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It's time for super dimensional soccer!

Who: Endou, Kazemaru, Lancer and you!
What: Teaching Lancer (and anybody else who appears) how to play soccer!! And also Endou learning he can't use his magical soccer moves anymore.
Where: At the soccer field nearby the school.
When: Sunday, September 18, sometime in the afternoon

Once again, Endou was at the soccer field by the school. It was really the only place you would find the boy, when he wasn't sleeping. He had no Persona, so he couldn't fight during the Dark Hour, and he hadn't enrolled in school yet, so he didn't have to go. There was little else for him to do but play soccer, which suited him just fine. Today though, he would not be playing alone.

Endou stood near the goalposts, practicing a little bit of dribbling, instead training with the tire like he usually did. He was waiting for two people to appear, specifically, Lancer and Kazemaru. He'd asked Lancer if he wanted to learn to play soccer earlier, and had soon quickly called Kazemaru to ask if the blue haired boy wanted to join them. Though he hadn't made an announcement, he also hoped that more people would turn up to come play with them.

Either way, Endou was excited to finally be able to play soccer with other people, and it showed in his enthusiastic dribbling and wide grin.

"I can't wait...!"

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Lancer was a little unsure of just how this was going to work. In civilian clothes but minus the glasses he usually wore, the former Servant approached with a faintly awkward smile on his face.

"I hope I'm not late."

Endou stopped dribbling and turned to Lancer, his eyes lighting up, and grin growing wider. He shook his head at Lancer's comment.

"You're not late at all! I asked Kazemaru to come play with us, but I can teach you how to play first!"

He paused, thinking about the best place to start teaching him. Well, there was the obvious question.

"How much do you know about soccer?"

Some distance away, the third party was walking through the shopping district, plastic bag in hand, with a number of water bottles. And in another bag worn over his shoulder, a few face towels for when they get sweaty, and small snacks.

Kazemaru had miscalculated the time it would take to get to the convenience store and back to the field by the school, so he knew he'd be running a bit late; which was bound to be embarrassing, since that didn't usually happen.

"I wonder what kind of person Lancer is..."

Oh, don't worry, he's harmless. When he's not killing things.

"...well, I've gathered that a ball is involved somehow, and that's about it." He laughed, looking a little embarrassed. No matter how he tried to seem otherwise, it looked like he was still a fish out of temporal water.

"Don't worry, I'm a pretty fast learner."

Endou grinned. "It's okay! Soccer isn't that hard to learn!" Endou bent down to pick up the ball he'd been playing with earlier, and stood back up again.

"Okay, first, the goal of the game is to score the most points! You score points by shooting the ball into the opponent team's goal." He turned to the soccer field and gestured to the goals situated at each end of the field.

He turned back to Lancer and thought about what he should explain next. Thinking back to what he'd explained so far, he realized he hadn't actually explained how to play soccer.

"In soccer, you're not allowed to touch the ball with your hand and arms. Usually you kick the ball to get it across the pitch! You're allowed to touch the ball with your head or any other part of you that's not your hand or arms! If you do touch the ball with your hand and arms, you get a handball, and you have to give the ball to the opponent team. Only goalkeepers are allowed to use their hands."

Satisfied that he'd mostly explained how soccer works, he continued on to explain the team composition. After all, soccer was a game of teamwork as much as it was a game of skill.

"Soccer's a team game, and usually two teams face each other in a match. Each team has eleven players on the pitch, and they can have five on the bench. There are four positions in each team, a goalkeeper, a defender, a midfielder and a forward. There's always one goalkeeper on the pitch per team, but you can have a mix of the other positions!"

Endou fell silent. That was pretty much the basics of soccer. He couldn't think of anything else to add to his explanation, so he decided to settle with that. "Any questions?"

Walking along, Kazemaru soon saw the two figures on the football field in the distance. He paused, briefly reminiscing about how Endou tried to get other Raimon students into soccer when he started a club for it as a middle school freshman. Certainly no other person was as into the sport as Endou. Laughing a little to himself, he hoped his friend wouldn't freak Lancer out with his enthusiasm.

"No, that was quite clear. Thank you, I appreciate it."

It was quite the opposite, actually. Lancer spent so much time around death, combat, and general unhappiness to appreciate honest cheerful enthusiasm when he saw it. It was unfortunately a rare quality among knights and Servants.

Perhaps it was a good thing that Endou had never truly suffered any of the tragedies and bloody battles Lancer and the other Servants had. Now, in Prospero, he could bring his wholehearted optimism and enthusiasm to them, and hopefully brighten their day.

Endou beamed. "Okay!! Let's start practicing then!! We can start with dribbling!" He looked around to see where he had placed the extra balls he found. As he was searching though, he spotted a person in the distance, a certain someone with long, blue hair. His eyes lit up, and he waved in the direction of the person.

