"Sooo..." Y/n awkwardly muttered.
"What did Jinpachi say again? Last week?" He asked.
"Y/n..." Isagi deadpanned.
"The first selection is starting and we have to go against other teams in the fifth stratum. Only the top two teams get to advance to the second selection." Kuon explained to the boy who slowly nodded.
"I see..." Y/n mumbled.
"How are we gonna choose the forward though? All of us can't come to an agreement." Kunigami said.
"How about a friendly game of rock-paper-scissors?" Bachira grinned.
The others thought about it before nodding. Placing their hands forward as they all gathered in a circle, they stared with determination.
"Rock, paper, scissors...Shoot!"
"Oh." Isagi blinked, looking at his fist.
'I won.'
"Ahh, shit! You kidding me?!" Raichi exclaimed.
"Then, just like we agreed earlier, Isagi can pick the position he wants and the rest of us will follow by rank." Kuon said.
Isagi tightened his fist and with determination, he said, "Then, I'll be the forward!"
~A While Earlier~
"The first selection will be a round-robin involving all five teams inside this stratum. Only the top two highest-positioned teams at the end of all 10 matches will qualify. The worst three will be eliminated. Meaning, the members of those teams will be immediately expelled from Blue Lock and they will lose the right to play for Japan's National Team." Ego explained.
"However! For those three teams, there is a way to avoid elimination. That is, to be the player who has scored the most goals for their team by the selection's end. This is a system with the purpose of saving only the best scorer from each eliminated team. Players within a team will be ranked according to their number of goals scored, but "fair play" will be accounted for in the system. Those with fewer penalties will have greater chances of winning." He demonstrated the Penalty System.
"Whether by pursuing their own goals or the team's victory, the fate of every striker will be decided by this first selection we are holding. The fight will have you all play football from scratch to work on your foundations. The first game will be held two hours from now between Team X and Team Z!"
~Team Z Locker Room~
"Alright, team! This is our first game lineup we made with rock-paper-scissors!" Kuon said, demonstrating to a white board that had all their names.
"While Team X may have higher rankings than ours, from 243-253, we don't have time to figure out any elaborate strategies. So let's believe in Isagi as our CF and go for the win!" He huffed.
"Alright~" Bachira nodded.
"You kiddin' me? Can we even win with our center forward ranked as low as Isagi is?" Igarashi crossed his arms as he slightly rose his chin.
"Better option than you as our center." Y/n commented, tying his hair up.
"Yeah. Quit whining, Igaguri. We decided it this way 'cause no one wanted to give up being forward, right?" Kunigami said.
"I don't really wanna play defense. Nah~" Naruhaya said while stretching.
"We just gotta win, right? We win and it's all good!" Raichi smirked.
"Fine by me." Gagamaru said.
"Are you good at goalkeeping?" Y/n asked the boy who had been assigned the position.
"I lost the game, so I don't really have a choice, do I? Like I'd ever want to do this..." Iemon said, putting on a pair of gloves.
"We win all good, I guess." Chigiri said.
Y/n finished typing his shoelaces and looked over at Isagi who seemed to be in deep thought.
"Whattcha thinkin' about, Yocchan?" Y/n said as skipped over to the boy and threw his arm around his shoulder.
"Ahh...I was just wondering what Ego-san meant by "play football from scratch"." Isagi scratched his head.
Y/n simply hummed as he wore a wide smile.
"It's about time now." Kuon glanced at the clock as he stood beside the door.
"Let's go!" Bachira grinned.
'Whistle it might've been luck to get this spot from rock-paper-scissors...I'll do this. In order to become the best striker in the world! My trial to change my life at Blue Lock is about to begin...' Isagi thought as he and the others made their way down a hall.
Fifth Stratum: Center Field
"To assist us with determining fouls,
a VAR system will be used for this game."
Noticing something from his peripheral vision, Kunigami turned and said, "Hey, guys. Team X is here."
Isagi, who was sitting on the floor and stretching, looked where Kunigami stared at.
"Now, it's time for the first 45 minutes
of the Fifth's Stratum very first game!
Team X vs Team Z! Kickoff!"
Taking their positions on the field, Bachira looked to his right and said, "Feeling nervous, Isagi? Well, I'm all snug. In football, you can't win unless you're having fun!"
'Bachira...That's right.' Isagi thought.
"Yeah." He slowly nodded, turning to look forward as Bachira passed him the ball.
Game Start!
