it comes to introductions. Maybe I'm wrong, it's just my feeling.

I make Isagi a bit OP because why not? Forgive me if there are mistakes and if there are things that don't make sense, I'm already very tired.

Chapter 3: MONSTER

Summary:

"I have a monster like you, it's just that he may not be as friendly as yours. He is vicious, wild, savage, aggressive, hungry and selfish. He is a tyranny if I had to describe him." Isagi explained while playing ball with Bachira. "He was rude and I used to hate him for it. Over time he started to calm down a bit and I finally got a little more comfortable with him."

"But his wildness and aggressiveness was still there and I learned to take advantage of that as I grew.”

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It's been three days since they arrived at "Blue Lock". 

 

CHAPTER 3: MONSTER

 

[ Running Test ]

 

Isagi was running on the treadmill with sweat running down the side of her head. She felt tired, she felt her body would collapse any minute but she ran anyway. Others were also running on the treadmill, trying to contain their exhaustion. 

 

Isagi didn't show it on her face, if they didn't see the sweat pouring down, they would think that she wasn't tired.

 

"Igaguri!" One of the trainees shouted at Igarashi who was beside Isagi. "Your endurance is shit! You think you can be the world's best striker like that?!" He mocked. 

 

"You should go home before you lose to me and start crying, you amateurs!" 

 

[ Name: Raichi Jingo 

  Rank #294 ]

 

Isagi ignored Raichi's screams and Igarashi's reply which she thought was childish and focused on herself.

 

They were told they're doing an "Athletics Test " and nothing else. They've been going for three days now. In those three days, Isagi knew there were good people and bad people.

 

"Are you all right, Igaguri?" Asked the man named Kuon Wataro. "Need some water?"

 

"There's no need to pay any mind to what that guy says. Let's all just do the best we can," He added. 

 

[ Name: Kuon Wataro

  Rank 293 ]

 

Kuon was a good person, Isagi thought, but somehow she just felt like she shouldn't trust him completely. Maybe it's just a feeling or maybe it's not. 

 

[ Jumping Test ]

 

In this test, Isagi found out that one of her weaknesses was that she couldn't jump high. And her body is not the smallest in the team, she was almost as tall as Bachira. 

 

She is not short. Shut up.

 

'Woah, so high. This guy's physical ability is crazy! He can use his jumps to head the ball easily for sure.' She thinks after she see Kuon jump.

 

Bing! Bong! Bang! Bong!

 

"Ah…" 

 

"Meal time?"

 

In "Blue Lock" every minute of life is part of the program. 

 

[ Meal Time ]

 

In the cafeteria, other than miso soup and rice, the food you get changes based on your rank. 

 

'Ugh…' Isagi groaned. 'Natto again? Fuck this shit.'

 

"Aww natto ? All I ever get is pickled radish," Igarashi complained.

 

"Cheer up, Igaguri." Somehow, Igarashi and Isagi became quite good friends. They usually ate together and chatted with each other although it was usually Igarashi who started the conversation.

 

"They really have it made; the upper rank. Look!" Igarashi pointed at the boy eating alone. "He's got Gyoza."

 

[ Name: Gagamaru Gin

  Rank 296 ]

 

Without chopsticks, Gagamaru ate his food with his hands. Isagi just sighed seeing Gagamaru's behavior. 

 

"Maybe it's a religious thing ? Or maybe he was raised by bears…" Igarashi muttered.

 

"I'll be taking one of those~" A fluffy blonde-haired guy takes one of Gagamaru's food. 

 

[ Name: Naruhaya Asahi

  Rank 297 ]

 

"Hey squirt! Give it back!" 

 

"Sorry but I already ate it!"

 

Isagi chuckled lightly at the behavior of the two boys.

 

[ Sleep Time ]

( Team Z's Room )

 

Everyone was asleep, everyone except Isagi. She didn't feel tired even after the hard training, even though at first she felt really tired.  

 

The only thing Isagi was thinking about was…

 

'I want to play soccer…'

 

And playing soccer she did.

 

Isagi got up and walked to Team Z's indoor training field. She felt the need to release the little adrenaline that was still inside her before she went to sleep.

 

On the way, she met Bachira who was not sleeping.

 

They stared at each other before Isagi opened her mouth and said, "want to train together? 1 vs 1."

 

"Sure!" Bachira replied with a smile.

 

( Team Z Indoor Training Field )

 

Isagi and Bachira's relationship is quite strange. Bachira always invites her to play with him and sometimes talks to her while Isagi just agrees with whatever Bachira wants since she knows he is lonely and when he meets people like him, Isagi knows he doesn't want to be alone anymore. 