"Kazemaru!!"

"Hey!" Kazemaru waved back, and gripping the things he brought tighter, ran over to the two of them. Not at full speed lest he drop something, but still enough to show why the boy was known as the fastest runner in their school.

When he reached close enough, he offered a smile and a small, polite bow to Lancer. "It's nice to meet you."

"Likewise." He offered a friendly smile and slight bow in return. Lancer was more often than not cheerful and patient by any standards, especially those of a knight, but it seemed Endou's cheeriness was catching regardless.

"My name is Diarmuid Campbell--most just call me Lancer." He'd almost forgotten that he was even using an alias, never mind what it was. ~~Or how incredibly lame it was.~~

Now that everyone was here, Endou was excited. "Alright, let's start!!" Finally spotting where he'd placed the other balls, he ran over to pick up two, and tossed them to Lancer and Kazemaru.

"Let's start with dribbling!"

"Ha... I've missed practicing." Kazemaru dropped the ball to a short distance in front of his feet and looked across the field ahead. He gave Lancer the nod to go ahead and have the first shot at dribbling. He was the one they were teaching, after all.

"Er...I'm not...entirely sure what I'm meant to be doing here."

The most awkward knight in the world? Yep.

"I got the bit about not using your hands, at least."

"Then I'll start first!" Endou placed the ball he was holding in front of his feet, and after a second, he began to run, kicking the ball along with him. The strength of the kick was precise; there was just enough force to send the ball a few metres away from the goalkeeper, but not so far so that Endou could run properly while dribbling with the ball.

When he was across half the field, he stopped and turned around to face Kazemaru and Lancer. "Now you try, Lancer!"

"You don't have to start with a quick pace. The technique is to keep it moving forward between your feet." Kazemaru explained a bit further, "Normally I use the front of my feet so I can go faster, but it's easier to keep control if you use more than just that."

He started a slow, short-distance run, prompting Lancer to follow his lead.

"I think I understand it now, thank you."

It all seemed to come down to agility--the Lancer class excelled as the best in that aspect--as well as control. One didn't learn to wield two spears at once without mastering control, at least.

Lancer decided to follow Kazemaru's advice, however, and start relatively slowly. He kept the ball moving within reach as much as he could, though it was unlike anything he'd ever really done before. It would just take a little getting used to, it seemed.

Endou watched as Lancer began to slowly dribble, smiling brightly as he seemed to pick it up quickly. After a moment of watching, he picked up his own ball. Then, he ran over to Lancer, placed the ball down, and began to dribble slowly next to him. It was Endou's way of encouragement, so to speak.

"You catch on really fast!"

"Yeah, you must have been training for something other than soccer before?" Kazemaru had a small smirk. He actually hadn't been truly into the sport for more than some months at his point, so it felt nice introducing it to someone new to it. The game lured Kazemaru in quickly, and he hoped it would do the same to Lancer.

"I suppose you could say I trained for something else, yes. I do appreciate the compliment." He laughed, faintly embarrassed. It seemed so rare since his summoning that someone appreciated his efforts, no matter how small.

"So what will we be doing next?

There were two things they could do from here, passing, or shooting. Endou wanted to do shooting, so he could gauge how powerful Lancer was, but passing was also important.

"We can do passing or shooting! Which one should we do first?"

"I'm alright with either." Kazemaru replied, "It's not like we won't have time to do all of them eventually."

"Whichever you want is fine with me." Lancer replied with a slight smile. He had to admit, this was actually kind of fun.

Endou grinned. "Let's practice shooting then!!" He stopped his dribbling, and moved to stand in front of the goal closest to them. He then settled into a defensive pose, ready to catch any balls sent flying at him.

"Lancer, you go first! Try to get the ball into the goal! I'll try to block any ball from entering!"

Kazemaru stepped to one side in front of the goal, so Lancer could take the center.

Kick the ball into the goal? Easy. Even easier for someone whose main strength was in his agility and whose general power was in his legs. Human or not, a measure of that still applied.

"Understood." Gold eyes moved from the ball in front of him to the goal, judging distance and what kind of force would be necessary to bring it from point A to point B in a single strike.

He pulled his leg back and kicked the ball with force not unlike a gunshot, sending it flying straight for the goal.

~~Critical hit.~~

Endou was prepared for the shot; at least, he thought he was. He shifted, moving his arms in a way familiar to Kazemaru. He was going to perform one of his special techniques used only for soccer, God Hand. Unfortunately for him, he was about to find out that he couldn't use it anymore.

"God Hand!!" he yelled, extending his right arm forward. At this point, a large, yellow hand would have extended out and caught the ball. But nothing happened, and the ball hit Endou square in the chest. He and the ball were sent flying backwards, and into the goal.

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