'There's no need to feel nervous! I might be a low-tier player, second to last in all of Blue Lock, but I just need to fight 'till I'm the last one standing!'
As he ran forward, three of the other team's players ran towards him with focused expressions.
'Woah! They're coming in hot! Three guys...I can't break through! Stop! Stop!' Isagi thought as he halted, trapping the ball under his foot.
'I'll pull back to Bachira and begin the attack from there.'
Bachira, who was watching from his spot, perked up and called out, "Ah! Isagi, behind you!"
Before he could look, he felt the ball disappear from under his foot and when he finally turned his head, his eyes widened as he stared at the culprit, Raichi.
"Huh?" He gaped. "Wha? Hold on! What are you doing?! I'm on your team!"
Raichi simply smirked, "You just gotta score the most goals to survive, am I right? Screw the team! I'll win this by playing my way!"
Suddenly, his eyes widened as someone ran past him, stealing the ball.
"Don't you get it, Raichi? If you wanna play by Blue Lock's rules, then you'll have to face me. And you'll do it one-on-one, fair and square." Kunigami glanced back at the male.
"Kunigami...Guess great minds really do think alike!" Raichi smirked as a vein popped out the side of his face.
"What the heck are those guys doing?! We're on the same team!" Igarashi yelled as he and two other boys ran forward.
"Are they dolts?! Count me in!" Naruhaya exclaimed.
"W-Wait! Keep your positions!" Kuon shouted.
"Get fucking lost!" Raichi scowled, grabbing the orange-haired boy's arm.
"You get out of here!" Kunigami said, pulling his arm away.
"Fuck...Kunigami! Think you're so tough, huh...?!" Raichi's eye twitched.
"Sorry to interrupt~" One of the opponent's swooped in.
"I'll take that, thanks!" He grinned, taking the ball into his control.
Kunigami and Raichi both let out a gasp as they stared at the player who had taken the ball.
Then, one of the players took the ball from his teammate.
"C'mon, are you even paying attention?" They smirked.
"Ah?! Bastard!"
"I'll be the one to score!" Another yelled.
Isagi stared at the scene with wide eyes.
'Huh?! The rival team's also...?! Um, hello? What's going on?! Thanks to Blue Lock's Rule where the best scorer gets to qualify, all the strikers realized that they had to beat their own teammates. Are all of these guys only playing for themselves right now?!'
"This fight will have you all play football from scratch to work on your foundations."
'When Ego said we'd be playing football from scratch...Did he mean this crude football where it's every man for themselves?! This thing...isn't football! What should I do? How should I attack?! Should I just join in?! What do I do?!'
Y/n, who stood on the sidelines while boredly staring at the chaos on the field, slightly hummed and his lips quirked up as he spotted a player from the other team, wearing jersey #10.
The group that fought for the ball gasped as player #10 ran past them with the ball in his control.
The player ran forward and upon seeing Isagi, he said, "Get out of my face. I'll fucking end you."
Team X
BLLK Ranking 250
Barou Shouei
'I have to stop him!' Isagi thought, staring at the player's feet where the ball was.
'Come! The right...? Left...?! Is this it?! The left...!'
Suddenly, Barou kicked the ball right above Isagi's head and continued running forward.
'A heel kick?! Ah, shit! No, no! He broke through!'
"Sorry, Kuon! He's heading your way!" Isagi yelled.
"Ok, I've got it!" Kuon stood in a ready position.
However, just as Kuon got ready to steal the ball, it was kicked between his legs and Barou ran past him.
'He just nutmegged him...He broke through defense so easily...Can we even win against a guy like this?!' Isagi thought.
"Ah-!" Iemon gaped as Barou kicked the ball forward.
'A perfect shot?! I could even move-!' He thought, watching as the ball had already made contact with the net.
'Ahh...' Y/n stared at the field. 'Was I supposed to be defending??? I don't remember.'
"But these guys kinda suck...And I get that they want to be the best, but they're stupidity is causing a problem for the whole team." He muttered.
"Remember this, amateurs. Peasant trash like you are no better than the ball I kick. We're not here to be friends. You're only here to make me shine. After all, on this pitch, I am the one true king." Barou said as his team ran over to him, cheering.
"Nice one, Barou!"
"Hail King Barou!"
Igarashi ran over to the net and shouted, "Hey, Iemon, you're the goalkeeper! So why don't you do your job?!"
"Like I can do any better when it's my first time! Kawashima himself couldn't have saved that one, y'know!" Iemon argued.
