Chapter 19:Kira's Strike

The day of the match had finally arrived, and the atmosphere was thick with anticipation. From the moment the whistle blew, Team W, led by the infamous Wanima twins, Keisuke and Junichi, wasted no time in launching their attack. The brothers moved with perfect harmony, their seamless one-two passes cutting through Team Z's defense like a hot knife through butter.

"Where to, big bro?" Keisuke called out with a smirk, his eyes locked on Junichi's. Junichi gave a nod, and in an instant, Keisuke sent a perfectly weighted pass toward his brother, bypassing Naruhaya effortlessly.

But just as Junichi was about to receive the ball and break into the box, Kira stepped in. With his unparalleled spatial awareness, Kira had already anticipated the play. He intercepted the ball effortlessly, cutting off the twins' advance before they even realized what had happened.

"I see everything," Kira muttered under his breath, his eyes gleaming with confidence. He wasn't just defending; he was controlling the entire flow of the game.

Keisuke's eyes widened in shock. "No way… he predicted our move?"

Kira calmly dribbled forward, scanning the field with his advanced spatial awareness. But it wasn't just about seeing the field—Kira's Ultimate Copy came into play now, allowing him to perfectly replicate any skill he had seen. He had watched the Wanima twins' synchronized passing and flawless coordination, and now he could do it even better.

"Let's go," Kira called out, sending a precise pass to Isagi. But this wasn't a regular pass—it mirrored the Wanima twins' signature one-two style, with exact timing and precision. Isagi, having been slightly out of position, found himself suddenly moving as if he were part of the twins' own strategy, thanks to Kira's perfect execution of the technique.

Isagi received the ball, amazed by the pass. "Kira… that pass, it's just like theirs!"

"Not just like," Kira corrected, glancing back at the advancing Team W players. "Better."

Isagi grinned, pushing forward with newfound energy, but Team W was quick to press. A defender closed in on Isagi, forcing him to pass to Naruhaya. But Kira, already two steps ahead, had anticipated the pressure. Using his Ultimate Copy and spatial awareness, he shifted into position, taking command of the game.

"Naruhaya, over here!" Kira called, moving into a pocket of space that only he could see. Naruhaya, trusting Kira's vision, delivered the ball without hesitation.

The moment Kira received it, his eyes darted around the field, tracking every movement. He saw the gaps in Team W's defense and the perfect moment to strike. With a flick of his foot, he replicated Bachira's dribbling style, twisting through two defenders with ease.

"Damn it!" one of the defenders cursed as Kira danced past them, his movements eerily similar to Bachira's unpredictable dribbles.

Kira then spotted an opening in the penalty box, sending the ball with surgical precision to Lemon. But instead of receiving the ball, Lemon let it roll through his legs, a clever dummy move that Kira had already foreseen. Team W's defense scrambled, completely out of position, as Kunigami charged forward to strike.

The shot was powerful, but a desperate defender managed to block it at the last second, deflecting the ball out of danger. However, Team W was unable to rest—Kira had already repositioned himself, intercepting the ball once again with perfect timing.

He smirked, his eyes glowing with intensity. With his Ultimate Copy, he had already memorized every move the Wanima twins had made. Now it was time to show them how their own technique could be used against them.

"Isagi, Bachira, let's finish this," Kira ordered, his voice calm but commanding. He orchestrated the next attack like a master conductor, directing his teammates into positions that maximized their potential while exploiting every weakness in Team W's formation.

Bachira, always excited for a challenge, grinned wildly as he sent a lofted pass into the box. "It's all yours, Kira!"

Kira timed his run perfectly, slipping past his marker using the exact positioning and movement techniques he had copied from Keisuke. With a powerful leap, he met the ball mid-air, heading it toward the goal with precision.

But Team W's keeper was ready, diving to make a spectacular save. Kira, however, had already calculated this outcome. He followed the rebound, mirroring Kunigami's striking form, and unleashed a devastating volley into the back of the net.

Team Z: 1 – 0.

Kira's teammates rushed to celebrate with him, but Kira remained focused. His goal wasn't just to win—it was to dominate, to show his superiority over every player on the field.

On the other side, the Wanima twins were fuming. Keisuke gritted his teeth, his frustration boiling over. "He's… he's copying us! And he's doing it better!"

Junichi's eyes narrowed, his sneer deepening. He charged forward as Team W restarted the game, determined to regain control. But every time they made a move, Kira was there, outmaneuvering them with ease. He copied their every technique—anticipating, intercepting, and countering with perfect precision.

The twins tried to break through with their signature combo again, but Kira shut them down before they even reached the box. Using his Ultimate Copy and spatial awareness, Kira mirrored their every pass, making it seem as though he was reading their minds.

With frustration mounting, Team W pressed harder, but Kira's dominance was absolute. Every inch of the field was under his control. He wasn't just playing; he was manipulating the game, bending it to his will.

As the first half came to a close, Kira looked at the exhausted Wanima brothers with a smirk. "Is that all you've got?"

Keisuke glared at him, out of breath. "Damn you… how can you be this good?"

Kira shrugged, his voice calm and composed. "It's simple. I don't just play football—I control it." He turned back toward his team, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "Get ready for the second half. We're going to finish this."

With Kira's Ultimate Copy and unmatched spatial awareness, the outcome of the game was never in doubt. Team W may have been skilled, but Kira had mastered every move they had, and now, the game was his to command