When Orochi stepped out of Fukuda's room, a new fire was burning in his eyes. Takeshi, his father, and Fukuda's uncle were waiting at the entrance, scanning his face for any clue to what had been said. Orochi stopped in front of them, took a deep breath, then spoke the words he had already muttered to himself.
"It's decided," he said, his tone calm but firm. "Fukuda Tetsuya will become my coach, but there is one condition… I will have to leave for Japan after the season ends."
Takeshi was silent for a moment, surprised by the magnitude of his son's decision. "Orochi… are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion.
"Yes, Dad," Orochi replied with unwavering determination. "Fukuda has a vision that I share." And to achieve my dream, it's the only way."
Takeshi placed a fatherly hand on his son's shoulder. "Very well, if you're sure, I'll support you. But you'll have to talk to your mother about it."
When they got home, Orochi felt impatience burning inside him. As soon as he walked through the door, he joined Maria, his mother, who was waiting for him in the living room with her brother Alejandro. He took a deep breath, ready to share his decision.
"Mom," he said, his voice firm, "I've made an important decision. At the end of the season, I want to go to Japan to train with Fukuda Tetsuya."
Maria stared at him, stunned, and exchanged a quick glance with Takeshi. Her face closed, expressing both worry and resistance. "Orochi, Japan is far away. This is not a decision to be taken lightly." And you have opportunities here, why…?"
Orochi held her gaze, refusing to give in to the emotion that threatened to overwhelm him. "Mom, I know it scares you. But to achieve my dream, I have to learn from Fukuda. He's the only one who can teach me what I need."
Maria was silent for a moment, thinking, then sighed. She placed a hand on Orochi's arm, fixing his gaze with tenderness and gravity. "Okay, Orochi… I'll accept your decision, but I have one condition. If you go to Japan, your brother Alejandro will go with you. And you will live with your father's sister, in Tokyo."
Orochi nodded immediately, a determined smile lighting up his face. "I accept, Mom. Thank you."
Alejandro, who had been silent until then, seemed both surprised and excited by this announcement. Takeshi, meanwhile, watched his two sons with a glimmer of pride.
Weeks passed, and the football season continued. FC Barcelona dominated the junior league, led by Orochi, who had become a true jewel of European football. His talent, his vision of the game and his famous "emperor's eyes" made him a prodigy that the most prestigious clubs in Europe courted. Yet, true to his word, Orochi refused all offers, determined to honor his commitment to Fukuda.
As the end of the league approached, FC Barcelona won the junior championship, crowned at the top thanks to Orochi's exploits. But the greatest challenge was yet to come: the European Junior League, where Barcelona would face Paris Saint-Germain in the final. Their opponent included another prodigy, Julian Loki, known for his lightning speed and impressive number of goals in France.
On the day of the final, the atmosphere was electrifying. In a packed stadium, fans of both teams held their breath, aware that this duel between FC Barcelona and PSG would mark a turning point in the history of junior talents. In the stands, the Tsukigami family, alongside Fukuda Tetsuya, watched impatiently.
I never thought there would be Blue Lock characters in this universe. It seems like it will be much more interesting to become the strongest in the world.
From the kick-off, Orochi led his team on the attack, deploying his "Emperor's Eyes" with incredible precision. Every pass and movement seemed choreographed, as he anticipated the opponent's movements with almost inhuman mastery. His play, both fluid and relentless, impressed the spectators. Suddenly, he accelerated, activating his famous "Thunder Breath"; he almost disappeared from his opponents' sight, leaving the PSG defense destabilized and helpless.
Despite Barcelona's dominance, PSG prodigy Julian Loki was not about to be outdone. Known for his exceptional speed, he managed to break through Barcelona's lines and move up the field, dashing like lightning. His quick and destabilizing technique posed a real challenge to the defense, and he even managed to create several goal-scoring opportunities, keeping the score in balance and captivating the spectators in a tense atmosphere.
The minutes ticked by, and the score remained undecided. In the final minutes, Orochi regained possession of the ball at his penalty area, his gaze resolute. He looked up at the stands and met Fukuda's. This brief visual exchange seemed to invest him with new energy, as if every moment of his training and every personal sacrifice were converging towards this final moment. He rushed forward, dribbling with increased agility and precision, bypassing the opponents with a fluidity that seemed to defy gravity.
Well, maybe it's time to leave an indelible mark on Europe. Let me show you a little of what I can do, Fukuda Tatsuya.
Arriving just past the middle of the field, he struck the ball with perfect technique.
"Drive shoot!!" He shouted as he struck the ball.
The ball left his foot with phenomenal speed, cutting through the air towards the opponent's goal. The PSG goalkeeper, anticipating the shot, dove with all his might. But, just as he was about to touch the ball, it changed trajectory and suddenly dived downward, escaping his outstretched hand to hit the back of the net with a dull thud. The stadium exploded in a thunder of applause and cheers. Barcelona had taken the lead, and Orochi had just
etched his name into the history of this final.
As the final whistle sounded, Barcelona were victorious, and Orochi, standing in the middle of the field, realized that he had just made history. As the team celebrated, he saw Julian Loki approaching, his face smiling despite the defeat. The two young prodigies exchanged a look full of respect.
Julian held out his hand to Orochi. "Congratulations, Orochi. Today was your day, but I promise that next time, I will beat you."
Orochi squeezed his hand, an ambitious smile on his lips. "I can't wait, Julian. I know this is just the beginning for both of us."
After that exchange, the two returned to their respective teams for the medal and trophy presentations. The organizers called the players one by one to receive their silver and gold medals, to the cheers of the crowd. When it was time to name the MVP, Orochi's name rang out over the loudspeakers. He stepped onto the podium, his face beaming, and raised his trophy to the wild applause of the stadium.
Soon after, the Barcelona team received the league trophy, which the captain held up triumphantly, eliciting cheers from his teammates and fans. This victory sealed an extraordinary season, and everyone knew that this match would remain etched in everyone's memory.
The days passed quickly after the final, and Orochi's departure for Japan finally arrived. On the morning of the departure, Orochi and his brother Alejandro found themselves in the hall of their house, surrounded by their family. His mother, Maria, her eyes moist, tried to smile. She knew that Orochi had to follow his dream, but emotion overwhelmed her nonetheless.
Maria took her son in her arms. "Promise me to take care of yourself and listen to Fukuda-san... and your brother too, okay?"
Orochi nodded, moved. "I promise, Mom. I'll do my best."
Takeshi, his father, placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "You have a long road ahead of you, Orochi. Be strong and determined. »
Alejandro laughed, trying to lighten the mood. "Hey, you didn't really think you'd get rid of me that easily?"
The family burst into laughter, dispelling some of the sadness of the moment. After hugs and goodbyes, Orochi and Alejandro got into the car that would take them to the airport.
As they drove away, Orochi looked back at the house one last time and clenched his fists, determined to make his family proud in Japan. This departure was only the first step in an adventure that he felt was promising.
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Small note for me.
Guys I hope u like the work.This was the beginning of the story, a kind of prologue.
Not everything was necessarily well done and I'm sorry if you expected more but I did what I could to get to the main plot and offer you a good story. Feel free to write in the comments to say what you think and if you have any suggestions for techniques or abilities or even for the story itself. the next chapter will arrive tomorrow or Sunday in the worst case.