[That puts him into silence, half because he's gone back to eating, and half because he wants to mull over what Fudou had said. His stomach was not so patient in that it would sit quietly and let him chat away when food was warm and ready to be eaten, and in some ways, he's a little grateful for that. Noodles are shoved in his mouth to occupy it, letting it slide down and warm his entire insides, a satisfying breath released each time.
So he wasn't a playmaker by his standards, but something of a joker type of player. Interesting.
But one he doesn't remark further on. It's Fudou's next statement that catches his attention more. Every guy has a different role on his team, don't you think?]
Yeah.
I was the team's ace striker. [As if that wasn't obvious by the battle against Raimon, but he felt he should clarify in case Fudou hadn't been looking at the number on his back at the time.]
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So he wasn't a playmaker by his standards, but something of a joker type of player. Interesting.
But one he doesn't remark further on. It's Fudou's next statement that catches his attention more. Every guy has a different role on his team, don't you think?]
Yeah.
I was the team's ace striker. [As if that wasn't obvious by the battle against Raimon, but he felt he should clarify in case Fudou hadn't been looking at the number on his back at the time.]
Just like Tsurugi.