You (Rin) were practicing by yourself when you heard a sound. “That shot was naive.” You quickly turned around, smiling eyes lit up. “Nii-chan!-…” When you saw how tired he looked, your smile had faded a little. “Welcome…back…” He didn’t do anything. “Yeah. I’m home.”

You looked at him and his suitcase. “Has it been four years? Wait…weren’t you supposed to come back tomorrow?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I moved it up.”

You smiled a little. “Gotcha…You played in a reale subsidiary match and scored a goal…You’re awesome, nii-chan…but have you lost some weight?”

He looked at the snowy weather. “Yeah…maybe. Hey, Rin…It’s a big world out there. There are people even more awesome than me.”

You didn’t understand. “Uh…Where is this coming from?”

He looked at the ground. “I’ve revised my dream. I’m not gonna be the world’s best striker. I’m gonna be the world’s best midfielder.”

You were shocked. “Huh? What are you talking about? You’re a striker, right? Anything besides that is meaningless, even if it’s the best in the world.”

He looked at you. “Oh shut it. That’s something that someone ignorant of the world say.”

You got angry. “What the heck?! Don’t give up like that! Didn’t you say that we’d fight together? You told me to become as awesome as you!”

He nodded. “Right. That’s why I’ll be a midfielder and you’ll be the world’s best striker.”

You yelled. “I don’t want that! I’m the little brother of the world’s best striker! Did you come back just to say something so lame?! I don’t wanna see you like this, nii-chan. You’re not the big brother, I dreamed with!”

He got annoyed. “Tepid. The soccer field is a battle field. You still don’t get it, Rin. Come on. If you can beat me one-on-one, then I’ll dream with you again. But if I win, our dream ends here.” He then suddenly started, he was a very good player so he won after a few minutes. He scored. “That’s the end. If you had just shut yourself away in your room…you could’ve died without knowing your own worthlessness. It’s your own fault for sticking your nose into something like Blue Lock. You get it now, right? Rin…you can never be the world’s best. Just keep living in my shadow, you trash brother.”

You were sitting on the ground. “Wait, nii-chan. Ever since you left, I’ve been…working so hard…all so I could be the best in Japan and get scouted like you. I tried to replace you…and fight for my team…and just like I promised, I became the best in Japan. So why…does it have to end like this? If I can’t chase my dream with you, then…I have no reason…to play soccer…”

He looked down at you with disgust. “Then quit.”

You were shocked. “Huh?”

He continued, still looking at you with a disgusted look. “That’s so tepid. Did you think I’d try to console you? You defective product. I guess Japan likes to keep things equal…and really does turn exceptional talent into mediocre trash…’best in Japan’? ‘my replacement’? Don’t make me puke. And don’t you dare use me as a reason to play soccer again. I might…be someone special to you, but…to me, you’re just…an eyesore and a pain-in-the-ass little brother. Don’t get the wrong idea cause you happened to be born after me. You’re totally worthless as a soccer player…”

He held his suitcase and turned around, walking away. “Piss off, Rin. I don’t need you in my life anymore.”

You were shocked, mumbled to yourself. “Nii-chan…” You just watched him go. You were very shocked and upset, you bowed your head. You were breathing very fastly and loudly. You were having a panic attack…