"We're only down one point! We'll be okay if we stay focused!" Kuon stepped forward to calm them.
"That's right, guys! If we stop playing selfishly, stick to our positions, and actually pass, we can-" Isagi nodded.
"Huh? And won't you be the one scoring the goals if we did that, mister forward? Little shits like you should stick to defense! The best thing all of you can do is pass it to me like good boys!" Raichi scowled.
"Screw that! Pass it to me instead!" Igarashi exclaimed.
"Fucking what?!" Raichi snapped his head over.
"Nah, to me." Gagamaru said.
"To me, to me!" Naruhaya pointed to himself.
"Team Z, get back to the game."
They begrudgingly returned to their spots and stood, waiting for the chance to run forward.
'First...I need to calm down. The match's only just begun after all. What is the first selection testing us for? Well, that doesn't matter right now? It'll be really bad if Team Z loses here. If I could break through that guy, then there should be a chance!' Isagi thought, staring at Barou.
"Bachira! Let's just pass it between the two of us for now!" He kicked the ball to his right.
"Okay!" Bachira gave a thumbs-up.
But before the ball made it to him, Igarashi ran forward and took it.
"Wha-?! Igaguri?! Hey! Your spot...!" Isagi gasped.
"Are you dumb, Isagi?! Whoever scores the most goals gets to survive! I will never pass, even if it kills me! Protect me, Great Buddha!" Igarashi exclaimed as he ran forward.
"You bastard, get back here!" Isagi yelled.
"I know what Blue Lock's first selection is all about! It doesn't actually matter whether we win or lose! The only important thing here is my drive to score all the goals I can!" Igarashi grinned.
However, it quickly morphed to panic as one of the opponents slid and kicked the ball out of his control for his teammate to take.
"Man, you suck! I'll take this one!"
"Did he seriously just lose the ball...?!" Raichi scowled.
"Igaguri, you dumbass!" Naruhaya yelled.
"Don't go after him! Pull back, all of you! We need to defend!" Kuon said.
"Man...Igaguri, if you're gonna be an asshole, at least be a skilled asshole. Taking the ball when you can't do shit on your own..." Y/n spoke as he suddenly appeared behind the player with the ball.
"Huh?!" #11 gasped.
"Y/n...?!" Isagi gaped.
"I'll show you guys what it means to go against a pro." Y/n said, his eyes darkening as he stared at the nearing players.
One of the guys slid forward, aiming to knock Y/n off balance and send the ball flying off, but the h/c-haired boy quickly flicked the ball into the air and jumped.
When he landed, he made a quick turn, back now pressing against another player's chest.
"You smell." Y/n commented, causing the player to blush in embarrassment.
"YOU-!"
Y/n then ran off, leaving the players to run after him. And not only the players from the opposing team, but from his own team as well.
"Well now. Isn't this something? Look at this peasant trying to dethrone me." Barou said, running beside Y/n.
"My, are you that intimidated?" Y/n boredly said, causing an irked mark to appear on Barou's face.
Barou stuck his foot towards Y/n while also bringing his arm up to restrict his movements. However, Y/n ducked and sent the ball to his left foot.
"For a 'king', you sure are lacking in quite a bit of areas." Y/n said, shooting the ball forward.
Team X Team Z
1 1
Y/n cast Barou a look, and immediately did he notice the look of fury on his face. Shrugging, he made his way back to Team Z's side, ignoring their stares.
"Yocchan. This sucks, huh?" Y/n said, catching Isagi's attention.
"What sucks...?" Isagi questioned, dumbfounded.
"I mean, you and the other members of Team Z can't do anything, right?" Y/n cocked his head to the side with a smile.
"Huh?" Isagi blinked.
"C'mon, Yocchan. You guys were like animals. Like predators chasing after their prey. But there's only one, so you're fighting impulsively and doing whatever it is you can to take the ball." Y/n said, lifting his hands and making a few motions.
"I want to play with teammates who have their own abilities to score goals. I don't believe too much in pea-brained guys like Igaguri and Raichi, but people like you...I bet you can fix something up in that head of yours." He said with a grin.
"That's a bit harsh, isn't it...?" Isagi sweat dropped.
Y/n only snorted and playfully punched Isagi's shoulder before returning to his spot.
'With Y/n, we have a high chance of winning our matches. As much as I'm relieved about that...I came here to become the world's best striker. Not the teammate of the world's best striker.' Isagi thought with determination.
Restart!
Passing the ball to his left, Isagi let out a sigh as Y/n took it and ran forward with no one intervening.
