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The final match in the Kanagawa region.
Tsujido, a surprisingly strong opponent,
continued to score goals using the same tactic
and we were in a pinch from the start.
Even so, no one gave up
and in the second half, Hyodo-senpai's header
tied up the game and Kakeru finally showed us
that mythical feint.
Not only was it successful, but he went on to score
the comeback goal.
Because of this, Enoshima High made the top 16.
Morning.
You're finally awake.
Hurry up and eat, or you'll be late.
I know.
I'm going to wash my face.
Kakeru's still home?
His next match isn't for a while,
so he doesn't have practice today.
I see, I see.
Then we can eat breakfast as a family, for once.
What good fortune.
Fortuna...
That's a sardine.
Oh, you're right.
My mistake. I guess my jokes sardinner material!
Good morning!
Good morning, Nana-chan.
Kakeru!
Kakeru!
That boy...
Kakeru. Kakeru.
Good morning, Seven.
C'mon, Kakeru.
Come on, hurry.
Wait a second, Seven.
Leonardo Silva
There's 15 minutes left on the clock.
Tsujido's Kim's throw-in is fast and long.
This guy's amazing.
This looks more like American football.
They might as well just catch it for a touchdown!
But with 10 minutes left in the second half,
thanks to number 20, Aizawa's play,
Enoshima starts to come back.
What's up, Leo?
This is...
You're really coming along.
This is the first instance of a sibling heart transplant,
but it's proceeding surprisingly well.
We have to be grateful to your brother.
Yes.
By the way, I saw your match yesterday.
That was an amazing dribble,
and the last pass as well.
Everyone keeps telling me that, but honestly...
You don't remember?
I remember up until I hit my head.
After that, I was only half awake.
It was as if I was in a dream,
but I knew I needed to run.
I knew I needed to chase the ball.
So you weren't completely conscious.
Yes.
The Heart Speaks Records of recipients of heart transplants
This book contains records of special experiences
by recipients of heart transplants.
Kakeru, stay calm and listen.
It is possible that Suguru-san is still alive inside you.
It couldn't be.
Can you think of anything else?
Anything else?
Kakeru-kun?
Yes, for example,
in this book, the recipients of heart transplants
started to like vegetables they disliked before,
or learned to swim after being unable to.
The donor’s likes and physical abilities
seem to have been transplanted along with the heart.
Additionally, sometimes patients report
seeing the donor's memories in dreams,
or feel like they've visited places they've never visited before.
Dr. Mine, I...
You, too, right?
It's all right. Talk to me.
After the heart transplant,
I've wanted to be more physically active.
My left kick, which I struggled so much with before,
is completely fine.
Heart transplant?
I practiced kicking with my left leg a lot,
so it isn't necessarily because of my brother's heart.
I don't believe that sort of phenomenon is unscientific
and I think it's completely plausible.
So even if you have received some of your brother's memories
in the transplant,
there isn't anything to be afraid of.
If anything, you should be happy.
Right, Kakeru-kun?
Your brother is alive inside you,
and he continues to kick the ball with you
and run on the field with you.
My brother...
inside me...
Excuse me.
Yes, come in.
Oh, Iwaki-kun, what can I do for you?
The club has today off,
so I thought we could have dinner together.
How unusual.
What brought about this change?
Mine-kun, what are you thinking?
Huh?
I overheard your conversation with Kakeru-kun.
That's terrible of you.
Eavesdropping on a counseling session.
What are you trying to do by saying something like that?
The donor of a heart transplant living inside the receiver?
You've lost your mind.
I haven't said anything wrong.
It's either a coincidence or overthinking.
Coincidence can't explain many real examples!
Even so!
How will Kakeru-kun feel after being told that by you,
his counselor?
He'll start to feel as though he's not himself anymore.
He'll continue to suffer because of this.
No, he needs to know.
Doesn't he?
He's the recipient of that genius, Suguru Aizawa's, soul!
Mine-kun.
Leave.
I have work to do.
Fine.
