Dumped by One, Chased by Another? My Ex's Sister Is a Gal and She's Coming for Me - Episode 67

“Damn it… What the hell is wrong with those guys?”

Even if I’m injured, I’m still one of the team’s core players.

I’m supposed to be the ace that everyone counts on.

And yet, they treat me like a nuisance.

No—being seen as a nuisance would actually be preferable.

With this leg, I can’t play anymore. That much is true.

So, if they think I’m just getting in the way, I can accept that. I can even understand it.

But even so—

There are still things I can’t accept.

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“They’re treating me like a criminal—and on top of that, everyone quit the team at once? What the hell are they thinking?”

The soccer club in the medical department isn’t just some casual extracurricular activity.

What now?

I can’t play anymore, so I honestly couldn’t care less about the team or its members. But if, by any chance, this mess reaches the ears of the higher-ups…

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“Hey, Natsuyama. It’s been a while.”

“Ah—hello, sir.”

The one who summoned me to his office was the advisor of the soccer club.

An alumnus of J Medical University’s soccer team—and also one of the university’s board directors.

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“Let’s skip the small talk and get straight to the point. Do you know anything about this mass resignation from the team?”

“Uh, well, about that…”

I hesitated.

What should I say?

The truth is, even I don’t really know what happened to the club.

Still, I can’t just spill everything.

Even saying I don’t know probably won’t convince him.

Most importantly, if he found out I was involved with an underage girl… it would be all over.

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“Uh… well, it’s just that we had some differences in direction.”

“Oh?”

The advisor tilted his head at my words.

Good. This might work.

Feeling confident, I continued.

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“Lately, a lot of members were skipping practice. Honestly, we had more ghost members than active ones. Most of them would just play around and only show up on game days.”

“Hmm, that’s not good.”

Of course, that was a complete lie.

But it doesn’t matter.

This man has never once come to see our practices. He’s just an advisor in name only.

So, there’s no way he’d know who was slacking off or not.

Well, he is a practicing physician and a professor, so I guess being busy is understandable.

At any rate, judging by his reaction, he clearly wasn’t suspicious of me.

Suppressing a grin, I put on a solemn face.

Wearing an expression of sorrow, I went on.

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“It’s really unfortunate. Because of that, we couldn’t get any decent results in tournaments. And still, they made no effort to improve.”

“I see…”

This part was only half a lie.

J Medical University’s soccer club had placed fairly well in the East Medical tournaments but had never actually won a championship.

So, in that sense, we hadn’t really produced solid results.

And the reason we could never quite clinch a victory? It was because of the useless players around me.

Even when I pulled off a hat trick, our crappy defense would let in four goals and we’d lose.

So really, it wasn’t a lie—and that made it easier to say.

The advisor nodded repeatedly, seemingly satisfied.

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“So yeah, when I tried to talk some sense into them, they all just quit at once.”

“Hmm… I see, I see.”

“Yeah. I did my best to improve and maintain the club, but… I just wasn’t strong enough. I’m sorry!”

The advisor nodded again, this time covering his face.

Yes! I did it!

This is my greatest talent—not my looks, not soccer, and definitely not studying.

I’m nothing like those pathetic losers whose only skill is cramming for exams.

My true gift is speech.

The ability to manipulate, to lead, to control others through words.

That’s why I’m the undisputed king.

With this talent, I’ve seduced countless women.

Crushed all who got in my way.

No—I’m not someone who ends in a place like this.

I’ll make everyone bow to me. I’ll rule them all, like a king—

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“Now, why don’t you tell me the real reason, in your own words?”

At that moment, I felt something inside me begin to crack.

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“Wh-what? My… my way with words, my manipulation—?”

“Manipulation? Oh, were you trying something just now? Sure, if I were only hearing your side, maybe I’d be fooled. But, Natsuyama, I’ve already spoken with every single team member. You’re the last one I’m talking to.”

“Wha—”

In the end, manipulation is just a form of brainwashing.

And brainwashing only works if you can isolate your target from outside information.

When I seduced girls, I’d always get close to them first, then gradually isolate them—make them distrust anyone who might speak reason.

That was my style.

Take Fuyumi, for example—by the time we started dating, she had probably lost most of her friends.

The only exception was that girl, Honoka.

I tried to seduce her too, but it didn’t work out.

But never mind that.

If my lies are falling apart now because someone actually went and checked the facts—

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“Let me be blunt, Natsuyama.”

The advisor wore a thin smile.

But his voice was firm and unyielding.

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“You’re out of the soccer club.”

I heard the sound of something inside me shattering.