EOS 3 - 5 World 11.
The field had turned into absolute carnage.
Kaizen and Kaiser—the twin tyrants—continued their unholy rampage.
They didn't care about passing.
They didn't care about teamwork.
They didn't care about anything—except scoring.
And they would use anyone to do it.
Mori tried to intercept—but Kaizen used him as bait, pulling defenders away before slipping through the gap.
Renji tried to track the ball—but Kaiser stole his path, forcing him to crash into Volkov instead.
Aikawa lunged for a block—only for Kaizen to flick the ball over his head, leaving him stunned.
And Amagi?
Amagi tried to press Kaiser—but Kaiser faked a shot, baiting him into a slide-tackle—then casually flicked the ball over him, stepping past like a king ignoring a fallen subject.
They were being toyed with.
EOS 3 - 6 World 11.
Then—EOS 3 - 7 World 11.
Kaizen and Kaiser weren't teammates.
They were predators fighting over the same prey—devouring everyone in their way just to feed their own egos.
And the EOS top 11?
They weren't even in the game anymore.
They were watching.
Watching the field be torn apart by two unstoppable kings.
But—
One person wasn't just watching.
Renji's Adaptation
As the game collapsed into chaos, Renji did something different from the others.
He didn't just get frustrated.
He didn't just run around aimlessly.
He analyzed.
Every moment.
Every move.
Every decision.
And then—
He started copying.
Every time they devoured someone—Renji took that technique and devoured it for himself.
Bit by bit.
Step by step.
His vision widened.
His instincts sharpened.
And as Kaizen and Kaiser kept playing above everyone else—
Renji climbed higher.
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Kaizen and Kaiser weren't playing football.
They were controlling the field like gods.
And if Renji wanted to stop them—
He needed to do the same.
He needed to reach their level.
And in that moment—
Renji Kurogami's ego ignited.
[To Be Continued…]