Chapter 219: Clothing Explosion Soccer!

【Ding!】

【Reminder—】

【Your last shot activated “Shooter Talent.” During the kick, you gained bonus strength, speed boost, and angle correction.】

Crap!

No wonder the shot felt way more powerful than usual…

But!

Could you say this stuff to me quietly later?

Can’t you see I’m in the middle of showing off here?

Himekoji’s old face actually flushed red.

Oh no! Turns out he was talking big before!

【Ding!】

【Don’t mind the little details!】

【After careful calculation and analysis—】

【Even without the skill’s help, that kick was strong enough to score. The other team’s goalie didn’t make a single useful save!】

Enough! Shut up already!

My perfect showing-off moment is completely ruined because of you!

What’s the point of saying this now?

…

“Bad luck! That newbie Number 22 actually got one in.”

“What happened to keeping a clean sheet?!”

“Just let them have this one goal so they don’t lose too badly. But let’s get serious now!”

“We were only gonna play casually in the second half, but looks like we need to smash in a few more goals to teach them a lesson!”

“Good job. You just fired me up to score!”

“Number 22… Was that you? Partner!”

Kick-off resumed.

Meiwa High School’s Number 7 dribbled the ball straight at Himekoji.

He seemed set on reclaiming his pride right here. While dribbling, he curled his finger in a playful challenge.

“Come on baby!”

He could play soccer and speak English—Meiwa’s Number 7 truly was talented.

Too bad—

He ran into an even more talented pervert…

“Clothing Explosion!”

Himekoji showed zero hesitation and dropped his ultimate move at the first chance!

Poof!

His freshly changed jersey exploded into a shower of shreds, like fireworks.

It revealed Himekoji’s muscular—and strangely showy—upper body.

【Ding!】

【”Clothing Explosion” skill activated successfully!】

【Stripped bare after the firework display, all stats boosted by 500%! With clothing explosion, you’re unstoppable!】

His confidence facing 11 players alone? It came not just from his soccer skills… but this!

Five times the speed! Five times the strength! Five times the reflexes!

Even if he’d never played soccer, his body alone could crush anyone now!

“Whoa!”

Meiwa’s “Number 7 Beast” froze in shock.

“Hime! Partner! It is you! I knew it! As expected! You’ve gotten even stronger! That perfect kind of muscle only belongs to the strong!”

“Idiot!”

Partner? Yeah, right!

They were on opposite sides of the field. Only opponents!

And stop calling him “Hime”! That was totally weird!

Himekoji couldn’t be bothered chatting with his former dumb teammate.

He stuck out his foot to steal the ball!

“You are strong now, but I haven’t stopped improving either! Defense isn’t your thing. This one-on-one? I’ll win!”

“Shut it!”

Himekoji knew this Number 7 Beast’s true strongest skill wasn’t soccer… it was his trash-talking! Like a buzzing fly!

Even while blabbing, the Beast’s feet moved smoothly, pulling off fluid footwork.

A light pull, a quick move—he tried to slip past Himekoji, who had “impulsively” lunged too soon.

“In soccer, during a one-on-one, the attacker always holds the advantage!”

Number 7 had his victory speech ready for his smooth maneuver.

Partner, this time, I win!

…

The attacker always holds the advantage?

Pfft!

“Always” my foot!

With his 500% boost, Himekoji’s toe touched the ball before Number 7’s!

His whole body surged forward. He stole the ball! He broke through! Leaving the opponent far behind!

Number 7 Beast remained frozen on the spot, utterly dumbfounded, questioning his life choices.

…

Crap, that guy is coming again?

Wasn’t it our ball?

“Stop him!”

Seeing Himekoji charging angrily with the ball once more, Meiwa’s goal-keeper—stationed at the back—hurled his Ore no Imōto light novel aside and yelled to organize the defense.

Though the goalie looked like he was facing a nightmare, his tension and excitement were really just… him getting serious and focused.

The situation wasn’t nearly as urgent as his tone suggested.

It had just been kick-off. All Meiwa players were still crowded in the defensive half, their formation hadn’t pushed up. Himekoji, charging alone past the midfield line—except for the now bypassed Number 7—was now staring at a 1 vs 10 attack!

The difficulty was really tough!

……

“Pass it back! Pass back!”

“Give the ball to Hayato!”

“Hey, what are you doing? Keep the ball under control first!”

“Idiot! Don’t charge forward alone and throw it all away!”

“We just barely intercepted that ball!”

The Toyosaki students turned into tactical masters one after another, wildly directing Himekoji who was sprinting at full speed across the field.

