[Blue Prison] Striker Trap

"Forward? Does fighting twice count?" "Maybe I know a little bit." The young man wearing a football uniform and looking like a good student said so. He can always grab the ball that represents hope from a broken situation, break through the opponent softly and briskly, and pass to his forward. Every forward who aspires to be the best in the world firmly believes that as long as he is around, he will become the sharpest sword on the court. So they tried every possible means to lure him: "I am the best forward on the team, you should pass the ball to me." "Really?" "Really." Until the game was tense and the situation was in danger, every forward who had crossed the line was unable to break through the defense in front of him. Facing enemies on all sides, the boy stood in the center of the field and slowly looked towards the goal in the distance. His black hair is a little messy, his eyes are quiet, and his body is slender. And light, but no one can stop it ——The ball leaping in the air! There is no doubt that in this blue prison where talents gather. He is still a high-class genius. Also known as "Me and My Useless Forwards" ＊I am the heartthrob, and I attract the hexagonal warriors openly and secretly *It is true that I have only played two forwards, but it doesn't matter, the talent is here * He likes assists but doesn't like to shoot by himself. He will only do it when he has no other choice. He is the Shirakiri type who eats the food fed by God and wonders "Why can't they do it when it's so simple?" Concept: Life lies in movement