"Yoichi, get down, breakfast is ready!"
His mother's voice called out from downstairs.
Isagi awoke with a start, his body covered in sweat. His breathing was heavy, and he could feel the soreness in his muscles, a lingering aftereffect of the intense training he had put himself through. But as he sat on the edge of his bed, the pain slowly began to fade, leaving him feeling more energized than he had ever been.
He stood up, feeling the slight unfamiliarity of his new body as he walked towards the bathroom. Glancing at his reflection in the mirror, Isagi couldn't help but admire the changes. His torso appeared slightly taller, and the depth of his chest had increased. His legs, while the same length as before, were noticeably wider, and his posture had improved.
His face looked sharper, more defined, and there was an unmistakable glow in his complexion. He felt like he had just woken up from a full night of rest, even though he knew he had spent hours training. There was no sign of exhaustion, just a deep sense of vitality that radiated from him. It was as if he had become a completely new person overnight.
A smile spread across his face as he marveled at his luck. He had been granted a second chance at life, and with it, the System. And it was giving him everything he needed to succeed, including skills that he could only dream of in his past life. The most notable change was his torso. The increased depth had made his abs more defined, and he loved the new look. He could already see the progress, and he couldn't wait to push himself even further.
'I better start making excuses'
Isagi thought to himself as he stepped into the shower. The last thing he needed was for his parents to get suspicious. He had already made significant changes to his body, and it was only a matter of time before they noticed.
He couldn't help but reflect on the decision to choose the skill [A Perfect Physique]. While the name might not have been what drew him in, the description certainly did. The skill granted immunity to injuries and provided a healing factor that could recover any temporary bruise within minutes. That meant he could push himself to the limit, take risks, and never have to worry about injury again. Something he had always feared in his past life.
Last night, his curiosity got the better of him. He had been so excited to see the effects of the skill that he trained late into the night—until 1 AM, to be exact. Even though his fatigue was rapidly healing, he had finally chosen to sleep and let the skill work overnight. And when he woke up, the results were beyond his expectations.
His body was more fit than it had been the previous day. The skill was more of a trait than just a passive ability; it was helping him physically evolve. His body was improving by the hour, and it was clear that with more effort, the changes would only continue.
Isagi smiled to himself as he dried off. He was thankful for the skill, but part of him was also relieved that it had been archived by the system. He hadn't realized at first, but it made sense now. If he ever wanted to turn it off, it would be at the cost of his body's strength. For his safety, it had been locked away—forever enhancing his physical abilities.
'System, show me my skills'
He thought, eager to see where he stood now.
The system immediately responded with a familiar list.
[Skills:
Pinpoint Finishing Lv. Max
Curler Lv. Max
Ball Control Lv. Max]
Isagi frowned for a moment. "Wait, where's [A Perfect Physique]?"
[It has been applied to you and archived for your safety. Turning it off would result in a significant loss of physical ability.]
"Ah, I see…"
Isagi breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment, he had worried he had lost a top-tier skill. But now he was glad the system had taken the precaution to protect him.
Feeling satisfied, Isagi got dressed in a coat his mother had bought for him. It was a little too big, but it would hide the subtle changes in his body. He was already tall, but the two extra inches of height were noticeable, and he didn't want to draw attention.
As he finished getting dressed, he checked his height in the mirror. Standing at 5'11", he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. It wasn't just his muscles that had grown; his entire body had transformed. His torso had added height, and he looked even more imposing. He couldn't wait to see what other changes the skill would bring.
When he walked downstairs, his mother immediately noticed the difference.
"Yoichi, you've gotten taller! How much have you grown?"
She asked, eyes wide with surprise.
Isagi froze for a moment, his heart racing. There was no hiding it now.
"Uh, I don't know"
He said with a small, casual laugh, trying to keep the mood light.
"I guess I've been eating well and getting enough sleep."
His mother raised an eyebrow but didn't press further, offering him a smile.
"Well, whatever you're doing, keep it up. You're looking healthier than ever!"
Isagi sat down at the table, feeling both grateful and slightly guilty. He was living a double life now—one with the support of his family and the other with the System's mysterious power. He could only hope they wouldn't catch on too soon.
Isagi didn't know how to explain his sudden decision to his family. The truth was too complicated, and he didn't bother preparing any lies either. He figured it wouldn't matter in the long run—he would be away from them for quite some time, and by then, this issue would be irrelevant.
He distracted himself by eating quickly, dodging their worried questions with vague responses. As soon as he could, Isagi excused himself and left the house, heading toward the Football Union.
As he continued his journey to the Football Union, doubts started creeping in. A small voice in the back of his mind questioned whether Blue Lock was truly the best path for him. If he joined the U20 trials instead, he could make a name for himself much faster. Playing for the national team would put him in the spotlight immediately, skipping the intense grind of Blue Lock. Then, when the Neo Egoist League began, he could join as a fully established player.
But what would happen if he and Sae Itoshi ended up defeating Blue Lock in the U20 match? That event was a critical turning point in the story he knew. Changing it too much could disrupt the entire future of Blue Lock.
A sharp, robotic
[Warning: Go to Bl...]
flashed briefly in his vision, courtesy of the system. Isagi didn't even bother reading the rest. He knew what it wanted, and deep down, he agreed. Blue Lock wasn't just an option—it was the only option.
With his doubts quelled, Isagi turned to Google Maps to find his way to the Football Union. The streets of the city bustled around him, unfamiliar yet vibrant. The directions led him to a large, modern building with clean architecture and a faint aura of importance. As he approached, Isagi spotted a figure standing near the entrance, his posture relaxed yet alert.
'A familiar face'
Isagi thought with a smirk.
'Well, this is a canon event... just with the roles swapped.'
The blonde-haired boy standing outside had a fair complexion and carried an air of calm confidence. His eyes narrowed slightly as Isagi approached, tilting his head in a mix of confusion and recognition.
"Hi, you must be Kira Ryosuke"
Isagi said, raising a hand in a casual wave. His tone was friendly, though there was a faint edge of amusement.
"Nice to meet you."
Kira turned fully to face him, his brows furrowing slightly. He studied Isagi for a moment, his expression wavering between surprise and suspicion. The pieces started to click together in his mind.
"A-are you Isagi Yoichi from Ichinan?"
Kira asked, his voice carrying a hint of disbelief.
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