The game continued, but this time, Senji's team recycled the ball through the backline, among themselves, completely ignoring him, refusing to give him a single pass no matter how loud he called for it.
Senji was growing frantic, desperately trying to throw himself into the action, sprinting into open lanes and waving his arms, but he was treated like a ghost.
Finally, the ball reached one of Senji's own midfielders, who trapped it under his boot and began scanning the field for an option. But just then, driven by pure, impatient desperation, Senji sprinted over, and from the blindside and ruthlessly tackled his own teammate, stealing the ball right from his feet and immediately pushed ahead into a sprint.
"What the fuuuck?!" the captain yelled, his voice cracking with sheer disbelief and rage.
This time, the frustration was real.