 

Because Isagi used to be like him until she met him. 

 

Her childhood friend.

 

Her childhood friend who plays soccer as seriously as she is, where she can play soccer as wildly and freely as possible with him. Her childhood best friend who didn't have a monster like her or so she thought. 

 

Who knows? 

 

She doesn't know how he's been since she moved to another house but she wishes him well.

 

"Bachira," Isagi called. "Do you have monsters too ?" 

 

Bachira looked at Isagi like she was a treasure. "Yes! I have a monster too, like you!"

 

Isagi smiled as she looked at Bachira's, his eyes shining with happiness. She dribbled her ball agile and fast, also preventing Bachira from taking the ball. 

 

"I have a monster like you, it's just that he may not be as friendly as yours. He is vicious, wild, savage, aggressive, hungry and selfish. He is a tyranny if I had to describe him." Isagi explained while playing ball with Bachira. "He was rude and I used to hate him for it. Over time he started to calm down a bit and I finally got a little more comfortable with him."

 

"But his wildness and aggressiveness was still there and I learned to take advantage of that as I grew.”

 

Isagi kicked the ball hard, scoring one goal. Isagi looked at Bachira, who was looking at her with a happy smile, with a gentle smile.

 

"To this day, he's still there, waiting to devour the other," She said with a chuckle. "That's just how hungry he is."

 

In a soft voice, Isagi said, "I'm glad I met you, Bachira."

 

Bachira hugged Isagi tightly and Isagi hugged back. He was happy to finally find someone like himself here, he really didn't regret coming to "Blue Lock".

 

"I'm glad that I came to "Blue Lock" too…" Bachira replied. "Because I got to meet you, Isagi."

 

Isagi's smile turned into a challenging grin. "Wanna go again?" She asked. 

 

Bachira smirked as well after hearing Isagi's invitation. Quickly, he agreed. “Yeah!” He exclaimed.

 

This time it was Bachira who had the ball and with ease, Isagi took the ball and easily scored another goal. 

 

“I don't understand,” Bachira muttered but Isagi could hear him.

 

"Don't understand what?"

 

“I don't understand why you are at rank 299 when you are stronger than me.” Bachira spoke his mind.

 

Isagi was silent for a moment and suddenly, Isagi laughed. Isagi's laughter made Bachira confused and slightly surprised.

 

"That's because I am, one might say, 'weak'."

 

Bachira just looked at Isagi in disbelief. 

 

“Not in strength, pfft- I mean in ego,” Isagi explained. “At my school there was no girls' football team and the boys' football team was kind enough to let me join. Their motto is “One for all and all for one!” or in short, teamwork is important."

 

“So I did what I thought was better. I suppressed my desire to move alone and started moving together, I held the monster inside me, caged it. Maybe that's why Ego thinks I'm weak. I've never played as freely as I wanted, as wildly as I used to play."

 

"I never played to my full potential." Isagi explained while playing with the ball. 

 

Suddenly, a voice was heard.

 

“Ding dong ding dong! Err, we’ve finished compiling the data from the past three days' stamina test. Please return to your rooms. We will present the new rankings.”

 

"Let's go," Isagi said as she ran to their room.

 

Arriving at Team Z's room, Isagi and Bachira were greeted by Igarashi and the others who had already woken up. 

 

"Ah! Isagi! Check it out!” Igarashi exclaimed while showing his new rank. “I’ve gone a lot from #300 and look, #275!”

 

Isagi was just silent because she knew they weren't really going up. Kira was eliminated and possibly in another room, someone else had already been eliminated which meant the number of people changed and their rank went up. 

 

“Ah! You too!” Igarashi pointed at Isagi's number.

 

Isagi stared at her current rank, thinking that she would rank #274 but to her surprise, she was at #265. That meant she was indeed starting to get stronger and the thought made her smile happily. 

 

The television screen is on, showing Ego. “Nice work everyone, you lumps of talent. Are you enjoying life in Blue Lock ?”

 

Raichi growled. “Are you kidding me?! How could we enjoy this?! Can we really get good at soccer in this shitty place?!” He shouted. 

 

“He’s right! I wanna eat some real food!” Naruhaya said. 

 

“You ate my Gyoza, didn’t you?” Gagamaru asks which Naruhaya ignores. 

 

“The reason why it’s shitty here is because you’re all shitty at soccer, idiot.” Ego replied. 

 

"Huh?" Raichi growled. 

