[PREVIOUSLY]
Neron smiled. He brought out a framed picture of the group. Baro grunting in the picture, Hayato showing a crazed expression with rock and roll signs, Shinji running a hand through his head, offering a smile to the camera, Daichi just smiling and giving a small wave, and finally Neron, with his hands around them, a large grin on his face.
He put the photo near his bed, a smile on his face. He really enjoyed today.
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Monday soon rolled around. Neron woke up early as usual, did his usual morning routine, and then the two siblings soon left the orphange to school.
After Neron and Baro bid Alina bye, the two headed straight for the school pitch for training.
Arriving on the pitch, the team was there and waiting with Sophia. Quickly jogging, the two joined them in the meeting.
Sophia glanced at the two, acknowledging them. "Good to see you two this morning." Then turned back towards the slide, "Now that we're all here, we have to prepare for the game tomorrow against Nogoya High, who lost yesterday to Kyoto high, 2-0." She explained.
She switched slides, showing NAGOYA'S formation on the white board. "As I told you guys before, NAGOYA implements a counter and transition style of play and at the heart of all that is their star player and midfielder maestro, Oliver Carter."The player, Oliver Carter, showed up on the screen. A lazy smirk on his face, his arms stretched to his side in reserved celebration.
"Oliver is their heart, and engine. He's a traditional number 10 and can control games from there. His passes are the most deadly part of his game, able to find passes that seem almost impossible to see, a navigator in a sea of players. So stopping him will be key to our victory." Sophia explained, staring at her players to emphasize the point
Changing slides, the formation for NAGOYA appeared, one used in their recent 2-0 loss. "NAGOYA would likely use a 4-2-3-1 formation with Oliver at the CAM." She then looked at Shinji and Takeshi, "Takeshi, I'll need you to mark him, follow him wherever he goes, no matter what."
Takeshi smiled, "Noted." Pushing his glasses up to emphasize his answer.
Sophia nodded, turning back to the board. "We'll need to start fast, press them, don't make them comfortable at all. And since their fullbacks tend to bomb forward, Hayato and Neron, I'll need you to exploit that." She said.
She then turned another, showing SEIRAN formation. "We'll go for a 4-3-3, so Neron will be on the wings, I'll bring you on later Kaito." She told the boy, the boy nodded lazily in understanding.
"Okay, let's start practice!!!" She blew her whistle. The team quickly begining practice for their upcoming match, a must win one at that.
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Meanwhile, with NAGOYA, we can see them practicing hard, going through drills and their game plan for the match.
Tomura Shin, the head coach of NAGOYA, was overseeing the practice. His full and gruff beard, and short hair made him look quite savage and unruly.
He glanced at the players, watching as they went through the drills. His eyes settled on one of the players, who was juggling a ball. He had blonde wavy hair, hazel brown eyes and a lazy smile on his face, Oliver Carter.
Despite his nonchalant demeanor, Oliver was... excited. The upcoming match against SEIRAN couldn't come up any sooner, he couldn't wait to play. There intrigued him, or more especially, Neron intrigued him. Being part of a team who never before did anything special in all their history, the chances of them doing anything was low, even inconceivable. But he was daring to announce he would win the cup. He liked that, he was balzy, daring.
Oliver suddenly kicked the ball into the air, the ball reached quite high before gravity pulled it back to it's embrace. As the ball fell to the ground, Oliver waited. He ball landing on his chest loosing it's momentum, as he controlled it perfectly. Pushing the ball with his chest, his right leg blurred, slicing the ball with his foot.
The ball zoomed through the air in a straight line, neither dipping nor rising, as it landed perfectly in a can 25meters away.
Tomura nodded, with Oliver, he expected his team to qualify once again. Maybe even push higher.
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The two teams prepared honestly for this game, the last game before the next round. The consequences for both team we're evident, loose and that's it.
Tuesday came around, SEIRAN arrived at the stadium at 2:00 pm. The team went to the ground, nervousness, trepidation, and some excitement flowed through them.
The two teams entered the pitch, the crowd cheering for their respective teams.
"HELLO ALL, I'M TARO."
"AND I'M AKIRA."
"AND WE PRESENT YOU THE LAST MATCHDAY BEFORE THE NEXT ROUND. GROUP 2, OR THE GROUP OF DEATH, SEIRAN HIGH VS NAGOYA FC, TWO TEAMS THAT PREFERABLY NEED A WIN TO QUALIFY FOR THE NEXT GAME." Taro commented
"THATS RIGHT. AS KYOTO HAVE ALREADY WON THEIR TWO GAMES, TOPING THE GROUP, THIS IS A BATTLE FOR SECOND PLACE, WHO WILL WIN, WELL LETS WAIT AND WATCH." Akira spoke.
As the two teams were doing their warmups on the pitch. Oliver jogged towards SEIRAN. The team looked at him strangely, wondering what he wanted.
Oliver offered a lazy smile as he walked towards Neron. "Wassup Bruv."
Neron looked up, his usual smile on his face as he greeted back. "Oh, hello to you too. Let's have a good game today."
Oliver nodded, "Likewise bruv. Do hope you're up for it, cause I ain't going down without a fight." Oliver spoke, his lazy smile stretching into a small grin.
Neron reciprocate the gesture, a grin on his. "We shall see." He said confidently.
Oliver chuckled, "That we shall. Well see you." He said, turning around and jogging back to his team.
Baro standing nearby scoffed a bit, "An opponent who isn't a prick, the heavens must be shining on us."
Neron chuckled at that, there was some truth to that. The two quickly returned to their warmups.
After the two team warmed up, they went back and took to the pitch again to commence the match.
The referee, seeing the two teams were ready, set his watch and blew his whistle. "PHEEEEEEWWWWW!!!" The match for qualification...commencing.
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A/N: Well, I'm back, sorry for the sudden hiatus. Been busy with school and stuff, but expect some consistent uploads, even more so than ever.
Well that's this chapter done people. Whaddya guys think of Oliver, a fellow English man of Neron, he seems cool or is it just a face. Who knows. And who do you think wins the game, tell your thoughts. And who do you think Oliver is based off in real life, if you can guess it, I'll post another chapter.
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