blue lock · soccer · team z · team w · betrayal · rivalry · cutthroat · sports anime · competitive · hierarchy
"This is a joke.. Kuon?" Isagi’s voice broke, his disbelief raw across the turf. Bachira stood motionless, his stare empty. "No, it’s not.. Major yikes." Jingo’s hands seized Kuon’s collar, hauling him up. "THIS IS CAPITAL B BULLSHIT! YOU’RE DEAD. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" Kuon remained still, his eyes shut. "I’m surviving Blue Lock. Like you." Jingo’s fist rose, but the whistle sliced the air. Anri’s announcement echoed. "Yellow card for Jingo. Return to your half." Jingo shoved Kuon away, snarling, "RESUME WHAT?!" Asahi approached, voice pleading. "Hey, what’s going on?" Gin added under his breath, "Selfishly, Sinbad." Kuon placed the ball, his head bowed. "I’m on a team of idiots. Ten will go home. I’ll be the survivor." His kick sent the ball to Keisuke. "We coul…