But I'll say just this.
Kakeru-kun isn't Suguru-kun.
The paths they take as soccer players are different.
At least understand that.
Seven's late...
Seven!
So fast!
What's the big idea, Seven?
If you're going to play like that, then...
This isn't Seven!
Please answer.
Wh-Who are you?
You!
Amazing!
What dexterous technique.
He isn't someone I know.
Even if you looked all over Japan...
It's as if my brother...
as if my brother's heart
is calling for a one-on-one match.
Who are you?!
Kakeru...
Heart transplant?
What evidence do you have?
I have evidence.
The Aizawa brothers were both in an accident
and the older brother was brain dead.
The younger brother, whose left chest was pierced by a metal pole,
underwent surgery and survived.
Of course, that's not all.
The chief of surgery at the hospital
the brothers were taken to
has performed heart surgery many times in America.
He's a famous surgeon.
Or so I heard.
He's really amazing.
I don't stand a chance.
All right.
I see. A pretty good feint.
However...
Your line of sight is right on the ball.
It's easy to predict.
He picked on up my habit in an instant.
Is this really all you've got?
Huh?
It's not, is it, Kakeru Aizawa?
Show me what you're made of.
S-Silva!
What do you want with Kakeru?
There's something I want to confirm.
Something you want to confirm?
Suguru might be living inside of him.
I'm going to see if that's true, by pretending to be you.
You can't!
I'll be borrowing this.
Wait!
Silva!
It's no good. We're on different levels.
This is the world class level.
What's wrong, Kakeru?
You should be better than this.
Huh?
Show me...
the dribble from yesterday's game.
Right now.
I know Suguru is alive inside you.
Your brother is alive inside you,
and he continues to kick the ball with you
and run on the field with you.
Kakeru!
What is this feeling?
Every sense is getting sharper.
The ball at my feet feels like a part of my body.
Everything around me is slow, as if in slow motion.
This feeling is...
My body moves many times faster, stronger.
I can tell where the ball is,
where it will be, everything.
There's no mistake!
This overwhelming presence!
This frightening inability
to determine what will happen next!
He must be...
I can get past Silva!
Kakeru!
His presence is gone!
The ball disappeared?
What was that?
Sorry, I'm late.
Seven.
What? What happened?
Kakeru, what was that play?
I thought the ball disappeared for a second.
I've been working on it with Seven...
The "Mythical Feint," right?
I see.
I was right to play soccer in Japan for a while.
In more ways than one.
Let's meet again, Kakeru.
You too, Suguru.
Are you okay?
But why?
Why was Silva wearing your mask?
That's because, well...
So that's why!
You're both representative players.
You're a perfect couple.
That's so... That's so...
What are you imagining?
Silva's just a friend.
A friend?
Yes, just a friend.
What a relief.
What is?
Nothing. Of course there's nothing strange about
a player as strong as you being friends with Silva.
You too, Kakeru, dribbling past Silva like that.
That was amazing.
But I only succeeded once.
I can't be satisfied with that.
I have to keep practicing.
Don't overdo it.
We'll continue tomorrow and go home for today.
Did you meet that Suguru you were looking for?
Yeah, I met him.
You're kidding.
This isn't a sci-fi movie.
Did you really?
I really did, Robbie.
I went against him myself, so there's no mistake.
Suguru is alive inside him,
but the younger brother's got some nice moves as well.
He has the same blood as his genius brother.
It just means he's got a little bit of something.
Sounds like I'll be in Japan for a while.
I just can't understand you.
If you wanted to, you could be playing professionally.
Of course for Brazil,
but there are tons of offers from Europe as well.
But guys like you...
You know, I have dreams, too.
I dream of putting
Leonardo Silva on top of the world.
In which case, his manager would be a billionaire, right?
This isn't just about money.
I know. It's just that I...
You want to finish things up with that guy, right?
You remember, Robbie, when I first met Suguru.
As I recall, it was right
after the U-13 tournament in Spain.
Right...
