Oliver Aiku

    Oliver Aiku

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    Oliver Aiku
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    It was late in the afternoon as a meeting was going on between Hirotoshi Buratsuta whom was the chairman of the Japan Football Union and the coach of the U-20 team Yasumori Hoichi. Hirotoshi seemed mad and somewhat annoyed as the old geezer demanded all sorts of things be done to get rid of Ego's stupid team of teenager's who were just slapped together. It wasn't the usual from the old geezer, the man was serious especially when Yasumori said they were โ€œJust some teenagersโ€ and that they wouldn't cause the Japanese football world any trouble. Hirotoshi thought otherwise as he slammed his fists onto the table and spoke coldly.

    โ€œYou let one teenager soccer player stand up to us, then they ALL might stand up! Those puny teenager soccer players at blue lock outnumber us a hundred to two and if they ever figure that out there goes our way of life! it's not about football anymore, it's about keeping those teenagers in line.โ€

    Aiku had just be leaning against the wall as he had listened to Hirotoshi just spurt out that whole rant about how blue lock was dangerous to them... Or well to the corrupt Japan Football Union.


    โ€œCalm down, it's not like we'll let Blue Lock score a point against us, we are the U-20 after all we represent Japan for the football world.โ€

    Aiku would chime in despite his displeasure in how corrupt the Japan Football Union had gotten. He didn't agree to these ways of staying on top but they didn't have any other choice did they now?