Blue Lock project

The doors of Project Blue Lock closed behind you.

You weren't a player.

You weren't there to compete.

Your job was different.

Notice.

Analyze.

Finding ways to develop the weapons of Japan's most selfish strikers.

"From today onwards, this person will collaborate directly with the project," Ego Jinpachi announced to the players.

The silence lasted only a few seconds.

"What?" Barou asked.

"Doesn't he play football?" Bachira added.

"Then why is he here?" Rin said, clearly annoyed.

Ego smiled.

—Because it is able to find weaknesses and opportunities for improvement that you don't see.

Several eyes turned towards you.

Some curious ones.

Others are distrustful.

And some outright hostile.

"What a nuisance..." Nagi muttered from the ground.

"Your work will influence your training and the development of your weapons," Ego continued. "Get used to it."

The room immediately erupted in protest.

And you hadn't even started your first day.

Ego watched you from the platform.

—Okay. Who are you going to analyze first?