Days (TV)

Playing Soccer with You is Super Fun, You Idiot

You did good on your first day.

Kazama! Don't start eating before everyone else!

Let's eat!

Katsu curry! So good!

Why are we having miso soup with this curry?

Kazama, do natto and curry really go together?

It's an addiction.

Eating with this many people is kinda fun.

I wish my mom could try some of this.

Oh? Is that Kazama?

Looks like it.

His blond locks sure are long.

They're talking about Kazama-kun...

Still screwing around, I see.

Didn't he learn anything in middle school?

He still thinks he can get away with murder just 'cause he's good.

Leave it.

What's this?

Getting up, are you?

Got something to say?

N-No...

Looks like I got under someone's skin.

I'm shaking!

I guess, if you're in Seiseki, even a runt like that can be up his own ass.

I mean, look at this shrimp!

I think you need to cool off.

Argh, that's hot!

Huh? What's that?

Oh, whoops. Guess that was hot water.

You little—

You asshole! Stop dodging!

No chance.

Goddamn it!

Kazama, what do you think you're doing?

He sees red when someone trash talks Tsukamoto.

Looks that way.

Stop it, Kazama-kun!

Excuse me...

Hey, Tsukamoto.

You're late.

What are you guys doing?

Where's Kazama?

Coach apprehended him.

He hasn't been released yet.

Tsukamoto, don't tell me... you don't have pubes yet!

I do! Well, a few, at least!

I'm sure I do. I must have...

So, Kurusu-kun...

Yeah?

I was wondering what Kazama-kun was like back in middle school.

I haven't really heard anyone talk about it.

Kazama-kun back in middle school, huh?

I heard his soccer team was strong.

Well, I guess if he was there, it must've been half-decent, at least.

I see.

Oh, I just remembered.

I heard they didn't put him in the team for his very last tournament there.

Huh?

Did something happen?

No clue.

Hey, Tsukamoto.

Do you know how you tell that someone's good at soccer?

Uh... they score goals?

You idiot! That's too obvious!

Y-Yeah...

Guess you're right.

It's that moment when the ball is at their feet.

Their stance, their aura...

where the ball is, their facial expression, their breathing...

Those are telltale signs that show how many hours they've plowed into soccer.

With him, everything's on another level!

So he really is incredible.

I guess he must practice a ton—

You idiot!

Do you think he's done even half the amount of practice that we have at school?!

He doesn't come to morning practice, and he doesn't train by himself!

He's cut from a different cloth!

Well, I'm a wonderkid, too, so I'll surpass him eventually...

Huh?

So... I got an earful.

Y-Yeah, but I'm glad neither of you were hurt.

Hey, Tsukushi...

What is it?

Why do you think boobs come in pairs?

I guess it's one for each hand.

That makes the most sense.

Y-You think so?

Seiseki's a good school.

Coming to this camp has really driven that point home.

The people here don't lean on one star player,

nor do they force one person to carry their stuff.

Y-You know, Kazama-kun...

Lady, if you lean on me like that, your boob's gonna fondle my arm.

When did you start sleep talking?!

Good night, Kazama-kun.

I need the bathroom.

Huh?

Kazama-kun's gone.

He's not in the bathroom, either.

Kazama-kun...

Do you think he's done even half the amount of practice that we have at school?!

He doesn't come to morning practice, and he doesn't train by himself!

No...

You're wrong, after all, Kurusu-kun.

There isn't a single person on this team who isn't putting in the effort.

I knew it. He's pushing himself to the limit, too.

That was no good.

The goalie would have had time to react.

Kazama-kun...

Y-You?

What are you doing out here at this hour?

I was going to ask you the same.

Do you always practice by yourself?

Hell no.

This was spur of the moment.

Yesterday, we did nothing but run.

I woke up because I got the urge to kick a ball around.

You are a hard worker, after all.

A hard worker? Me?

You're out here, right now, practicing.

What are you talking about?

I'm just messing around with a ball.

To this day, I've never put any actual effort into playing soccer.

Just like you.

Right, Tsukushi?

He's so cool!

I want to mess around with a ball, too.

All right! You're in?

Pass me the ball, Tsukushi!

I'll try my best!

You really don't get it, do you, Tsukushi?

When did playing soccer become such a chore?

Was it when I got picked for the national invitational?

Was it when I defied the coach and got frozen out for it?

But it's changed a little since I met you.

When it's at your feet, the ball always seems happy.

Your presence gave me hope again.

Here I go!

Sorry!

Soccer is fun!

Right, Tsukushi?

W-Wow!

I don't believe it!

Kazama, that idiot!

Where the hell is he?

You'd better get out here, Tsukamoto!

We're all going to get sprint drills because of you two!

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As you probably all know, we're having a scrimmage with another school today.

The line-up against Ohmiya Tech will have the first-years at its core.

Don't try to be elegant. Just fixate on winning.

All right! A match!

I'm getting pumped up!

Let's show them what Seiseki is made of!

Let's get into it and—

A-A match...

Tsukamoto, are you okay?!

This is no time to turn to stone!

This is your first time, isn't it?

I'm fine!

I'll put every ounce of my being—

B-Bathroom break!

Jeez.

What timing!

What's this? They threw in the first-years?

Kazama's not here, either.

They think this is a joke.

Seiseki's got some nerve.

Hey, isn't that Kazama's friend from last night?

Oh, we're shaking hands?

I-I'm pleased to be playing against you.

You can't seriously believe that I'll shake hands with a guttersnipe like you.

Get your dirty hand out of my face.

Oh, you're right!

I've never seen anyone's handshake refused before!

He called it dirty!

My sides!

Well, I did forget to wash them when I went to the bathroom earlier.

Don't just forget!

Uh, what now?

I'm going to kick it gently.

Just pass it backward.

What the hell are you doing, you idiot?!

Defense! Defense!

That was close!

Phew!

How could you miss that?

Don't you "phew" at me!

Hey, looks like we found the weakest link over here!

He can't even kick the ball properly.

Just keep sending the ball my way!

My stomach hurts.

He's getting dissed so hard.

Don't just stand there, Tsukamoto!

He's right.

How can I allow myself to freeze up?

I'm the weakest link.

I suck.