"Are you an idiot or something? Running up all by yourself?! You're not gonna be as lucky as before! One of the opponents laughed as three of them ran at Y/n.
"Morons...I don't need luck against trash like you." Y/n said, sticking his tongue out.
"Hey! Pass it over here!" Raichi exclaimed as he followed Y/n from his left.
'No way.' Y/n thought as he deadpanned.
Y/n nutmegged two of the approaching opponents before doing a heel kick, successfully getting past the third one.
'I really hope things get interesting in the future. I wish I got placed in the same team as Sei and Reo...They're bound to be more interesting than these guys.' He thought with a pout.
Just like before, Barou took his appearance ahead of Y/n, eyes seemingly glowing as he stared intently at his approaching figure.
"That's one scary face you have. You won't get any girl to like you if you keep it up." Y/n commented.
"I don't need to worry about useless shit like that." Barou scowled, instantly lunging towards the boy.
Y/n simply turned his body to the left, and Barou planted his foot on the ground, pushing himself in the same direction. Y/n quickly reacted by swerving past him on the right.
"Stop hogging the ball!" Raichi exclaimed, running a few feet to the right of Y/n.
"Right! Showoff!" Igarashi imputed, a few feet away on Y/n's left.
"If my simple plays are too 'showy' for you, you may want to consider a change in your career goals." Y/n said.
Now being around 20 meters from the goal, Y/n hummed as Raichi and Igarashi closed in on him. They both lunged towards the ball, Raichi up and Igarashi down.
With his eyes sharpening, Y/n balanced the ball on his foot, a few inches off the ground, before kicking it between his teammates' bodies.
SWOOSH!
Team X Team Z
1 2
Igarashi and Raichi landed on top of one another, groaning and pushing at each other. Y/n snickered at them before kneeling.
"You failed, but it was a nice try!" He said, causing them to let out vulgar shout.
Y/n only laughed harder before standing and heading back to his spot.
"You're so cool, N/n! You can be a one-man team and still win, I bet." Bachira grinned.
"Well, it depends. Right now, in this case, I can." Y/n said, rubbing his chin.
"Hm?" Bachira blinked, seeing as the boy's lips began to tug down.
"But I don't really like it. I came to Blue Lock to find any motivation to continue football, but playing with these morons makes me want to leave even more. They're so boring. Barou's the only who managed to catch my interest." Y/n exhaled.
"Re...Really...?" Bachira muttered with an unreadable expression.
"Mhm." Y/n nodded, staring ahead at Barou who returned it with a deadly look.
Bachira stared at the boy's side-profile for a moment before leaving for his spot. He stood straight up while stretching his limbs, narrowing his eyes at the ground.
Restart!
Y/n once more ran ahead with the ball, his team lagging behind with a sort of depressed aura surrounding them.
"You ain't gonna get us this time! It doesn't matter if you're Japan's hope. We'll stop you here and show you that you're not all that good!" A player exclaimed.
"Japan's hope? Bleh! I ain't gonna be the hope for this country if it doesn't change things in the football world. That's why I'm here." Y/n said, dribbling past the defenders.
"Blue Lock is the only way I'll reach the soccer I want. Only then will I be the hero." He continued, eyes flickering a bit.
Coming face-to-face with Barou again, Y/n hummed, looking him up and down.
"You again, huh? Well, I gotta say I do like your determination." He commented.
Noting that two defenders approached him from the side, Y/n whispered to himself as he kept the ball under his foot.
When the two defenders were a few inches from him, Y/n turned his body to the side and kicked the ball up, making their eyes and Barou's eyes follow the ball.
Taking advantage of their distracted state, Y/n brought his leg up from the side and kicked the ball, watching as it missed Barou's head by a few centimeters and shot into the goal.
Team X Team Z
1 3
"You called yourself the King, huh?" Y/n said as he glanced over at Barou.
Barou turned to him, fists tightly clenched as he grit his teeth together. If looks could kill, Y/n would be flat on the floor by now.
"If anything, you're just the Pierrot." He stuck his tongue out, turning and returning to his position.
"Hey, dimwits. Get your heads in the game or I'll kick all of you asses." Y/n spoke up, staring at his team.
"Huh? Who made you king?" Naruhaya grumbled.
"Right. What a tyrant..." Igarashi muttered.
"You damn brat! I'll fucking show you!" Raichi claimed, glaring at the h/c-haired male.