At that tournament,
Suguru's Japanese team fell in the semifinals,
and it was us, Brazil, against Germany in the finals.
It didn't matter that we won,
there was something restless in my heart.
I never had a chance to play my hardest
and we won the tournament easily.
I was bored.
Until I returned home,
I kept receiving offers from the Spanish club team
to come practice with them.
To be honest, I was fed up with it.
That's when I met Suguru.
Hey, wait up, Leo.
Come play in the match.
I already promised Gomez.
Gomez?
The coach here.
Gomez is an old friend of mine.
Stuck with you like an old habit,
more than an old friend, right, Robbie?
Hey, Gomez.
I'd really appreciate it, Leo.
Huh?
As you are already aware,
everyone here is on a professional youth team.
They're older than you and
they have plenty of experience, too.
I think it would be good practice for you.
He's Suguru Aizawa.
He played for Japan in the world tournament.
He's quite an interesting player,
so I asked him if he'd participate in our practice.
Hey, Suguru.
Leonardo Silva.
I'm Suguru Aizawa.
Your Japanese is good.
My father's employer is Japanese so,
naturally, I learned it as well.
He says he's counting on you.
Okay.
At the time, I didn't know Suguru's name
or how good a player he was.
During the U-13 world tournament,
Brazil and Japan never played each other.
Even so, my coach took an interest in him
so I figured there must've been something to him.
At the time, that's all I knew about Suguru.
Well, do your best, Samurai boy.
This kid!
You're not getting past.
Crush him!
They're pretty high level.
They've put up a 3-man defense in an instant.
Will he send it to the sidelines?
He's going this way.
What?
He only used his eyes to feint and slip past two players.
Idiot, where are you kicking...
This is the first time soccer has got me so excited!
Suguru...
He always passes it just where I want it!
Leonardo Silva...
He's always there where I want to pass it.
Stop him!
Marvelous! That was some splendid playing right there.
What a shame about this world tournament.
If you two had faced off...
Even if Japan had made it to the finals,
Brazil's win wouldn't have changed.
I'm not talking about the outcome of the tournament.
I'm saying I wanted to see these two play against each other.
The tournament's MVP, Leonardo Silva,
and the tournament’s top point scorer, Suguru Aizawa, facing off.
Top point scorer?
I see. So that's why.
He's the top point scorer?
I wouldn't mind.
Is that so?
Are you serious, Leo?
What about you, Suguru?
Suguru, you're a genius player
who stands toe to toe with me.
However, there's only one number one,
me, Leonardo Silva!
What?
You really are amazing.
It's time to get serious.
Stop, stop!
Suguru, time's up!
If we don't leave, we won't make the airplane!
Okay!
Suguru!
The contest is on hold.
We'll definitely settle this another day.
Definitely! Definitely, right?
Yeah, it's a promise.
We met a number of times after that,
but we never settled the score.
But he remembered.
Suguru hadn't forgotten the promise we made that day.
Leo.
Next time, we'll finish this, Suguru.
What's wrong?
Hey, Seven.
Do you think that was actually—
Hello?
Oh, Coach Inaba.
Yes. I see.
Nadeshiko's coach?
Yeah, next week we have a selection match.
Just checking in.
I see.
You started to say something before?
It's fine. Good luck in your match.
I'll go to cheer you on.
Kakeru...
Okay. Understood.
Hey, let's go!
Let's all three of us go all out.
Okay! Maybe next time.
Wait up.
You!
Shit! You!
Adieu!
What a slippery woman...
Who is that girl?
A match, huh?
Next Episode: Seven's Rival
Newly introduced to Nadeshiko Japan,
another striker, Mai Murasaki.
Debuting in the selection league match,
a natural tendency for rivalry
and naïveté throws the teamwork off balance.
In a close game and
a desire to have fun playing soccer and win,
what could the newly appointed
Coach Takeda's secret strategy be?
Next time on Knight in the Area,
episode 18: "Seven's Rival."
Good game, Seven.
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