“He just lucked out scoring a goal earlier, and now he thinks he can dominate the game alone? He’s gonna embarrass himself!”

……

While dribbling the ball, Himekoji quickly scanned Meiwa High School’s defensive formation.

No question about it—the center was heavily guarded.

Without hesitating, Himekoji pulled the ball toward the sideline.

“Go pressure him! He’s all alone!”

“Don’t let him take a comfortable shot! His long shots are unnatural!”

Two players immediately split off from Meiwa’s defense, rushing toward the sideline to block Himekoji.

“Alright, this is where it ends!”

“Stop right there!”

In the blink of an eye, the two Meiwa players had formed a pincer around Himekoji.

……

“This is it!”

“I knew this was gonna happen!”

“He’s way too reckless!”

“That pervert has no idea how to play soccer!”

“Agh! Tell me about it!”

Even before the ball was taken from Himekoji, the Toyosaki spectators were already chanting defeat.

Anyone who didn’t know better might have thought this was Meiwa’s home field…

……

Everything happening off the field had nothing to do with Himekoji.

His focus was entirely on the game!

Pressured from both sides, Himekoji showed no sign of panic. Equipped with the “Dribbling Master” and “Nutmeg King” skills, his body reacted instinctively at this critical moment.

His feet connected with the ball in quick succession, changing its direction again and again!

His rapidly shifting legs were like a pair of chopsticks, and the ball—a meatball! As if firmly gripped by the chopsticks, it suddenly darted forward, slipping through the gap between the two defenders lunging at him.

Himekoji followed the ball closely, ducking his body, and slipped past their pressure like a wisp of smoke.

“La Croqueta!”

“He actually beat them with a La Croqueta!”

An observant fan in the stands instinctively shouted out.

“La Croqueta”—a very simple but effective dribbling move—involves using quick touches with both feet to weave the ball through defenders, exploiting speed and finding narrow gaps.

Though considered “simple and practical,” pulling it off smoothly at high speed still demands considerable technical skill.

With Himekoji cleanly beating two players in one go, the Meiwa players finally couldn’t hold back. A tall center-back quickly moved up to cover the defense.

Himekoji didn’t slow down at all.

He glanced at the opponent’s bulky, awkward build and instantly made a decision.

Knowing the player was slow to turn and couldn’t match his speed, Himekoji simply pushed the ball forward and surged ahead.

He dribbled past him!

Under the “Clothing Explosion” state, Himekoji’s sprinting speed was devastatingly fast for the defender. He couldn’t even grab his shirt to foul him!

Breaking through and tearing a hole in the defense, Himekoji quickly cut inward!

To threaten the goal, he had to get back to the center!

In the blink of an eye, Himekoji, all by himself, had intercepted the ball, broken through the defense, and charged into the penalty box!

“Block his path forward!”

“Seal off the shooting angle!”

“Don’t recklessly rush him! Hold your positions!”

After a solo charge, a long run covering thirty or forty meters all at once, Himekoji was finally forced to stop right outside the penalty box.

He controlled the ball with his right foot, twisting his body naturally to face the goal squarely.

Before him stood Meiwa High School’s final defensive line, excluding the goalkeeper.

His path forward was blocked. Here, in the heavily guarded center, his advantages in speed and dribbling were severely limited.

Then… shoot!

Just shoot!

In the next brief second, Himekoji first nudged the ball left with his right foot, then stopped it with his left, before immediately dragging the ball back in the opposite direction with his right foot.

The defender in front of him, wary of Himekoji’s dribble, tried to mirror the movement. But in a misstep, he slipped, balance completely lost as he was fooled.

Seizing the moment with space opening up, Himekoji decisively lifted his foot—

Curved shot aiming for the far post!

The ball struck the inside of the right post and bounced into the net.

The goalkeeper reacted promptly, diving desperately… but it was useless.

……

Damned it!

This time, he wasn’t sneakily reading a novel!

……

Bii—Bii—!

As if it all happened in just a few breaths, the whistle blew again.

“The goal stands!”

“2-11!”

The announcement echoed throughout the stadium.

……

Whether on the field or off it, at this moment, everyone was just staring dumbfounded at that shirtless PERVERT.

Not a single person made a sound!

……

Taking a leave today, so sorry.

Taking leave today, qwq.

Been doing course design all day these past few days, writing novel at night, then staying up all night studying for my make-up exam…

Woke up this morning feeling dizzy, skipped class, lay in bed all day… then got dragged to the hospital by my roommate for an IV drip…

Today’s update, please let me make it up a couple of days later, qwq.

Sorry, qwq.

No need to wait tonight, everyone, really sorry, qwq.

Bowing in apology, qwq.