"What are you doing here?" Ashura inquired.
Patting Zhangli's shoulder, Alan masked a cheerful beam gesturing him to leave the seat.
Zhangli confused abruptly repositioned himself on the adjacent seat.
Alan settled down exhaling.
"Answer me already, what are you doing here?" Ashura repeated his question grave.
However, as if a wrong string pulled; Alan pivoted towards him wearing a sadistic threatening grin, "Listen up, you
Haroon gasped stunned.
"As for why am I here…" Alan turned to Suleiman and Akbar, "Aren't they here as well, why can't I be? Not as if I broke a
Silence befell over them for a moment. 'How
Akbar frowned.
"I will ask you just a single question Ashura? Why in the world do you want them to become like me? What's the source your of
Ashura scoffed. "Obsession over you? I don't give a damn foot about you! You think too highly of yourself, Alan. Those useless rascals, can't even stand to your level. The outside world is impossible for them to take on. You are just a mere stepping stone in their journey to achieve the absolute but today, they really revealed their worth, bunch of junks!" he uttered thwarted.
"Maniac…" Alan whispered, "You just showed a sight, I utterly despise in a human being. Now that I think about it, even Rauf has this side in him. No wonder I fought with him a while ago." he stood up.
Halting before Ashura, Alan sneered. Bending low, he punched his fist beside his face, his hit landing on the seat rest behind. Ashura met his gaze with an unwavering composure.
"Ashura Taisha… you clearly know I have never been the tolerant one. This time I changed myself a bit but as expected you don't deserve this change of mine. Don't get ahead of yourself, you are just a highschooler, no one to order others around." Alan warned, "Don't forget what happened two years ago…"
"Two years ago you were not dying. This time you are. No need to act strong and no need to stand before his him!" Kubrah grabbed Alan by his collar pulling him back.
"Stop it." Suleiman entered in between the two standing before Alan as Haroon interrupted, "I suggest its better you go back, Alan."
Beruni and Nour gulped anxious.
Suddenly loud cheers began to echo from the ground. Alan smiled, his expression hidden. All of them turned to the ground, "We won!! Karachi won!!"
The crowd cheered in delight as the spectators clapped. A sight of joy and victory casing the grounds. The 11 boys in the field, embraced each other.
"There you have it folks!! Victor of the 2nd match of adolescence PSL 'Karachi Kings!!!" What a marvel! What a match! What a team!!" Maaz clapped his hands beside Jones.
"Entire Pakistan is under thrill, under happiness! Karachi kings grasping victory by 30 runs…!" Jones continued.
Isa and Kazuna smiling rose up clapping their hands beside the rest. Azazel, Feng, Christopher, Mikael and Damian that very moment rushed out of the pavilion and into the ground.
"Haha! We really won… sob! We won our very first match!" Heber wept.
Kenzo ruffled his hairs, "Haha, Idoit, why are you crying then?"
"I am sooo happy!" Adam danced around with Ryan who glittered with joy. Grabbing each other by their shoulders they ruffled each other's hairs.
"I am glad… so glad." Xavier expressed at a loss of words.
"Hm!" Seraph and Ezekiel agreed.
"Karachi!! Karachi! Karachi!" Tracing the audience seats all over the arena, the boys raised their fists up triumphant.
"Captain!!" Azazel waved running over with others who too had surrounded them, sharing this moment of joy.
"I am going in too!" Aigou too jumped down from the pavilion.
"Me too~" Aaron followed beside Noah, Haris, Senri and Haruf.
"I want to give them all a big embrace!" Haruf expressed overjoyed.
"Haha, just don't squish them big guy." Aaron chuckled pleased.
Rauf exhaled revealing a light smile.
"Haiz~ what a victory. Congratulations." Romeo congratulated standing up.
"Yeah, no doubt. This performance was exceptional." Haitam dabbed Rauf's back.
"Then, we'll leave you with your moment of triumph, okay?" Romeo winked.
"Hm." Rauf gave a little nod.
"
"Haha, of course I will. You are so sweet!" Romeo ruffled his hairs.
Kazuna flustered, exhaled.
"Once we get time. We'll watch your match too and best of luck for tomorrow. Both of you." Isa cheered on for Haitam and Romeo.
"Thank you." Romeo replied heading out of the pavilion waving one last time.
