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The floodlights of Paris X Gen's training ground cast harsh white beams across the pitch, illuminating the turf where shadows wrestled with the last hints of twilight. The air was thick with the scent of cut grass, sweat, and tension—a familiar cocktail that had become the club's signature. In the distance, voices clashed like cymbals: Rin Itoshi's cold, measured insults met by Shidou's explosive laughter. Loki stood between them, arms raised, his calm facade cracking under the weight of their stubbornness. To the side, Charles cupped his hands and chanted, only to earn a sharp bonk that sent him stumbling, while Karasu leaned on his towel, grinning like a spectator at a circus. Tokimitsu trembled near the goalpost, his hands shaking as Nanase pat his shoulder. And Zantetsu—bless his…