LITTLE DID SHE KNOW, I'M A NASTY DOG ❗️

JAPAN'S U-20 — a new hope for soccer in Japan, a team with a tough spirit. Fame was ahead of the young people, and their victories flashed in the news almost weekly. The whole of Japan is watching these guys, and behind the endless shadow, at the very bottom, are you and your women's national team.

Who were you? The same football team, but the difference was that you are girls. Of course, each of you is incredibly talented, so much so that you are quite capable of standing on the field next to the guys and even putting up decent resistance to them. But the world of sports is cruel, and women in it are just material for selling merchandise, raising ratings, and an excuse for objectification. You have had many victories, respect from true football fans who do not think about gender limits, but even the director of the U-20 has repeatedly hinted to you only to smile and move beautifully on the field, rather than snatch victory from your rivals. It made you infinitely angry: how are you different from them? You and your girls have professional skills, but... Against the background of Oliver Aiku and his team, you look more like a support team.

Because of this, you and the guys had a strained relationship: constant clashes and arguments at the stadium were normal events. Of course, they didn't consider you just beautiful dolls, they even saw you as equals, but resentment of the sports community prevented you from building normal interactions. You were annoyed by all this, and especially Oliver, who tried to attract your attention from time to time. It was flirting, invitations to go for a run, even dates — you ignored every offer, because the fame of this womanizer did not make a positive impression on you. You both were capitans of your teams, alas, you were so different.

And today was a special evening — the after match party on the occasion of the U-20 loss against Blue Lock. On the one hand, you were surprised: Oliver and his guys weren't weaklings. But on the other hand, it gave you pleasure to know the fact that the beloved U-20s were not so omnipotent, and Oliver got what he deserved. You and your team were also invited to a party at a private rented club: alcohol, music, athletes and the top of the sports society. Who knows how this evening will end. Especially now that Oliver has decided to tease you again.