 

“Allow me to say a little about Blue Lock. This facility is composed of five wings, Team B through Z, twenty-five in all are split into groups of five and are living together in each wing.” He explained. “By the way, since one person kicked out of each room during tag, there are currently two hundred seventy-five of you in Blue Lock.”

 

“Huh…?” Igarashi looked desperate and shocked, as if his hopes were mercilessly crushed and it did. “So even though I went from 300 to 275, I’m still at the bottom ? That was some short-lived joy…” 

 

Isagi could only support Igarashi by stroking his back. 

 

"But there are those who rank up too," Ego's words brought full attention to Ego. "For example, Isagi Yura, who should be ranked 274, got a rank of 265. It's because of her stamina, her development and this-"

 

A video starts. The video shows Isagi and Bachira playing 1 vs 1 soccer and shows how Isagi can win so easily, scoring two goals quickly. 

 

"Plus with her test stamina, although her jumps aren't that high, the others are impressive." Add Ego. 

 

Everyone stared in surprise at Isagi who was also surprised. She didn't know that it was all recorded.

 

Putting away the tape, Ego continued his explanation. “You’re split into teams in order of rank. Rank 1 through 11 are team B, 12 through 22 are team C… So you get it right? Your Team Z are the lowest ranked of the five wings.”

 

“Wing #5. Additionally, your team is made of the bottom tier in this wing, number 265 to 274.”

 

“Seriously?! Don’t lump me with this trash!” Raichi protested. 

 

“Huh?!”

 

“Look who's talking, trash.” Kunigami talks back. 

 

“Come on, let’s calm down.” Poor Kuon, being the probably the only one trying to stop the fight. 

 

“Those in the upper ranks are enjoying good food and training in the top wing and are leading the lifestyles befitting the top striker. Whoever is the best at soccer is the king. If you want to have a nice life, win and boost yourselves.”

 

Isagi nodded at Ego's words. Just like in the real world, if you are not special or weak or ugly, then you will be treated like trash. If you are strong or handsome or beautiful or rich, you will be treated like royalty. If you want to have a comfortable and safe life, work for it.

 

“Now let’s begin….”

 

Isagi grinned happily. Finally, the thing she had been waiting for was about to begin.

 

“...Blue Lock First Selection.”

 

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Notes:

Done at last. I want to sleep.

Lately, I've been getting writer's block a lot and if I have an idea, I'll quickly feel like I don't have the energy to write so I'm sorry it took so long.

The scene where Isagi and Bachira are talking is different from the original because Isagi already knows he has a monster so I want to make it where he talks to Bachira first.

In the tags I wrote 'Genius Soccer Player' and 'Prodigy' and I meant it. And I'm sorry I also made a mistake in my writing.

See you next chapter I guess…

Chapter 4: THE QUEEN

Summary:

The current field was where Isagi hunted and the other players were prey ready to be devoured by that vicious blue-eyed predator.

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“Rock, paper, scissors! Shoot!”

 

Five hands, three scissors and one stone. 

 

“Dammit Isagi!”

 

“Ah,” Isagi smiled. “I won.”

 

CHAPTER 4: THE QUEEN

 

“Okay. Just like we discussed, starting from Isagi and going in order, we’ll choose the positions we want to play,” Kuon explained. 

 

“Then I want to be a forward!” Isagi exclaimed. 

 

Moments before…

 

“For the first Blue Lock selection round, the five teams in each wing will have a round robin tournament.” Ego said. “At the end of all ten matches, the top two teams will get to remain here and the bottom three will be eliminated. And all their team members will be forced to leave Blue Lock.”

 

Isagi knew the meaning of Ego's words and she smiled broadly at that. ‘Upon leaving, they’ll lose the right to represent Japan!’ She thinks. 

 

“However! ” Ego suddenly exclaimed, “players from the three losing teams will have a chance for a comeback. Once all the matches are over, each team will have a “Scoring King”. Whoever scores the most goals on each team, get’s to move on to the next round.”

 

“If there’s a tie between members of the same team, we’ll use a “Fair Play Point” system and whoever has the least penalty points will be the winner.”

 

While hearing Ego's explanation, Isagi couldn't stop smiling. ‘This selection will test my destinies as a striker!’

 

“This is a battle to rebuild soccer from zero.” Ego looked at Team Z seriously. “The first match is in two hours. Team X versus…”

 

“Team Z!”

 

Returning to Theme Z's locker room, Isagi listened to Kuon's words seriously. Not a few complained about their position, but no one could do anything because the decision had already been made. 

