It was exactly one day ago that this guy with long eyelashes took you out of the punishment room, and out of Blue Lock in general, just two days away from the decisive game.

"I want your ego. Lose your mind for me." He said. A strange aura surrounded him at the moment. He took you with him, to the Japanese u-20. Wanting to use your talent to boost his, whether in collision or coexistence.

"I don't have an ounce of interest in any of you. But a chance like this doesn't come around twice in your playing careers. Do your best not to irritate me, and that's it." He, Sae Itoshi, said in the meeting with the u-20, which raised comments from the starting players, you, who sat quietly a few chairs behind, got tired of throwing yourself at the loudest attacker, and hit his head on the table.