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Chapter 62 - The Game Where Legends Sleep

The crowd was unusually quiet

Not from boredom or fatigue

But something deeper

A tension so thick it clung to the skin

This wasn't just a match

It was a test site for myths

Keisuke stood near the halfway line

His figure swallowed by shadows under the stadium lights

The ball rested at his feet like a sleeping beast

The club had invited retired legends from the national team

Some of them World Cup veterans

Others once captains of title-winning sides

But it didn't feel like a celebration

It felt like judgment day

They sat in the VIP section

Sunglasses off

Not smiling

Just watching

Waiting

Keisuke could feel their gaze

Like spotlights made of memory and expectation

But instead of fear

He smirked

"Do ghosts clap?" he whispered

Then he moved

His first touch spun the ball backward behind him

He pivoted past the striker pressuring him

He danced through midfield like it was water

No urgency

No panic

Just rhythm

He didn't pass

He didn't shoot

He played

Through legs and silence

Across wide-eyed teammates and stuttering opponents

He played like he didn't care about the score

But when he reached the edge of the box

He stopped

Stone still

The entire stadium held its breath

Even the legends leaned forward

Keisuke backheeled

Not to the nearest winger

Not to the striker running past

But all the way outside the penalty box

To the defender who hadn't moved the whole match

That defender blinked

Panic in his eyes

Trapped the ball

Then realized

There was nobody near him

The space in front of him opened like a cracked sky

He took a step forward

Another

He struck

And scored

The crowd didn't erupt

Not yet

They were still trying to process it

Then

A slow clap echoed from the stands

Followed by another

Then more

From the legends

From the ghosts

They saw it

Not just the assist

Not just the vision

But the message

Keisuke jogged back to his half

Grinning like a kid who just drew on a priceless painting with a marker

The announcer couldn't describe it

"That… was not human"

The coach didn't shout

The teammates didn't cheer

They just stared

Then nodded

That night the press didn't call him a genius

They called him something else

A riddle in cleats

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