"You'll agree, won't you, Ryosuke?"
Furancho couldn't resist tempting him: "Joining AC Milan will instantly make you famous."
"Tomorrow's news will be about Japan's treasure joining Serie A giants AC Milan. It's a huge selling point no matter how you look at it. Your name will drive all of Japan into a frenzy."
He clenched his fingers, his luxury watch gleaming on his wrist, "By then, money, status, fame, and women will all flock to you."
"Come on, agree to it."
"Ryosuke."
"As long as you agree, we can sit down now and discuss the details of the transfer contract."
As one of the powerful figures in Blue Lock,
all players entering Blue Lock are under the jurisdiction of the Japan Football Association. Although there is no formal contract, as long as he uses a few tricks, Kira Ryosuke, being a high school student, would easily be under his control.
Kira Ryosuke did not rush to answer.
The reception room fell into a brief silence.
"Huh?"
Furancho was a bit bewildered.
This isn't right, is it?
Don't Japanese players all yearn for the world stage?
With an invitation from a Serie A powerhouse, one of the Five Major Leagues, shouldn't Kira Ryosuke be overflowing with gratitude, ecstatic to agree, and then be led into the contract files he secretly modified?
Why is the plot all wrong?!
He wanted to urge him, but Kira Ryosuke suddenly said at the opportune moment: "I'm sorry, Mr. Schugglai."
"I only came here to broaden my horizons from you, but after the match with Abel and them, I think I already know my current position."
"I still want to settle down in Blue Lock and follow Mr. Ego's steps to become the world's number one Forward."
"You..."
Furancho was so anxious he was stomping his feet, but Schugglai raised a hand to interrupt him. He looked at Kira Ryosuke with a serious expression, "Are you serious?"
"Won't you even listen to the terms I'm offering?"
"No need, sir. At least... I don't need it yet."
"Alright then."
Schugglai didn't force him, but instead handed him a business card, "We are preparing to go to Argentina for a youth exchange match this time and will only stay in Japan for a short period. If you want to see what the world is like, I can consider giving you a substitute position."
"Maybe you'll change your mind. I'm always happy to finalize a contract with you."
Kira Ryosuke took the business card, the gold-embossed lettering on it showing both Italian and English.
The matter came to an end.
Schugglai was about to leave. He politely asked if Kira Ryosuke wanted a ride back to Blue Lock in his car.
Kira looked at Furancho's grim face, suppressing his anger, and bowed, "Then I won't be polite, Mr. Schugglai."
In the domain of the President, where his cries would go unheard, he didn't want to cause trouble for himself.
It was better to get away quickly.
The two arrived at the entrance.
A black Bentley was parked in the distance.
A hand reached out from the passenger seat, waving at them, "Hi, we meet again."
It was Abel Yulsi.
When the two got closer, he respectfully gave the passenger seat to Schugglai, while he and Kira Ryosuke sat in the back.
His eyes sparkled, "Hey, hey, hey, how about it? Are you joining our AC Milan youth team?"
"Hahaha, a smart choice. When we get back, we'll have another match."
Facing his enthusiasm,
Kira Ryosuke scratched his head awkwardly and chuckled, "Uh... I didn't join the team."
"Huh?"
Abel looked incredulous. He suddenly reached out to take off the sunglasses Schugglai had just put on and questioned, "Mr. Schugglai, when did you go blind? Didn't you boast that all excellent players would be won over by you and brought under your wing?"
"Why would you miss Kira Ryosuke? He's the guy I'm interested in."
From his words, it was clear
that the match against Kira Ryosuke had completely earned Abel's approval.
And he had a strong interest in him.
Kira Ryosuke was about to explain when he saw Schugglai pinching Abel's cheeks, pulling them high like dough, "Pick up your manners first, you little bastard."
"Do you want me to lock you and Piri in the same room again tonight?"
Hearing this, Abel gasped, and his handsome face instantly drooped, looking dejected.
Kira Ryosuke's mind conjured Piri's towering figure, and associating it with Abel, he wondered... Abel seemed to sense his wild thoughts and said with a look of disgust, "You're too offensive, you."
"What are you thinking?"
"Piri is the loudest snorer on our team. Every player who shares a room with him for the first time thinks there's an earthquake and runs out into the cold wind in the middle of the night, not even bothering to put on clothes."
"And, that guy..." He glanced around furtively and whispered into Kira Ryosuke's ear, "He also has stinky feet. Close the door for 15 minutes and you can create a poison gas bomb."
"Without a respirator, you'll definitely need a CT scan the next day."
Kira Ryosuke clearly hadn't thought of that.
He could only sigh, realizing that professional players' quirks weren't just on the field; perhaps they also extended to personal hygiene.
Perhaps fearing Abel's mouth would continue to babble, Schugglai suddenly asked, "I asked you to arrange for Milmishes and the others to rest at the hotel. Did those mischievous guys listen?"
"..."
Abel whistled, looking around guiltily.
Schugglai sighed, knowing in his heart that these guys wouldn't stay put. Coming to Japan, they would definitely go and experience Japanese culture first.
He could only turn a blind eye.
After all, even the head coach had gone.
Seeing that Schugglai no longer pressed the issue, Abel wiped a bead of sweat guiltily and nudged Kira Ryosuke, "Hey, you, why didn't you join the team?"
"Based on your skill, it doesn't make sense."
He muttered curiously to himself.
To be honest, although Abel's personality was mischievous, he was quite candid. Kira Ryosuke also had a good impression of him and replied without hesitation, "I am currently participating in Mr. Ego's Blue Lock project, aiming to become the top Forward."
"So, matters of joining a professional club are temporarily put on hold."
"I see."
Abel nodded repeatedly, chin in hand, "I have heard of Ego Jinpachi. There are rumors that he was Noel Noah's former teammate, but I haven't looked into the details."
"However, if you want to join a team, you must prioritize the Serie A. I still want to play a serious match against you again."
He was a football fanatic.
Before Kira Ryosuke could say anything, Schugglai in the front frowned and turned around, pinching Abel's cheeks with both hands, "You're a traitor, aren't you?"
"Why can't he join a team under our wing? You bastard."
"Ah... ah... I'm... sorry..."
"Mr.... Schugglai...."
Abel stammered with difficulty.