Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

There is still half a day before the new round of snatching battle begins.

In the lounge.

Lying in bed, Ye Liangqiu was lost in thought. It had been a while since the BLUE LOCK event had begun, and he felt like something was missing...

Every round of battle passed before my eyes.

Winning...seemed natural, but in the end, it felt like something was missing, and this feeling had been there since the start of this battle...

Pleasure? Happiness?

No...neither of them. Ye Liangqiu stared at the ceiling and fell into deep thought for the first time in a long time.

Instead, Bing Zhiyang sat cross-legged on the bed, watching Nagi Makoto playing games on his mobile phone, then glanced at Itoshi Rin who was resting with his eyes closed, touched his chin, and began to think hard.

"Happy Brother, Tsundere Man, Bored Brother?"

"Then what am I?"

Shishi Lin opened his eyes slightly, seemed to glance at Ye Liangqiu, and snorted coldly.

This team is really weird... The next round of competition is about to start, but they seem more relaxed than expected, without any tension at all.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, "You tsundere, let me ask you a question."

"Do you have an absolute passion for football, or are you just pursuing the goal of being the best in the world?"

"Or maybe you're here because of someone?"

Itoshi Rin opened her eyes and answered, though her tone was a little cold, "What else? If I couldn't even have a basic love for football, do you think I would be here?"

"Besides, I have things I have to do."

"Really?" Ye Liangqiu's tone seemed much calmer. "I thought people like you came to BLUE LOCK just out of revenge. It seems you are much different than I imagined."

The corners of Itoshi Rin's mouth twitched, and he forced himself to calm down. He was afraid that if he continued to talk to this freak, he would not be able to help but go over and kick him.

But then, Ye Liangqiu continued, "That's great... In fact, sometimes I envy you. At least you still have revenge and a reason to pursue."

"Let me ask you, if one day you really end up on the same platform as that person."

"In the same arena, he was completely defeated."

"How would you feel?"

"What do you mean?" Itoshi Rin raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding what was said. However, a scene emerged in her mind: defeating Itoshi Sae. Perhaps she would be happy? Excited?

But it should be more of a momentary joy, right?

Ye Liangqiu smiled slightly, "That feeling may be fresh in your memory, but it will also make you panic and uneasy in an instant."

Hearing this, Shishi Lin snorted coldly, "What do you care!"

Ye Liangqiu closed his eyes again, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up. "I'm just kindly reminding you. If that day ever comes and you're lost, just hide in my shadow. Maybe I can give you the most comfortable environment to play football."

"After all, I wouldn't mind someone weaker than me stabbing me in the back."

"That includes you."

Although she understood what he said, Itoshi Rin felt that the guy in front of her seemed to be completely different from the one on the court. "What about you?"

"You came to BLUE LOCK just to chase the world's number one?"

Ye Liangqiu shook his head. "My desire to become world number one is simply because I want to use the title to make my life a little better. Football truly brings me unparalleled pleasure."

"I only pursue new things. Maybe one day I will become the best in the world, but when the novelty wears off, I will turn around and leave."

"My love for football is no less than yours."

“But it’s also just encouraging me to try new things.”

"Just like you players."

It seemed as if Itoshi Rin was meeting Ye Liangqiu for the first time and looked him up and down.

Bing Zhiyang heard the conversation between the two people and listened silently at the side. His pupils sometimes contracted and sometimes expanded, as if he had heard something incredible.

Although Nagi Seishiro was playing the game, the screen on his phone was always frozen on the death screen.

Until the chat ends.

Ice Sheep suddenly asked, "By the way, are we sure we don't want to discuss tomorrow's tactical arrangements?"

"Their team seems to be quite strong."

Ye Liangqiu and Itoshi Rin spoke at the same time, both of them speaking with a somewhat arrogant tone, "No need."

Bingzhiyang looked at Nagi Seishirou, but found that the guy was already asleep.

What kind of teams are these?

However, it seems that tonight passed peacefully...

Monitoring room.

Rows of data floated before Huixin Shinpachi's eyes, and replays of various games kept flashing on the screen. A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The final battle is about to begin."

..........

Silent all night.

Ye Liangqiu smoothed his frizzy hair and got up, only to find himself alone in the room again. He couldn't help but grumble, "Young people really have so much energy..."

When I walked into the cafeteria, I saw that other people had already arrived.

"You're so slow." Shishi Lin glanced at Ye Liangqiu.

Ye Liangqiu chuckled, "Yeah... I'm not like you, a self-disciplined genius? You have to practice self-cultivation every day? Are you afraid of rusting?"

After greeting each other, Ye Liangqiu looked at Bing Zhiyang who was sipping miso soup and asked, "Are they here yet?"

Bingzhiyang pointed at four people not far away and said, "They arrived earlier than us, especially the pink-haired whip guy."

"Oh? It seems that he is quite motivated..." Ye Liangqiu looked at the four people over there. Feng Le seemed to have noticed his arrival and waved to greet him.

The battle of mutual devotion has begun.

It seemed that the brutality in Itoshi Rin's pupils could no longer be hidden. After the failure in the last game, he would prove his worth in this game and completely defeat this self-righteous red-eyed freak.

Come to the playing field.

The four players stood in 22 positions respectively. Yora Aki and Itoshi Rin stood in the front, while Hiori and Nagi Seishiro stood in the penalty area, after all, the court was much smaller.

The opposite side also had the same standing position, with Shidao Ryusei and Feng Le standing in the front, and the monk and Kuroname Ranshi in the backcourt.

Ye Liangqiu said softly, "Say hello."

"Let them see your strength as the No. 1."

"Shut up!" Itoshi Rin stepped on the ball and looked at the four people in front of him, his concentration gradually increasing.

The next second, the so-called greeting flew out.

Almost at the moment the whistle sounded, Itoshi Rin raised his foot and shot the ball with great force, and the ball drew an arc in the air.

Heiming Lanshi showed his shark-like teeth and grinned, "Amazing! I knew this would happen, and I've already made sufficient preparations."

In an instant, he rushed out at an astonishing speed. Although he was very short, his concentration, speed, and reaction made his body move in almost an instant.

At the moment when the ball has not yet entered the net.

He jumped up and stopped it with one foot.