Bonjour people. Here is 'episode' 4.
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Inazuma Eleven the Future Generation | Chapter 4 | Side Effects
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"What!?" Endou, Saito, Fuschida and Ikeda exclaimed. The three third years just stood there looking at Tsugumi as if he had stolen their lungs and Kazemaru... well, his legs had given up on him and he was sitting on the ground trying to say something but the only words that came out were, "Keshin... No? Hissatsu...? What..? ..Soccer...?"
"You've got to be kidding, right? Tsugumi?" Saito asked with a hopeful expression.
When Tsugumi shook his head Saito joined Kazemaru on the ground. The only difference was that Saito was silent and unconsciously patting Kazemaru's back.
"This is ridiculous! They can't do this! What kinda soccer do they want us to play!?" Ikeda cursed.
"Well, I think it's not that bad..." Fuschida said after he gave it some thought.
"What? Fuschida you're agreeing with them? Are you nuts?" Ikeda looked as if he wanted to hit Fuschida, so Tsugumi quickly came between them.
"Ikeda cool it. Everyone has his own opinion."
"So you agree with him, eh, Tsugumi?" Ikeda glared at Tsugumi.
"I never said that. But I am saying that you should let people finish their sentences," Tsugumi gave Ikeda an ice cold glare and then looked expectantly at Fuschida, who swallowed.
"Well, what I wanted to say is that.. well, it doesn't really affect us. None of us have keshins anyway and the only ones with hissatsu techniques are Ikeda, Shoshi-san, Odaka-san and Nose-san," Fuschida shrugged and then quickly hid behind Tsugumi again, because Ikeda looked murderous.
"That's enough, guys!" Endou called. When he saw everybody looking at him he smiled. "Guys, why so gloomy and angry? You act like it's the end of the world. Remember, rules can always be changed back. So for now, we just gotta deal with it," he looked at the others.
Fuschida was still using Tsugumi as a shield, but did smile from behind his safe spot. Tsugumi gave him a slight smile as well. Ikeda just huffed. Nose looked at them... well... like he he usually did. Shoshi and Odaka nodded in agreement. Saito had jumped up and smiled around. Kazemaru was also slowly standing up. When he stood on both feet again, he first looked very serious, but then he smiled as well.
"You're right, Endou. It's not like they have forbidden hissatsu. If they did that there would've been protests in whole Japan."
"Yeah, and only a few people are able to call out keshins. So, nobody has an actual problem against that," Fuschida added clinging onto Tsugumi's shoulders. Tsugumi wasn't that happy about the clinging and tried to make Fuschida let go, to no success. He sighed in defeat as Fuschida kept his vice grip on him.
Then out of nowhere Nose let out a growl. "Can we skip practice for today? I'm really tired."
Everyone turned to look at him in surprise.
"You go home if you want to. I'm still going to practice. What about everyone else?" Endou looked around.
"I'm staying too," Saito called and Kazemaru nodded in agreement.
"Well, I'm going home. Bye," Ikeda picked up his bag and walked away, followed by Nose and Shoshi.
Tsugumi had given up on prying Fuschida loose and put one of his hands in his pockets.
"I'll stay too. If Fuschida will let go of me."
Fuschida quickly removed his grip and laughed sheepishly. "Sorry about that. Oh, and by the way, I'm also staying."
They all looked at Odaka for he hadn't said a single word yet. His head hung low, so they couldn't see his expression.
"I'm not going to practice today. I'm sorry," with that he walked away.
"Well, that leaves the five of us," Kazemaru said.
"I don't care how many are here to practice. As long as there are a few who remain here," Endou grinned and started to walk towards the field. The others grinned as well and followed him.
When it was about six pm they all went to Saito's place to eat. His mother always made too much food, so she didn't mind having four more mouths to feed.
After dinner, they kicked the ball around in the yard for awhile, but then it was time to go home. Though not everyone agreed on that.
"I'm not leaving!"
"Yes, you are!" Tsugumi had to drag Fuschida because he refused to move.
"I don't want to go home yet! I want to practice more!" he yelled as he tried to wriggle loose from Tsugumi's grip.
"You have to. It has already been eight o'clock. It's about time we go home."
"I refuse. You'll have to carry me," Fuschida stamped on the ground. Tsugumi rolled his eyes.
"Fine then," and with that said he turned around and placed Fuschida on his shoulders with ease
"Wow, I didn't know that Tsugumi was that strong." Saito raised his brows in amazement.
"Neither did I, but appearance deceives. He might be thin, but he is as strong as Nose-san." Kazemaru chuckled as Fuschida let out a strain of protest like 'put me down' and 'let go of me or I'll never pass the ball to you ever again'. Tsugumi just ignored those threats however and turned towards the other three who were thoroughly amused.
"See you guys tomorrow," he nodded and walked away with a still protesting Fuschida hanging over his shoulder.
Endou smiled. "We should get going too, Kazemaru."
