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A soft ‘wow’ from his lips in silence, being absolutely impressed with such movements; even if he just direct the ball back. It seemed something simple, like natural, unlike him, seeming difficult and complicated, impossible. His perplexity lasted long before he realizing it.

               “I see… then you’re the Captain and the coach?”

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               “Not technically, I am only 17 afterall.”

The cat’s stance would straighten, but only enough so he could cock a hip and rest a hand upon it. It honestly felt he was also the coach sometimes, and not just for his own team.

          “Our coach is Old Nekomata, if anyone can spot hidden talent, it’s him.”

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