"Let me be blunt. If things carry on the way they are, Japan will never win the World Cup. Not in a million years." The business man groaned watching the women lecturing them. We're making plenty of dough, so what do we care? After all, soccer's a business. Anri-chan, surely you don't really believe Japan has a chance of winning the World Cup?"
Clenching her teeth as she said "Of course I do, you money-grubbing rodent. It's my goddamn dream! "If we just play our soccer, we can win"?"Japan's possession soccer is good enough for the world stage"? That kind of thinking is exactly why we never make it past the last 16!"
"Well, you came up with this idea, laid the groundwork, and put it all in motion. So if it doesn't work out, I know whose head will roll" glared the old man while looking at Anri
"I truly believe the only person who can break down Japanese soccer and forge a player who can lead this country to a World Cup win...is this man right here! Ego Jinpachi."
Kira laid on the ground confused about what just happened. One moment he was watching two of his supposed teammates team up against the strongest and then in a split of a second he was the one who became 'it.'
"Wait, what is this? What just happened?" Kira questioned while holding his head in confusion. The female merely stared at the male no ounce of pity made it to her face unlike No.299 whose name was Isagi.
Clapping cut the tension in the room as all the players looked at the screen. "Diamonds in the rough, only results matter here. Losers lock off. Kira Ryosuke, you are disqualified." the said male looked at Ego in disbelief
"This is bullshit. How is it possible for my future career to lie in tatters...all because of some stupid game?! I'm Japanese soccer's jewel in the crown! You telling me Igaguri and Isagi-kun are more talented than me?! Huh?! Why does this silly game of tag even matter?! What does it have to do with soccer?!"
Ai narrowed her eyes at the male finally she decided to speak up "You mean you haven't noticed? Look around you...The room we're in is the same size as the penalty area." The males began realizing the female was right as they looked around before turning their focus towards the screen.
"Finally one of you gets it. Roughly 75% of all goals are born within these confines. If you can't do your work in this space, you have no talent as a striker." Kira stared at the man in anger "S-so...So what? Tag is nothing like soccer!"
"If you're the one running away, you need a keen sense of interpersonal space, tactics, and positioning. If you're the one doing the chasing, your dribbling and aim must be precise, and the quality of your kicks must be high. That makes it an excellent soccer training drill, wimp"
"Even so, how can you know anything about me in just two minutes? A soccer match is 90 minutes!" desperately trying to convince Ego he looked for an explanation
"On average, the total amount of time any player spends on the ball in a 90-minute game is about 136 seconds. You wasted the chance that was afforded to all of you equally."
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FanfictionBorn into a distinguish, I've always stood above others, it was my duty. Or at least it was supposed to be my duty. Ai Akashi, daughter of Akashi Seijuro. Watch her journey into becoming a miracle herself just like her father, Akashi Seijuro. ...