"Take a good rest, Kings." Haitam winked leaving.
Nidou scratching his hairs exhaled, "What an annoying spectacle. What's the point of shouting so much? They won, they did it. Alright, that's fine. No need to make such a big fuss, just look at the time, it's midnight! Its better we head back and sleep…" he yawned at the end.
Mir twitched his brow, "I'll hit you so bad that you'll sleep forever. Did you forget your time? You never thought about sleeping when you were in the ground then, you old hag."
Musa chuckled beside Pedro who seemed to enjoy their batter quiet a lot.
Seles smiled, "It's alright. After facing so much, they really deserve this. I am proud of them."
"Tch!" Nidou clicked his tongue looked away. "A bunch of little…" he murmured in his own world.
"Winning by 30 runs was not so bad. At least they weren't under pressure. Thanks to the
"Yeah, he played just like I saw in my dream." Elias agreed.
"Dream?" Musa glanced behind curious, his grin vivid.
"Hm." Elias nodded.
"You can't say a lot after witnessing the match in your head or can you?" Musa inquired, "You were quiet…"
"You… read my weakness just like that?" Elias narrowed his gaze.
Rauf stood up entertained. Turning to Zach, he nodded.
"I didn't and it isn't your weakness. Stop messing with me. You'll only speak once you are really in trouble." Musa comprehended.
Elias grinned, "I can't help but admire you in some way… Coach Musa."
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Haitam and Romeo wailing silently stepped out of the stadium.
"So what are your thoughts after today?" Haitam inquired, his expression concealed.
Romeo looked at the sky, "We are in trouble I guess? Or maybe not. Who knows? Let's look forward to the match tomorrow, Haitam." he glanced at him unperturbed.
The two taking opposite paths with their teammates, Haitam chuckled, "Haha! You're right… Rauf came to win. He made that evident however, so did we!" his eyes glazed passionately.
Rovan walking beside Romeo glanced, "Do you really meant what you said to Haitam?"
"What?" Romeo asked.
"That we are in trouble…?" Rovan recalled.
Romeo shook his head asking instead, "Do you think we are in one?"
Rovan blinked, "No…"
"Then that's it. Believe in yourself and move on forward Rovan. That is the only think Rauf is doing right now." Romeo said.
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Alan tidied his shirt's collar. "It's not about me dying or not, Kubrah. It's all about what's keeping me alive. And, the ones doing that are there. Though they might not know... I have entrusted everything of mine to them." he gestured outside.
An affectionate smile escaping his lips as he glanced at the boys in the ground, he added, "For them, I can become that same galaxy again." "Nobody in this world is your pawn. We are all meant to live in our own way with our
"I'll teach you both a good lesson, bear this in mind. As for you all…" he turned to the middleschoolers. "You are all nice children and you did great. I am glad my juniors could play against you all. Keep your heads up rolling. This tournament is vast and opportunities every growing. You'll definitely achieve what you aim for one day. Until then let's look forward to face each other again on the pitch." he encouraged.
Rio, Charles, Munkar and Beruni gasped. Nour speechless looked at the ground nodding, "Yes…"
"Oh right! And don't tell Feyz what I just said to you. He might just kill me off, haha…" Alan rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
"How can that be?" Jules shook his head in a light chuckle.
"He is a nice kid. Not deserved by them." Alan rolled his eyes at Kubrah and Ashura, "Shall I gain my chance I might recruit them to my base. A good business." he talked to himself.
"You!" Asim bellowed.
"What?" Alan retorted smugly, "Did you forget who I am? Alan Rex Lorenzo. Son of Nidou Rex Lorenzo. (The sneakiest and the most savant 'business man' in the entire world!) Dare to mess with me?"
Asim gritted, turning quiet.
Haroon smiled entertained.
Leaving the room Alan waved.
"You really live up to you name Alan…" Zhangli stood up, "A 'Galaxy' which shines like light from the front, but if you get on its nerves, it will drag you towards itself and engulf you in its utterly split side a black hole."
Alan clicked his tongue. "Of course, though it was Kazuna who made a black hole addition don't blame me for it. And…" he glanced up, slyly leaving, "Let's meet at the pitch for the next match. Best of luck, Captain Peshawar."
Suleiman gave out a chilling frown while Kubrah cursed him vexed.