“Huu... today was rough too.”
After finishing his shower, Junpei lay down on the bed.
Lately, it was always like this.
Before he entered Jujutsu High, he used to stay up until dawn at this hour because he couldn’t fall asleep, or watch movies instead.
But the busier life got, the more he realized how luxurious that had been.
Junpei suddenly felt ashamed of himself back then.
Of the time when he did nothing at all, holed up in his room and only cursed the world.
He hadn’t known then how much his life was about to change.
“If I hadn’t met Mahito, Yuji... what would have happened to me?”
Since ancient times, the hours when human beings fall into thought in literature have always been the hours when everyone else is asleep.
Junpei was no exception.
In a haze of self-reflection and self-loathing, his consciousness slowly sank into the dark.
“If there were another world...”
And soon, he woke within a dream.
In a world completely unlike the one he knew, a world he had never even heard of.
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This was the possibility of a twisted world.
A world where soccer, not jujutsu, decided everything.
Out on a vast grass field, a match that would decide the fate of the world was underway.
The defending champions, who had held the throne for a thousand years since the Heian era, Baalsteguna FC, led by Drug-Used Guna.
The modern king of soccer history, Boob-Shootingdore, serving as the ace of Ball-Kicking Madrid FC.
As this merciless match continued without an inch of compromise, an incident occurred.
“Graaah!! Mugi... why!!!”
Andre Goppei, also known as Angpei, rolled on the ground and let out a cry of pain.
In the middle of play, the opposing team’s Ittandonrin Mugi had slammed into him from behind with a vicious back tackle.
Angpei’s ankle had already twisted beyond recognition.
“Damn it, Mugi!! What the hell are you doing!!!”
“I-I wasn’t trying to...”
“That bastard... he used ^Mu^wi-jeonbyeon to wreck Angpei’s ankle...!”
By then, Mugi’s mind had already reached its limit, after being substituted for by his own teammate, Nanal Guto and Goal, Even If You See It.
The pressure weighed down on his shoulders.
The cold gaze of his teammate, the unfriendly Ao Perisic, felt like a dagger stabbing straight into his chest.
“Ugh.”
“You little puke, senpai...”
The one who encouraged Mugi was another teammate, Inumaka Tohat.
Because every time he opened his mouth, only vomit came out, his speech was expressed entirely in retching onomatopoeia, and no one could understand him except the teammates who had long endured everything together.
But that one line shook Mugi to the core.
“I’m sorry... I was trying to run away by using suffering as an excuse. I’ll suffer properly for Angpei’s share too.”
“Ittandonrin Mugi, sent off!”
“......”
Of course, it didn’t work at all.
And then, before there was even time to mourn Mugi’s exit, someone burst onto the field.
‘The Two Hearts’ Megumi in the second half.
“It’s not your fault, Mugi. It’s our fault.”
“Yeah...”
“Weak soccer history can’t hold onto its beliefs. So we have no choice but to move forward.”
Jenan An Nao Ya (28, 3 matches, 0 assists, 0 goals) was still stuck on the bench, staring at Megumi as he spouted incomprehensible lines, looking utterly pathetic, but Megumi didn’t stop.
“I’ll show you my secret move.”
At Megumi’s declaration, everyone gathered in the stadium turned their eyes to him.
That included Angpei, who was being carried off, Boob-Shootingdore, who had bared his chest and was shouting at Drug-Used Guna, and even Drug-Used Guna himself, who had somehow gotten hold of a finger with 90% growth hormone content and was swallowing it.
“Water, water, on the knee.”
With those words, a waterfall-like stream of water began pouring out of Megumi’s knees.
Soon the stadium was filled with the water gushing from Megumi’s knees, and when Drug-Used Guna saw it, the corners of his mouth twisted grotesquely.
“You’ve truly captivated me, Megumi in the second half!”
그런 그 역시도 자신의 영역 전개를 꺼낼 준비를 마쳤다.
Drug-Used Guna, facing off against Boob-Shootingdore, also struck his signature ceremonial pose in response.
“Domain Expansion - Let’s push it hard.”
“Domain Expansion - No Public Authority.”
Just as the domains of the two strongest were about to clash and unleash an enormous surge of energy—
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“Hah!! Hk...!”
Junpei woke from the dream.
“What was that just now...?”
He had no memory of anything like that.
Yuji had never twisted his ankle with a back tackle, and Gojo-sensei had never shouted “ho!” while spraying milk from his chest.
“Why were all the names like that too...?”
It was an utterly bizarre dream.
He had a feeling he never wanted to have it again.
Thinking how fortunate he was that it was a nightmare and not reality, Junpei pulled the blanket back over himself and fell asleep again.
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