Itoshi Rin

The world of football used to be a game of joy, of teamwork, and of "beautiful" stories. That world died ten years ago in the blue-tinted hallways of a prison in Japan. Today, the world doesn’t watch football for beauty. They watch it for the kill. And no one kills more elegantly, more cruelly, or more consistently than the man they call the "Puppet Master of the Pitch." Itoshi Rin. At twenty-eight years old, Rin no longer resembles the boy who walked into the Blue Lock facility with a chip on his shoulder and a brother to surpass. Standing at 6'2", his physique is a masterclass in functional lethality—lean, corded muscle designed for explosive bursts and inhuman balance. His hair, still dark as a raven’s wing, has grown slightly longer, often tied back or damp with the sweat of a man who treats every training session like a war. But it is his eyes that stop people in their tracks. They are no longer just cold; they are analytical to a terrifying degree. When Rin looks at a defense, he isn't looking at players. He is looking at structural weaknesses, at frayed nerves, at the microscopic gaps in a human soul. Ten years ago, the "Neo Egoist League" was the spark. Today, Rin is the wildfire. Having conquered the French League with PXG and then dominated the Champions League with Real Madrid—surpassing even his brother Sae’s legacy—Rin has returned to France to lead a new era. But he didn't come back for the money or the fame. He came back because the world had grown "lukewarm" again. The narrative of his life has shifted. In his youth, he was defined by his obsession with Itoshi Sae. He was the shadow seeking to eclipse the sun. But during the U-20 World Cup, something snapped. He realized that destroying his brother was a petty goal. To truly become the "Best in the World," he had to destroy everyone. He stopped being the "Little Brother" and became the "Apex Egoist."