Chapter 11: The Twin Comet – Zeya's Awakening
Elsewhere in Blue Lock — Building 5, Region C
A high-stakes match between Team W and Team X unfolded under the bright dome lights.
Contrary to popular belief, Blue Lock had no Buildings 1 through 4.
Everyone—no matter their talent—was placed in a "Building 5."
A psychological ploy.
A brilliant manipulation by Ego Jinpachi.
Make them feel they're at the bottom…
Make them fight like hell to claw their way up.
Opening Goal: Team W
BOOM!
Team W struck first.
1–0.
Their players burst into cheers, voices full of smug satisfaction.
"Ha! So much for Hanegami Zeya being a super genius!"
"I've been saying it—without Yūshin Seiichi, he's nothing."
"Of the Neon Twins, Jingshi's the real deal. Zeya's just his footwork shadow."
From the bench, Zeya's name rang out in ridicule.
Inside Team X
Silence.
A low murmur.
"Sorry… I lost my mark," muttered a flat-headed defender.
"It's alright. Just one goal," replied Hiori Yo, brushing aside his soft blue bangs.
He glanced toward the front.
"Zeya will handle it."
His voice was quiet—but resolute.
At a glance, Hiori could pass as Zeya's brother.
Same glacier-blue eyes. Same hair. Same posture.
But if Hiori passed like a dreamer…
Zeya attacked like a storm.
"Zeya," Hiori said, "take over."
Zeya didn't answer.
He twisted his ankle in place and rolled his shoulders.
Then, in a flat voice:
"Kick it to me at kickoff."
The Equalizer
Kickoff.
The ball slid to Zeya.
No hesitation.
With surgical strides, he crossed midfield.
"Cut him off! Don't let him shoot!"
But before defenders could close in—
BOOM!
Zeya launched a strike from over 30 meters out.
The ball rose like a missile—then dipped violently.
A falling leaf shot.
The Team W keeper jumped too late.
SWISH!
Goal.
1–1.
"He scored from THERE?!"
"That… that's not human power…"
Shock rippled through the stadium.
Zeya's Second Strike
Team W tried to answer fast.
"Send it, Asuka! Through pass!"
But the moment Asuka struck the ball—
THWACK!
Zeya intercepted.
How is he there already?!
A flash of blue.
He darted down the sideline like a bullet.
"I've got him!" Asuka dropped back, bracing.
Zeya barely glanced at him.
"You're not even worth the dust I leave behind."
WHOOSH.
He blew past.
Asuka turned—
Zeya was already gone.
Two defenders stepped in.
Zeya weaved through them like mist.
BOOM!
Goal.
2–1.
Team W Falls Apart
"Double-mark him!"
"Don't let him receive!"
Kickoff again.
Two defenders glued themselves to Zeya.
But at midfield—
Hiori Yo intercepted a pass cleanly.
He raised his head.
Zeya was already sprinting behind the backline.
"Ball!"
Without delay, Hiori sent a high lob forward.
Zeya leapt—
Perfect trap with the right foot.
The ball dropped like it was magnetized to him.
Defenders scrambled in.
Too late.
Zeya leaned back—
BICYCLE KICK!
BOOM!
3–1.
Team W froze in place.
Eyes wide. Mouths silent.
What is he?
The Perfect Egoist
In the Blue Lock surveillance room, Ego Jinpachi watched the monitor.
He leaned forward, smiling like a man watching a masterpiece unfold.
"There he is…"
Speed. Strength. Explosiveness. Balance. Precision. Instinct.
All six attributes—refined.
Zeya was a purebred egoist.
The striker he had waited for.
The perfect rough diamond.
Final Score: 8–1
Zeya scored five.
Assisted three.
Hiori Yo was behind all three assists.
Together, they dismantled Team W like a machine.
Final score:
Team X 8 – Team W 1.
Post-Game: Recognition
Near the tunnel, Zeya and Hiori high-fived.
"You're better than I expected," Zeya said with rare softness.
"Hehe. Please guide me more, Zeya-san," Hiori grinned.
Zeya glanced sideways.
"You're not bad."
Then—
"By the way…" Hiori asked. "Whose passes are better—mine, or Yūshin Seiichi's?"
Zeya paused mid-step.
He thought.
Then answered:
"You both pass well. But Jingshi's strength… isn't passing."
"Oh?" Hiori tilted his head. "Then what is it?"
Zeya turned slightly, his glacier-blue eyes glinting.
"…You'll see."
"Aww, come on! Just tell me already!"
"You'll see soon enough."