2 : BLUE LOCK

It's been a couple of days since my transmigration, and I've been practicing my dribbling and passing.

Tomorrow is my first day at middle school, and I've just found out that I'm in Blue Lock, so I need to be in a team and carry them so that EGO can notice me and invite me to Blue Lock.

I woke up and went to the bathroom to shower. After I got out of the shower, I went to the mirror and looked at my face.

I had white hair, and my face was handsome. My eyes were blue. "I still can't get used to this new face," I thought. I went to my closet and put on my uniform.

I finally reached the school and went to my class. It was still early, so I decided to sleep. I woke up when the teacher came, and the lesson began.

After all the classes were done, I went to the football pitch and found that the football team was there. I went to the coach and told him that I wanted to sign up for the team.

He asked me, "Do you know how to play?" I replied, "I used to play in the past."

He then asked, "What is your name, and what position do you play?" I said, "My name is Taro Sakamuto, and I play striker."

The coach then said, "Warm up, and I will sub you."

I went and warmed up, and after I was done, the coach subbed the striker out, and I went in the 64th minute when the score was 1-1.

It was a training match, and I went to my position. Our team got a goal kick, and the goalkeeper kicked it to the left winger, who got the ball and passed it to the left back.

The left back passed it to me, and when I got the ball, one of their midfielders tried to take the ball from me, but before he could, I moved the ball to my right and began dribbling with it.

Then, two players rushed to take the ball from me, so I made a feint to the left, and one of them fell for it.

Then, I went to the second one and hit the ball forward, nutmegging him.

I used my speed to reach the ball before anyone and started running with it.

One of the center-backs tried to slide tackle me, but suddenly stopped before he could, and I shot the ball from 31 meters out.

It looked like it was going to miss, but it started to curve to the right side of the goal.

The goalkeeper tried to save it, but he couldn't, and it went inside the net.

The score became 2-1 in the 72nd minute, and my team came to me and celebrated with me.

The match ended 4-1, with me scoring a hat-trick. Then, the coach came to me and said, "You're in the team from now on, so what number do you want?"

'He seems impressed,' I thought. "I want number 7," I said to him, thinking about a player who became a legend with this number.

"Then it's yours from now on." After the match, I went home and lay in my bed, thinking about my future, until I fell asleep.