Kazemaru nodded. "Thanks for having us over, Saito. See you tomorrow!"
"Yeah, till tomorrow!" Saito waved as the two left.
"Say, Endou?" Kazemaru said after some time. "Do you think we can be just as good soccer players as our parents are?"
"Eh? As great as our parents?" Endou thought for a moment. "Why would we want that? We aren't our parents. We can make our own legend. Though, we can see them as a source of inspiration, I suppose. Like learning our first hissatsu techniques from them. You know, tomorrow we'll start training right away," Endou was all fired up now.
"Uhm, Endou. I don't want to burst your bubble or anything, but didn't the new rules say that there has to be an adult around to supervise?"
Endou thought for a moment. "Well, we need our fathers' help if we want to complete those hissatsu. So, they count as adult supervision, right?" he smiled.
Kazemaru nodded slowly and then smiled as well. He couldn't help but feel fired up as well, but that wasn't a surprise when you considered Endou's contagious happiness. Then, they reached the crossroad where they had to go in different directions.
Well, see you tomorrow... morning?" Endou looked questioningly at Kazemaru.
"Sure. See you then. Good night," with that Kazemaru turned left.
Endou on the other hand crossed the street towards his home.
"I'm home!" Nao called while untying his shoes.
"Welcome back. You've missed dinner but I can quickly make something for you," his mother said when he came into the living room.
"No need, mum. I already ate at Saito's"
His mother smiled and nodded.
"Ah, Nao. How was school today?" his father asked from his position on the couch.
"Oh, fine. The director of the Sports Association came by again," Nao said as he sank down on a chair at the dinner table.
"Really? Did they made any interesting changes?"
"Yeah. They did. For soccer."
Endou kept silent for a moment. Then, he stood up and walked towards the table.
"What did they change?" he sat down on a chair opposing Nao. Nao looked at his father with an annoyed expression.
"They've forbidden the use of keshins, and hissatsu are only allowed to be used when there is an adult to supervise."
Endou blinked two times. "Do you know the reasons why?"
"Well Tsugumi was the only one who got to the front row so he told us something like that keshins were too dangerous for the health of the users and hissatsu techniques caused pain and destruction or something like that," Nao shrugged and looked down. His father let out a a puff of air.
"Well, then we just have to make sure that there is an adult there to supervise, uhm... let's say, special hissatsu technique training."
Nao looked up again, his eyes radiant. "Really? I was planning on asking if you could learn me one of your old hissatsu techniques. So will you? Please?" he looked with pleading eyes at his father, who laughed in turn.
"Sure. Everybody has to start somewhere. I had my grandfather for help. Now I will help you," Endou smiled at his son.
"Yippee!" Nao jumped up in an I-did-it manner. "I'm going upstairs. Thanks, dad!" and with that he ran upstairs.
Natsumi chuckled. "He's a lot like you."
"I guess. Though, he is a bit more hotheaded." he had followed his son's movements with twinkling eyes.
Natsumi laughed. "He's just as hotheaded as you. He just shows it more. The only difference I've seen so far is that he is a bit slyer than you and easier to anger."
Now it was Endou's time to laugh. "I suppose. Well, I'd better call some old friends."
The next day.
Endou and Kazemaru were again early on the field. This time however they were joined by Saito, Fuschida, Tsugumi, and the first year defenders, purple haired Nakahara Kiemon and dark red haired Azama Kiyoshi. Because the two had missed the events of yesterday they had no idea why some were a bit glum that morning. So, Endou took it upon himself to get them up-to-date.
"So... no keshin and hissatsu supervised. Well... that's life," just like Fuschida, Nakahara didn't really mind that much.
"..." Azama never said anything, so they couldn't really tell what he thought, but he didn't seem troubled.
"Has he ever said a word? Like 'hi' or something?" Saito asked as he watched the scene from the sidelines.
"Not that I know of. There is a myth that says that he once used to talk the ears off of people, but for some reason he stopped talking. I don't believe it however," Kazemaru shrugged while Endou waved for them to come.
"Okay, guys! Let's not linger in the past. We have a match in six days. So, let's practice!" Endou yelled.
"Yeah!" the others yelled in answer and with that they started that morning's practice.
That was another chapter. Sorry for the switching between Endou and Nao but to his friends he's Endou and at home he's Nao (duh), because otherwise you'll be having two Endou's at home and that's not gonna work, is it now?
Nao: Say, when are you actually going to write us playing soccer?
Yuki: Ehehe. The action will come next chapter, I promise.
Nao: Yesss. *Runs off to the soccer field*
Yuki: Wait, Nao-kun... Ah... Never mind. *Facepalm*
Tsugumi: He's just going to wait there until the next chapter, isn't he?
Yuki: Ah, Hisoka-kun. Probably, if he really is like his father.
Tsugumi: Oh, whatever.
That's the end. Bye bye.
Again thanks to Blondie-kun for being an idiot.