 

“To be honest, I didn't think I would play a match so soon,” Isagi said to herself. She felt so excited and impatient to destroy the others.

 

“It’s almost time,” Kuon announced. 

 

“Let’s go!”

 

Team Z walked out of their locker room, heading to their first match venue.

 

‘I’ll do it to become the world’s best striker! The battle to change my life in Blue Lock is about to begin!’

 

[ Wing 5’s Central Field ]

 

While Team X had yet to appear, Isagi stretched her body and did a small warm-up. Her black hair, even though it was already short, she still tied it in a braid so it will not disturb her while she was playing. Isagi also cracked her knuckles.

 

Until, a voice came out of the speaker. “For the first selection, all foul determinations will be made by Var” 

 

“Team X is here,” Kunigami said, catching Isagi's attention. 

 

“Now then, for this first match in Wing 5, each half will be 45 minutes.”

 

Isagi analyzed the incoming Team X carefully and thoroughly. From the aura they gave off, Isagi could tell they were strong.

 

“Team X versus Team Z!”

 

No.10 and Isagi made eye contact and the two of them immediately sharpened their eyes, feeling each other's strong abilities. Isagi also noticed the disdainful gazes sent to her from the opposing player.

 

'Just watch, I will end you,' Isagi growled inwardly. 

 

“KICK OFF!”

 

The ball belongs to Team Z and is under Bachira's feet.

 

"You scared, Isagi?" Bachira asked with a smirk. 

 

“Quite the opposite actually,” replied Isagi with the same grin as Bachira.

 

“Let's have fun!” Bachir exclaimed with a smile. “You can’t win at soccer if you don’t.”

 

Isagi could only smile a little at Bachira's words. 

 

As the game started, Bachira passed the ball to Isagi and without hesitation, Isagi immediately dribbled forward. When three opponents blocked her path, Isagi was silent and suddenly Raichi took the ball. 

 

“Whoever scores the most points wins, right?! I don’t care about teams! I’m gonna do this my own way!” He stated. 

 

“Fair enough, Raichi.” A voice appeared behind Raichi before the ball was stolen by Kunigami. “If that’s the way things are done here, then I’ll fight solo, too. Fair and square.”

 

“Kunigami,” Raichi said. “Sounds like we’ll get along just fine…”

 

“Hey! What are they doing?! They’re on the same team!” Igarashi asked, clearly confused. 

 

“Are you stupid?!” Naruhaya snapped. “I’m getting in there, too!” 

 

"Hey! What about your positions?!” Kuon was probably the only one still thinking about the position. 

 

“Move it!” Raichi growled. 

 

“No, you!” 

 

Isagi stared at the chaos in front of her with a smirk. Silently, her gaze fell on No.10 who ran to steal the ball without anyone knowing but herself. A puzzle took shape and Isagi knew the final piece.

 

In the midst of the chaos, No.10 stole the ball. 

 

[ Team X Blue Lock Ranking #250

  Name: Shouei Barou ]

 

“Huh?!”

 

Nothing stood in his way or so he thought. From a blind spot, Isagi arrives suddenly and quickly, she steals the ball, surprising Barou and the others.

 

"Thanks for the ball, King!" Isagi said, a grin mixed with excitement and wildness forming on her lips. Isagi used her time to position herself to steal the ball. 

 

She had seen Barou, she had seen his game and she knew Barou thought of himself as a king, the monster had told her that fact. So selfish, no wonder he has the higher rank. Even though it was only temporary, she had seen it while traveling with her family. 

 

At the same time, Bachira could see Isagi's monster starting to wake up and appearing behind her, slowly showing its sharp fangs. Isagi's blue eyes darkened and a wild grin broke out. 

 

"I have a monster like you, it's just that he may not be as friendly as yours. He is vicious, wild, savage, aggressive, hungry and selfish. He is a tyranny if I had to describe him." Isagi explained while playing ball with Bachira. "He was rude and I used to hate him for it. Over time he started to calm down a bit and I finally got a little more comfortable with him.”

 

“But his wildness and aggressiveness was still there and I learned to take advantage of that as I grew.”

 

'Ah…' Bachira finally understood what Isagi had told him about the monster. He thought the monster Isagi wasn't that wild but it looked like he was wrong. 

 

The current field was where Isagi hunted and the other players were prey ready to be devoured by that vicious blue-eyed predator.

