"Your face… what happens to it?"
"I haven't had my morning coffee, McQueen."
Returning to the training camp, of course, the young man's deformed face stood out the most. It's as if his head were clay and a kid had played pancake with it.
"I see…"
The young man had attended training sessions with weirder anomalies before, so everyone could gloss over his deformed head with ease. When you are Igo Heita's trainee, weirdness is to be expected.
"For today, I want to test your accelerating ability. Everyone lines up, and prepare your feet. You're going to accelerate once I kick this ball."
"Really? A football?"
The onlookers are confused as to why Team Minaz is using a football as a signal for them to run. There are a lot more appropriate things that he could use, but he decided to use a football instead.
"Shut up, you unemployed bitches! The only reason all of you are still in Tracen after retiring from running is that you know you won't land a job anywhere else!!"
"But I'm doing my supermodel work…"
"You just want to feel young by donning the outfit, hag!!"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
He'll get what's coming to him.
While a conspiracy is brewing behind his back, the young man stands side by side with his trainees. Knowing their trainer and his football skills, the trainees dig their feet into the sand and prepare for the signal.
The young man casually juggles the ball with his feet. He makes sure that the football never touches the sand as he is about to kick it. He casually lobbed the ball higher up in the air before taking his stance with his right foot pulled back. The ball slowly gains speed on its way down, and the moment it's on the same level as the young man's foot.
*BAM*
*THUMP*
The football was kicked and sent speeding forward. The umamusumes quickly take off alongside the explosive sound of the impact, which mimics a gun being fired.
The onlookers couldn't believe their ears. The impact sound is so powerful that their fight or flight instinct turns on. These are veteran racers, they have gotten used to loud noises, but even their experience couldn't help them with the kick.
The more unbelievable thing is the fact that the umamusumes are the ones trying to keep up with the ball instead of the other way around. Only after the ball loses enough velocity due to drag can the umamusumes overtake the football.
"Why are you a trainer?"
"Been some time since I was asked that question, Brian. And the answer is because I want to groom one of you into being my wife."
"Normally, I would be calling the police, but I know what kind of man you are, Trainer Igo Heita."
"And what does that mean, Symboli Rudolph? Are you saying that I'm such a handsome and gorgeous man that you will let me do anything I want? Do you want my autograph as well?"
"Haaaah… Fuuuuh…"
The onlookers cover their faces with their hands, trying so hard to resist the urge to pounce on the young man. They want nothing more in this world than to erase the smug smile on his face, preferably through some very questionable actions.
"Hey, Trainer!! Here's your ball."
"Thanks, Teio."
"Then does this mean we have passed your kicking test? What are you going to test us with now?"
"I still have a stronger kick, Teio. Calm down."
"You do?!"
"What? Do you want me to test it against you?"
"Of course!! Nothing can beat me!!"
"Enter your stance then. I'll prepare myself."
Teio confidently enters her stance while the young man walks back a few steps. He casually juggles the ball with his feet just like before, but this time, he casually lobs it forward before running after it.
It is just a short run before the kick. How powerful will that make the kick be?
Teio confidently tells herself as her feet dig into the sand. She waited for the moment the foot made impact with the football, not knowing that her trainer's eyes had turned black.
"Kaiser's Impact!!"
*BBBAAAAAAAAAAAMMM*
Unbelievably, this kick was louder than the previous one. And even more jaw-dropping was just how much faster the ball was. It rips through space and time, compressing and heating the air in its wake. The air got so heated that fire physically manifested around the ball.
"My ears!! My ears!! They hurt!!"
"You should consider becoming a professional football player. You'll make more money."
"Tried that. It didn't end well."
"What? Your teammates don't like you because you are a massive prick?"
"It's because I'm so handsome that I'm stealing my teammates' wives and girlfriends. You understand what those women are feeling, right, Narita Brian?"
"I'll bury you until only your head pops out of the sand, asshole."
"Bawk!! Bawk!! Bok!! Bawk!!"
"..."
"Brian, stay. Your anger is what he's looking for."
"He's getting it."
The young man smiled smugly when he saw the monster being put on the leash by the Emperor. The scene is similar to the Tom and Jerry bit where Tom smacked a chained Spike with a rolled-up newspaper. Tom smugly smiles in front of an angry Spike, knowing full well that he is out of the dog's range because of the chains.
"Hahahaha!! Pathetic!!! Be a good girl, and I'll give you some big bones, Shadow doggy."
"Our trainer really likes to court death, huh? How he has stayed alive this whole time is beyond me."