After the second day, King Ling ran around the school every day, looking for geniuses.

Athletics, basketball, baseball, volleyball, tennis. Table tennis, fencing, badminton, sumo.

All the sports clubs turned in circles, but none of them could meet the standards required by King Ling.

People who run fast and have good motor nerves are all picked out by King Ling, but the people who can make King Ling think that they are geniuses are still zero.

(It's just that the level of strength is not satisfactory...) What I want is genius.

Time is passing without gain, and a sense of helplessness invades.

Just in case, during today's lunch break, King Ling also went to visit the sword and jade hobby meeting that practiced on the roof.

"It's so fun! Show me again! "Around the world, moon landing, spacewalks. They showed a high level of sword and jade skills, and although King Ling was very happy to see it, it was slightly different from what he was looking for. King Ling lowered his shoulders and walked down the stairs.

(What to do...) I don't want to give up... I

don't want to be satisfied with what my parents give and just spend my life doing nothing.

I want to create my own life. But, I didn't expect things to be so difficult.

······ Give it up...

It was as if I could hear my father's voice.

······ You are the son of a lion. Your future is predestined. You are acting as if you were born a lion, but you want to show people jokes in the circus... Can you only obey your parents?

(Shut up!) The World Cup is a dream that proves my existence, I just want my own treasure!

As if to erase the weak thoughts from his brain, King Ling cheered for himself.

If only there were three of them, and I would have won. Pass, dribble, stop, shoot.

In the virtual world, Ling Wang has seen all the ideal ball skills.

These are all in your head, and you have the ability to imitate them yourself.

Two more. No, there is one. "Ah—really—abominable!" Where is the genius? Bang!

Just as King Ling was walking down the stairs while thinking, he suddenly seemed to have kicked something, startling him.

"Ah, I'm sorry..." Someone is sitting on the stairs. (Oops.)

He seemed to be playing a game with his phone because King Ling kicked him and the phone flew out of his hand. Fall down stairs.

(Forget it, just lose the money to him then.) During the lunch break, I still play games here alone, this person is a game house. Nothing to do with sports... ）

······ At the same time that King Ling thought so, the game house also fell down the stairs.

"Eh."

For a moment, King Ling panicked, but the game house didn't seem to fall.

He jumped down with his phone.

From the man's jumping back, King Ling could tell that the game house was much taller than he had imagined.

And then... bang.

The game house caught the phone that was about to fall on the floor on tiptoe.

(Awesome!) Nice stop! Control

your phone's balance with your toes and perfectly dampen its fall.

King Ling couldn't believe what he had just seen.

The extraordinary jumping ability and physical fitness to jump down the stairs in one go without any preparation.

In that pose, you can make a superb skill that catches a thin mobile phone with a jump stop.

That was Ling Wang's ideal stoppage.

No, it's even fresher and cooler than ideal! "Oh, safe, alive."

Despite showing his superb skills, the game house continued to play the game indifferently.

"Wait... That's awesome you! Football department!? "King Ling quickly went downstairs with momentum that almost seemed to be falling." Ah, dead. "

No, the game is all right.

"Who are you!? Do you want to play football with me? "

Finally found it.

······ This guy is a genius.

"Ugh. It is the son of a rich man. Give me money—" "Huh? The

game house raised his face, and his face was diametrically opposed to King Ling's excitement, an icy and indifferent expression.

It makes people feel that this person is about to die, without a sharp expression.

"I don't play football and I haven't played sports. I just want to live lazily for the rest of my life. (

What's going on with this guy!?) Football layman... It was so shocking that King Ling's feelings wavered sharply, and the man stretched out his hand to King Ling and "Give me money—." He looked like he would give him money if he said so. What a weirdo.

"No, no, no, that stoppage and this physique just now! Absolutely gifted ah, you! Play soccer with me!! If you work hard, becoming a career is not a dream! However

, the genius still looked dumbfounded, unmoved.

Then he said seemingly bored.

"If you don't work hard, you can't do it, football is really troublesome. I hate trouble and don't want to work. The

man suddenly showed an unhappy look, turned around, and

started playing the game again.

(Obviously so talented, but this guy doesn't know it at all...!) The

temperature difference between the two made King Ling dumbfounded.

······ Give it up. Only those who are selected can become football players...

King Ling remembered his father's words.

(Isn't there here...) The chosen ones...

If you were with him, you might be able to experience the passionate and fascinating, passionate storm that you saw on TV at the time.

No, absolutely.

The moment he thought of this, he awakened his infinite imagination from King Ling's mind.

The guy's super stop that reacted to my super pass.

He stopped the ball and passed it to me. Shot. No, there are many more possibilities.

How much of a ball path like this has to be in my mind. Can win. You can get there.

I want to get this guy...

"Interesting! Just leave it as it is! King Ling forcibly put his arm around the man's shoulders.

Although the man seemed a little shy away from himself, King Ling didn't care.

So far, King Ling had never been so excited. "Let's play football!"

The treasure found by King Ling... Makoto Shirou. He was a true genius.

They won the regional qualifiers as the double ace "monster combination" of Baibao High School.

It is still some time before their activity is noticed by the "bluelock".

・There is no going back to the boring days of the past.

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