After Park Han-Gyeol, it was Koki Morita who took the shot. Unlike the Korean striker, though, the boy walked calmly as if he was just strolling around the street market to buy vegetables. Morita sure didn't have any nervousness in his bones.
True enough, he proved that by executing the penalty not just perfectly, but also beautifully. The moment he was about to shoot it, his eyes darted to the left side, baiting Kang Do-Jin to move there as well. However, in the last second, Morita changed his stance instantly, switching back to a slow Panenka that moved in a parabolic course before falling gently to the back of the net.
Thud!
"Fuck! What a sexy penalty!"
"Yeah, that boy sure is a menace! His name is Morita, right?"
"I see him there!"
Morita clenched his fist after watching the ball go in, but did not show any ripple in his emotion. It was as if he had just done a little job here, nothing special about it.