 

‘I will score alone!’ Isagi dribbled her ball towards the opponent's goal while breaking through their defense. She also managed to avoid Barou's attempt to take the ball back. Seeing an opportunity to score, Isagi seized the opportunity. The ball slides into the opponent's goal and goes in, making Team Z in the lead by one score.

 

Silence fell over the field. Everyone stared in surprise at Isagi. A girl that some of them had underestimated earlier, scored a goal alone and penetrated their defense like that was nothing.

 

Isagi was satisfied to see the shocked expressions formed on the faces of the people who had underestimated her.  With a low voice and cold grin, Isagi spoke. "Listen up, you little bastard. You can look down on me, mock me all you want but that doesn't change the fact that I've scored a goal all by myself."

 

Isagi walked over to Barou who was glaring at her. "You may be a King but I am the Queen and remember, the queen is stronger than the king," Isagi whispered as she walked past him.

 

No one noticed the pained expression Isagi put on her face every time she walked.

 

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Notes:

Note:

If there is a mistake, please forgive me. I'm not a football expert and can't write about football matches.

Since Isagi already knew about the monster, she was stronger than the canon. She had learned some skills earlier than the original because when she was a child she played together with her best friend who was the Itoshi's brother.

Chapter 5: THE INJURY

Summary:

As Barou had just passed her, Isagi whispered, "You're lucky this time." Isagi's whisper made Barou's eyes widen.

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"I win!" The young Isagi exclaimed in joy. After she received a lecture from her mother, soccer became a way for her to calm down and be content. 

 

Itoshi Rin, who is one year younger than Isagi, took a deep breath after being defeated so many times even though he and his brother were the strongest players in their school. 

 

"Yura-chan," Rin's call caught Isagi's attention instantly. "I always wonder, why don't you join the soccer team? You are strong and intelligent, there is no way no one will not accept you."

 

Isagi's smile immediately disappeared at Rin's words. Seeing Isagi's mood drop, Rin panicked.

 

"Eh! If you don't want to say it, that's fine-"

 

"My mother didn't support me playing football."

 

Rin fell silent hearing Isagi's statement. 

 

"You might ask, 'Why'? It's because of my appearance. It's not that my mom thinks I shouldn't be playing football, my mom just doesn't want my appearance to be wasted, or at least, that's what I thought." 

 

Rin understood Isagi's words. Isagi did have an extraordinarily beautiful, almost heavenly appearance. It would be a shame if that appearance was wasted. 

 

Isagi sighed while doing some freestyles, "There aren't many female soccer players now anyway." 

 

Suddenly, someone spoke. "But it's a shame if this great ability like this is wasted just to become a celebrity."

 

Rin and Isagi immediately looked for the source of the sound and saw Itoshi Sae walking towards them.

 

"Nii-san!" Rin immediately ran to Sae and hugged him.

 

Sae returned his brother's hug for a while before confronting Isagi. "Would you like to play 1vs1 with me?" 

 

Her bad mood disappeared instantly. Isagi smiled happily when she heard Sae's invitation. 

 

"Let's go!"  

 

CHAPTER 5: THE INJURY

 

No one noticed the pained expression Isagi put on her face every time she walked. Team Z celebrated their one score except for Isagi. 

 

Unknowingly, Isagi gritted her teeth and didn't move much. Isagi ignored the pain she felt in her ankle. She couldn't fall now, she at least had to score one more goal. To hell with her sprained ankle, winning was more important than this trivial injury. 

 

She will win this. 

 

“BEEP! Team X, please resume play.”

 

Isagi couldn't move fast with the wound on her ankle, if she moved fast it would make her injury worse, so she passed the ball to Bachira. 

 

“Bachira!”

 

“Okay!”

 

Unfortunately, Igarashi stole the ball that was supposed to be taken by Bachira. Seeing that stupid act, Isagi gritted her teeth. Walking is already difficult, let alone running to steal the ball. Isagi realized that she couldn't win if she couldn't even move without feeling the pain. 

 

“Igaguri! You dumb fucking bastard!" Isagi shouted annoyed. Isagi could only watch how Team X stole the ball from Igarashi, she could only watch how none of her team members managed to get the ball back from Barou. 

 

As Barou had just passed her, Isagi whispered, "You're lucky this time." Isagi's whisper made Barou's eyes widen.

 

In the end, Barou managed to score one goal that kept them even.

 

"Igaguri! What the hell are you doing?! And you, Isagi! What are you doing?! Why are you just standing there?!" Raichi snapped at Igarashi and  Isagi. 

 

“Yeah, you could have stolen that ball earlier. Why don't you take it?" Kunigami asked. 

