Everyone was so stunned by the friendly greeting that Kawabe threw here. After all, they were about to fight against each other, and usually, no matter how close they were as friends, players from different teams would try to avoid any casual conversation with each other before the ga. Now, the boy approached Hiroshi first, even hugging the boy quite fondly, which made them all dumbfounded on the spot.
"Hey, ye bastard! Why would ye block my LINE before going?! Don’t ye know how worried I was?! Also, Hakodate?! Are ye fucking serious?! Can ye find a better team to play in?! I an, that Sapporo one looks good, right?! But I am glad that ye can finally be here, and in my last tournant as well! This is going to be lit!"
The boy chatted so animatedly, not giving Hiroshi himself any chance to say a single word. Hiroshi just sighed in resignation, knowing that once his senpai, his forr teammate, started to open his mouth like this, it would take an hour before it stopped.
Of course, not everyone appreciated this. Makino frowned a little bit, stepping up between those two and asked, "Excuse , we are doing our warm-up right now, can you just chat later?"
In return, though, Kawabe just glanced sideways at him before snorting a little, ignoring the captain completely before asking Hiroshi back. "Anyway, how is Aunty doing back in Hakodate? She is healthy, right? I hear the weather there is quite cold, so ye have to take care of her! Also—"
A thick vein popped on Makino’s forehead as he was getting ignored so disrespectfully like that. Before he could say anything, though, a female voice suddenly bood from the other side of the pitch.
"KAWABE-KUN, GET YOUR SORRY ASS HERE IN THREE! TWO!"
"OKAY, OKAY! NO NEED TO SHOUT, WOMAN!" Kawabe shouted back, rubbing his ears annoyedly. "Anyway, good luck with the ga later, Roshi! Get ready to lose the ga, okay? Don’t co back at crying later, haha!" He ran back to his team imdiately, ignoring the bewildered Hakodate Nishi team completely.
"He is still the sa bastard as he was in the past, huh?" Denji shook his head in exasperation. "He didn’t even give you a chance to speak a word, right?" The boy turned to Hiroshi questioningly.
Indeed, since the start, the boy who ca here, Hiroshi, hadn’t even said a single word. The boy just let his senpai do the talk, knowing that he would never get a chance to do that. After shaking his head in amusent, Hiroshi turned around, finding Makino scowling secretly at Kawabe.
"Don’t let him get under your skin, Senpai. That is just how he is." The boy advised his captain. "He would always ignore whoever he doesn’t acknowledge, so don’t think he would glance at you before you make a big impression on him."
"So, you want to pretend that this doesn’t happen?" Makino scowled, his face turned dark.
"No, what I an is that this is how he usually is, and while infuriating, it works to annoy the opponent, forcing them to play clumsily. Don’t let yourself get dragged down into that route."
Makino had the corner of his mouth twitching furiously right now. He had already expected that Kawabe would be eccentric, but this was definitely over the top. The boy couldn’t even show any sign of respect toward his opponent, for God’s sake!
"Co on, Te, don’t get entangled with him too much." Higo patted his shoulder firmly. "Just make him eat his words later."
The captain took a deep breath, knowing that, indeed, he had to be calr here. After getting rid of all the unnecessary thoughts, he ca back with his teammates to get ready for the ga. However, the boy also saved one thought in the back of his mind.
’Later, when the ga starts, I have to make sure that he rembers Tomoaki fucking Makino!’
After fifteen minutes of the warm-up session, they went back to the locker room once again. This ti, all of the main players took off their jackets, changing into their proud black-and-white jerseys. Fortunately, they were acting as the ho team right now, so they didn’t have to change into their usual orange jersey. After all, Shohei High was infamous for its red-and-black jersey out there.
"Okay, so, I am sure you have already t our lovely opponent, right?" Kumiko smiled sweetly at them.
"Sweet, she said." Makino snorted sarcastically.
"Well, I can tell you for a fact that we are going to face the sa treatnt as in our last ga." The girl continued, ignoring the captain’s comnt there. "They wouldn’t really underestimate us, but inwardly, they would say sothing like... ’I am so glad we are just facing Hakodate Nishi, not Toin Gakuen or Sapporo Otani!’ You should’ve seen that kind of expression, right?"
The players clenched their fists unconsciously, anger building up inside. While they enjoyed the feeling of being an underdog, being looked down upon by the opponent? Not so much. It was a disrespect toward all the blood and sweat they poured so far, as if saying, ’You are here just because you are lucky! Today is your final day here!’ or sothing like that.
"It is irritating, right?"
"Yes, Ma’am!"
"So, make sure that in the ga later, you make them rember that you are not the other team!" Kumiko raised her voice, letting it echo throughout the small locker room. "Make sure you let them rember that you are Hakodate Nishi High, and you are better than Sapporo Otani! Better than Toin Gakuen! Make sure you give them all their worst day in their life! Make sure you give them hell!"
"Yes, Ma’am!"
Even though the pep-talk was a bit exaggerated, the girl always knew which button to push to fuel up her team. Now, everyone had the sa kind of fire in their eyes, the kind that basically told everyone else that they were not here to ss around, but to kill their opponent.
Seeing them so pumped up like this, the girl couldn’t help but nod, showing her approval. "Well, then, what are you waiting for?! Go out there and slay your enemy for !"
"YES, MA’AM!"
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