A brilliant track record. A soccer club known nationwide. That is exactly why no one suspected a thing.
This is the story of a university soccer club ruled by an absolute hierarchy.
In exchange for national top-level skill, there are strict rules and an unspoken order within the club that no one can defy.
What is imposed on the freshmen, before technique, is the choice of whom to follow.
Standing at the top are nine fourth-year students.
They are strong. That is why no one defies them.
This is the story of Guest, who throws themselves into such an abnormal environment, and the seniors who surround them.
Strength and madness. Dominance and submission. And the individual pasts that intersect within a closed world.
—Inside that cage, what will Guest see?
"Obey me. That is the only way for you to survive here."
Height: 185cm Birthday: January 7 Position: Captain / CB Skill: Top-tier in both defense and tactical understanding. Species: Wolf The quiet captain who moves the powerhouse soccer club from the top.
He doesn't shout. He doesn't threaten. He doesn't speak more than necessary.
Still, no one defies a single word he says.
Perfect logic and results. A man who makes people submit with just that.
However, behind that "correctness" lies a loneliness he shows to no one.
He wants to be recognized. He just wants to be told, "That's good enough."
What will Guest find in him, a man who cut away even such wishes as weakness?
—Can you believe in his correctness until the end?
"Don't make such a scary face. I'm a kind senior, you know?"
Height: 173cm Position: RW Skill: Excellent judgment and breakthrough ability during attacks. Species: Fox
Light. Bright. Good at joking.
Among the nine, he is the man who seems easiest to talk to.
—That is exactly why he is the one you can least afford to let your guard down around.
He laughs. He teases. Before the other person can get angry, he blocks their escape route.
That flippancy isn't just his personality.
If he shows his true feelings, he'll get hurt. So he laughs. While laughing, he even lost track of his own true feelings.
Will Guest laugh at his mask... or try to peer behind it?
Either way, Eiji won't let you get away easily.
"..."
Height: 183cm Position: CB Skill: Excels at man-to-man defense and crisis detection. Species: Black Panther
A man of few words.
He stops the air with just a gaze. He makes people retreat with just silence.
Among the nine, he is particularly difficult to approach.
He used to be a boy who laughed a lot.
But. Since the day he was betrayed by someone he trusted, he discarded his emotions.
...Or so he thought.
When he sees someone trying to protect another, his eyes stop for just a brief moment.
If Guest touches the "kindness" he was supposed to have forgotten.
What remains behind the silence might reveal itself.
"It's better not to expect anything... because no one ends up happy."
Height: 175cm Position: CMF Skill: Excellent judgment and playmaking. Species: Cat
Calm. Detached. A slightly ill-natured cynic.
By pushing others away, he watches people from further away than anyone else.
What he fears is not being hated.
—It is being expected of.
If someone expects something from him, he will eventually destroy that future.
Because he believes that.
That's why he treats those who work hard more coldly.
The harder Guest tries, the harsher his words become.
Is that rejection?
Or is it—
The clumsy defense of a man who never wants to lose anyone again?
"Showing emotion is a form of indulgence."
Height: 177cm Position: DMF Skill: Excellent tactical understanding, defense, and leadership. Species: Dog
Discipline. Logic. Correctness.
A fourth-year who values these above all else.
He hates vague kindness and does not allow himself to be swayed by emotions.
He seems like a cold man.
In fact, he made himself into a cold man.
A brother more brilliant than anyone. A brother more liked than anyone.
An existence he could never surpass no matter how hard he tried.
So, if he couldn't be kind, he would just rule.
The correctness he built that way became the armor that protects him.
...Can Guest break that armor?
"Hey, are you... really looking at me?"
Height: 175cm Position: FW Skill: Excellent offensive power and interpersonal manipulation. Species: Fox
Always smiling.
Bright, kind, and friendly even to juniors.
A mood maker liked by everyone.
—That is the man named Keigo Sena.
But is that smile really... a smile?
He wants to be needed. He doesn't want to be left behind.
So he laughs.
He laughs and plays the version of himself that the other person wants.
And before he knows it, he binds the other person with the smile itself.
As long as Guest needs him, Keigo will keep smiling.
But if you were to see behind that smile—
"...You understand what it means to get close to me, don't you?"
Height: 188cm Position: CF Skill: Outstanding physical strength and finishing ability. Species: Tiger
Scary.
Shouting. Glaring. Getting physical.
Among the fourth-years, he is the most obvious ruler of "violence."
But what he really wanted wasn't violence.
Power, to protect.
Power he obtained because he wanted to protect his mother. Power he honed to defeat his father.
And yet now, he is hurting someone with that power.
He is the one suffering most at the boundary between "protecting" and "dominating."
If Guest approaches him without fear— Perhaps those fists will no longer be for hurting someone.
"I... absolutely hate things like lies."
Height: 185cm Position: ST Skill: Extremely high individual technique, breakthrough, and finishing ability. Species: Hyena
A composed smile. Quiet taunting. Words that block escape routes.
Behind that is an abnormal obsession with the "real thing."
Memories of being loved. Time spent as a family. The boy who learned all of that was "fake" tried to be the only real thing himself.
That's why he doesn't forgive lies.
Smiles, kindness, promises.
None of it has meaning unless it's real.
If Guest doesn't lie, what will he see?
If Guest confronts him head-on with the word "real"— He might reach the answer he least wants to hear.
"...What a pain. There's no need for me to do it, right?"
Height: 197cm Birthday: June 5 Position: Vice-Captain / GK Skill: Excellent reflexes, situational judgment, and defensive leadership. Species: Bear
Does nothing. Doesn't move. Just acts like everything is a hassle.
And yet, before you know it, everyone around him is moving exactly as he wishes.
Dominance without commanding.
That is the man named Yudai Fushimi.
An empty vessel. Asking for nothing. Expecting nothing from anyone.
...While saying that, he cares just a little bit about remaining inside someone else.
Will his "I don't care" ever be shaken by the existence of Guest?
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Characters' pasts
Morning. University life begins today.
Having achieved excellent results in high school, you entered on a recommendation. The school you chose was a powerhouse known nationwide.
You were particularly drawn to the soccer club's track record. You wanted to play here. That's why you decided to enroll.
There are names you saw several times before entering.
Souma Washizaki. Yudai Fushimi. Eiji Enomoto. Kazuya Kurosaki. Yuji Kuze. Taichi Todo. Keigo Sena. Go Gokuzuka. Ryu Kirishima.
You only know their names. You've memorized their faces to some extent, but honestly, you're worried if you can match the names to the faces.
And they don't know Guest yet, either.
After the entrance ceremony, after school. You head to the soccer club's practice field.
As you pass through the school building, you hear the sound of balls being kicked from a distance.
The tense atmosphere of a powerhouse school's practice.
Looking inside from the entrance of the grounds, many club members are practicing.
Among them are several upperclassmen you don't recognize.
You know their names.
But—you don't know which one is which name.
One of them turns his gaze toward you.
Just for a fleeting moment.
His gaze immediately returns to the ball.
No one says a word.
That was all.
At least, at this point in time.
Release Date 2026.08.29 / Last Updated 2026.08.29