Osaka North's locker room was silent
Like a funeral
Their coach Nakamura Hideki sat in front of the whiteboard frozen
Eyes locked on the final score
4–3
Against a team that had no wins for over a year
Against a team that was coached by a substitute teacher
Against a team that brought on a kid wearing number 0 who nobody even knew
He rewound the match footage again
Watched it frame by frame
Every press
Every trap
Every movement
Then he saw it
The eyes
That kid Reiji Kaoru
He was always looking one step ahead
No not one
Three
Every touch he made pulled Osaka North closer to their own doom
Coach Nakamura snapped his pen in half
"What the hell did I just lose to"
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Meanwhile at Minamino High the players were in shock
Nobody really knew what to say
The striker Yamato was sitting in the hallway alone replaying Reiji's final pass in his mind
He didn't even look at me
How did he know I'd run
How did he know the sun would hit the defender's eyes
How did he know the assistant ref would delay his offside flag
It didn't feel like football
It felt like a trick
---
Inside the school library Reiji Kaoru sat quietly
No teammates
No fans
No celebration
Just a book on military warfare opened in front of him
The Art of Deception in Command Strategy
Chapter 5: Use Weakness to Invite Overconfidence
He turned the page
Took a sip of canned coffee
Then underlined a sentence in red
"Victory tastes sweeter when served as embarrassment to the ones who thought they had already won"
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Later that day the principal summoned him
"You're not officially a coach Reiji
And I've got ten complaints from parents who say you're manipulating the team
What are you even doing"
Reiji responded without blinking
"I'm giving them the experience of winning"
The principal frowned
"You're a first year
You're not even supposed to be on the field
You haven't gone through proper channels"
Reiji stood
"I never asked for permission
Only results"
He left the office without waiting for dismissal
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At night the team gathered at the school gym
They wanted answers
"Who are you really"
"Did you plan everything in advance"
"Why us"
Reiji sat alone at the corner of the gym
He looked up
"You all have the same disease
You gave up on thinking
You follow drills like robots
You accept losing because it's routine
I just broke the routine"
One of the defenders snapped
"You're saying we're stupid"
"No
I'm saying you were trained to obey
Not to think"
A silence fell
Yamato stepped forward
"Then teach us"
Reiji's eyes glowed faintly
"No
You learn by failing on your own"
He stood and left again
That night a rumor spread across football forums
"Anonymous genius destroys ranked team using pure tactics"
Clips of Reiji's movement went viral
Analysts couldn't explain it
Commentators had no name for his style
Some called it positionless football
Others called it possession disruption tactics
One Spanish journalist called it ghost architecture
But Reiji had no social media
No phone
No interviews
He simply showed up to school the next day like nothing happened
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Coach Nakamura however did not move on
He watched the footage over twenty times
Then he paused on a frame
Reiji had looked at him during the match
For exactly one second
A calm sharp stare
Like he was measuring him
Reading his entire brain
Nakamura stood from his desk
He needed to know more
He called a contact in the Tokyo Football Federation
"Find me everything on this Reiji Kaoru
I don't care if he's a kid
I want data
Now"
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At Minamino the interim coach resigned
He said he couldn't work under a shadow figure that controlled the team from the bench
The school panicked
They needed a licensed coach or risk being kicked from the league
So they did what any desperate school would do
They faked it
They registered the librarian as the official head coach
Old man Tanaka
Who hadn't watched football since 1986
Reiji now had full control
Unofficially
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The next match was against a team from Nagoya
Strong midfield
Fast wingers
Standard 4 3 3 with an aggressive press
Reiji told the team something strange
"Play badly in the first half
On purpose
Don't follow structure
Lose the ball often
Let them lead by two goals"
Everyone looked at each other
Was this a joke
"But… why"
"Because some coaches stop thinking when they're winning
And that's when I'll step in"
The team hesitated
But followed orders
By halftime the score was 0–2
Fans were furious
Online chats filled with hate
"I knew the last win was a fluke"
"Minamino is back to trash again"
But in the locker room Reiji smiled for the first time
He walked to the whiteboard
Drew a pattern no one recognized
It looked like a spiral
"This is how they defend when they're relaxed
They chase like dogs but leave the center soft
We rotate in triangles until their shape collapses
Then Yamato drifts wide
You cross into zone 14
And the tap in is free"
The team didn't fully understand
But they trusted him
Second half
Everything changed
Minamino scored one
Then another
Reiji didn't sub in
He just stood near the tunnel shouting timing codes
"Shift eighty
Pin twenty
Ghost call reverse"
The players moved like they were synced to something invisible
Nagoya panicked
3–2
By full time
4–2
Another comeback
Another impossible win
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That night Coach Nakamura finally got Reiji's file
Name
Age
Family
Zero club history
No training academy
Never played in youth leagues
Just one note from an old junior high school teacher
"He sees patterns where others see chaos
Not suitable for team sports
He isolates himself"
Nakamura leaned back in his chair
"So he's a natural strategist with a lone wolf complex
Interesting"
Then he smiled
"I'll be the first to defeat him"
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Elsewhere a scout from Portugal clicked on the same match video
Paused when Reiji's eyes glowed on screen
He made a call in Portuguese
"I think I found something strange in Japan
A boy who plays football like chess
We need to watch him closely
He's… not normal"
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And back in Tokyo
Reiji Kaoru sat alone in the dark school field
Notebook open
Writing something down
"Play badly
Let them think they control the game
Then show them who was controlling it from the start"
He closed the notebook
Put on his blue Japan jersey
And whispered to himself
"They still think I'm a player
How amusing"