It all started with a simple pass from the back. Mamoru, who had been operating in the middle, received it easily, even having time to raise his head for a moment and look around. It was a rare occasion when he didn't get rammed immediately by Fujinaga.
Yeah, Hakodate's DM somehow was two steps slower here. This lax attitude was the result of him somehow feeling arrogant after realizing Mamoru hadn't posed any threat in the first twenty minutes. Even though he didn't realize it, his brain somehow thought that it was all due to his effort, and he unconsciously lowered his guard.
This was enough, though, because Mamoru could see clearly where all of his teammates were. With the map of everyone's position in his head, he started orchestrating a devastating attack that was impossible for Hakodate's players to stop.
"Wataru-senpai, pass it back to me!"
"Miki-senpai, start running!"
"Flank, don't stop! Keep pushing further!"
"One-two!"