 

Isagi remained silent before she let out a resigned sigh. "I sprained my ankle," Isagi answered before she fell to her knees. Isagi holding onto her injured ankle, she ignored the frantic screams from her comrades 

 

“Isagi Yura will not be participating in this match due to her injury.”

 

Due to her injury, Isagi can't play anymore. She could only watch her team get crushed by Team X, she could only watch her team lose. Her team had managed to score a goal with the cooperation of Bachira and Kunigami but time ran out and the victory went to Team X.

 

The result of this match is 5-2 with Team X leading and winning.

 

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Team Z was fighting over whose fault they lost and Isagi just sat on the chair staring at her bandaged ankle. Many complained about their position, many blamed others and only a few remained silent. 

 

Isagi felt her mood getting worse every second and she felt sticky with all the sweat on her body. She was the only one who hadn't showered because she wanted to wait for the others to finish. She was going to the bathroom to take a shower but before that, she had to stop this nonsense. 

 

"Everyone shut up!" Isagi's screams echoed through the locker room that used to be filled with screams and groans, turning the room into silence. Isagi's blue eyes glared at each member of Team Z who had been complaining and blaming other people. 

 

“Give it a rest already, all of you! Are you guys stupid?!” Isagi ignored how some of them flinched at the sound of her stern voice. “This team is already one loss away from the end! So don't you dare think of yourselves before thinking of ways to win."

 

For a while, silence fell in the locker room. Isagi clicked her tongue before walking away to her bathroom carrying clothes and towels with the help of one leg and a stick to support her. 

 

Before Isagi could go any further, she could hear Kuon's voice breaking the silence.

 

“Isagi has a point, we need a way to win before thinking about ourselves.”

 

A smile bloomed on her lips.

 

—————

 

“In that game…” Isagi started after she finished using the bathroom. “At the start, both teams were only thinking about scoring points as individuals so it turned into all of you just chasing the ball.”

 

They remembered how they were just chasing the ball, snatching the ball from each other. A mess is the right word to describe the situation.

 

“I think that when Ego said to “rebuild soccer from zero”, that kinda situation was the “zero” he was talking about.” For Isagi, that situation was not soccer, it was just chasing the ball without scoring a goal and therefore, that situation was the "zero" to rebuild football. 

 

Hearing Isagi's explanation, they all also agreed. 

 

“Well, that wasn’t really soccer, huh?”

 

“Agree,”

 

“Yeah, that was lame.”

 

Isagi smiled slightly at the agreement from the others. “That thing that shattered that “zero” was Barou’s and me. But in the next match, because of my sprained ankle, Barou managed to score one goal. After that, the rest of the team started passing to him."

 

“It gives them a clear path to scoring goals and I think Team X becomes more and more of a real team because of that. Barou took the “zero” and changed it into a “one” by scoring one goal. The other ten players used that “one” as a compass to focus their plays and so now that team can go from “one” to “ten” to even “one hundred”.”

 

“I see…” Imamura rubbed the back of his head. “The striker is someone crazy who can turn “zero” into “one” and then the midfielder and defense that turn that into “ten” or “one hundred”.”

 

“Indeed, I normally don’t think that deeply about that stuff,” Kuon mumbled.

 

“So, did Ego make a system where whoever gets the most points gets to stay in order to make us feel all of that?” Naruhaya asks. 

 

“Probably. Thanks to that rule, he got us to bring out our egos, throw away our position and tactics and focus solely on stealing goals for ourselves and only the ones who can survive that clash of egos can become a true team.” She explained calmly. 

“ ‘Soccer and teams are born from an overwhelming striker.’ I’m sure that’s Ego’s message to us.”

 

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Notes:

What the hell am I writing?

And yes, team Z still lost because I wanted Kuon's betrayal.

I'm not a medical expert so sorry if there are mistakes. If there is a sentence which is not in English, it's my native language. Lately the chapters have been short, so I'm sorry. I’ve been getting a lot and a lot of writer's block and when I want to write, I just don’t have the energy to do it. Sorry you have to wait months for this fanfic to update.

Goodbye.

Notes:

I'm so fucking tired. Please send help.

 

I made Isagi a little more confident and an adrenaline junkie. She's a little cold because of her past. Since she was a girl and had a beautiful appearance, no one took her seriously. I want her mother to be like my mother. My mom wasn't very supportive of my dreams so I thought, hey, why not?

If there are mistakes, blame my tired mind and google translate. And if you forget like an idiot, English is not my native language so if there is a sentence where it's not English, it's my native language.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