So Y/n decided to take his spot on the field and refused to move. He was going to test the resolve of his teammates. Surely, they'd do just as they claimed, right?
About that...
Team X Team Z
3 3
Team X was now celebrating that they were able to tie the score, and Team Z stood in an awkward silence, kicking a bit at the grass as they avoided meeting one another's stare.
"You said you'd show me right? You certainly did. You showed me how incompetent you are." Y/n said to Raichi.
"Shut the hell up! I'll fucking kill you!" Raichi exclaimed.
"Aah...We haven't been able to do anything but run. Now, the game is tied." Bachira said, standing on Isagi's left.
"But, if it's just the two of us, and even N/n, I think- No, I know we could score a goal." He added.
"Bachira..." Isagi muttered in surprise.
"Since Y/n didn't do anything the last two plays, the other team is relaxed. This might be our only shot to try something without being marked. It may be desperate, but...wanna do it?" Bachira stared at Isagi with slightly wide eyes.
"Let's go!" Isagi nodded.
"I'll bait all the defenders I can then pass it straight to you where they'll be less focused and you'll pick it up, charge ahead, and shoot. Run for your life, Isagi. Get in front of the goal." Bachira said.
"Okay, Bachira!" Isagi nodded. "So, now we gotta tell Y/n..."
"Nah, it's fine." Bachira grinned. "I'm sure he'll see and understand what he's supposed to do."
"Right." Isagi blinked.
Restart!
Passing the ball to Bachira, Isagi ran forward as the defenders ran at Bachira.
"Isagi?" Kuon confusedly shouted at seeing his running figure.
'Yay, Yoccahn's run off instead of passing it to me!' Y/n internally cheered, running ahead.
'As long as Bachira can make a decent pass, Yocchan has the chance to make. Actually, even with a mediocre pass, Yocchan CAN make it.' Y/n thought, just a few feet behind Isagi.
"Here, Isagi." Bachira muttered, kicking the ball over to the boy.
'It's here! Perfect! Nice pass, Bachira!' Isagi thought.
"Yes!" Bachira grinned as Isagi caught the ball.
"Ah-" Y/n gawked, one of his eyes twitching.
'Why would he do that...? Catching the ball when...'
'Now it's a 1-on-1! I'll shoot!' Isagi thought, staring at the goalkeeper.
Suddenly, his eyes widened when...
"Number 11, you dare stand before me?" Barou appeared before Isagi.
"Only I am the true king. Bow down, you peasant." He said with an intense expression.
'Barou?! Why's he here?! Our plan was that predictable?! What can I do?! Retreat? If I'm up against him, I might mess up, right? What do I do?! At a time like this, a striker would...' Isagi thought as worth flooded his mind.
"Isagi! Behind you! I'll fucking shoot it!" Raichi yelled.
"Pass it here!" Kunigami called out.
'Raichi?! Kunigami?! A pass...?! No way...It has to be my goal, right? If I want to survive at Blue Lock, then I have to do what a striker would...' Isagi thought.
Just then, it's as if he was seeing the whole field. Barou ran at him, Raichi and Kunigami ran up from behind...
Lifting his leg, he kicked the ball to his right, his eyes not leaving Barou.
"Ah!" Raichi gaped as a vein protruded from his skin.
"Huh...?" Isagi gasped, glancing to look at the ball.
"Nice one, Isagi...!" Kunigami said as the ball landed in front of him.
"No way he'll score from that far away!" One of the opponents smirked.
However, Kunigami kicked the ball towards the goal and did in fact score.
Team X Team Z
3 4
"Yes! Let's go!" Kunigami exclaimed.
'I...passed it to him...' Isagi thought, seemingly dazed.
Suddenly, his shirt was yanked and he was face-to-face with Raichi.
"Are you fucking shitting me now, Isagi?! What the fuck was that for?! Why'd you go and pass to Kunigami, huh?! I was unmarked so you should've fucking passed it to me, idiot!" Raichi exclaimed, completely infuriated.
"Wait...! Hold on...First I was planning to shoot...But then, my body just moved..." Isagi stammered.
"Are you stupid or what?! You the kind of idiot who'd pass instead of taking the shot when you've got the chance?!" Raichi shook him.
"Hey, Raichi! Enough! We scored a goal, didn't we?!" Kuon intervened.
"Huh?! Another idiot?! What the fuck should I be happy for?! Someone else scored a goal! Didn't you hear the rules?! You should know by now that a team of bums like this is never going to win! So it's only obvious to be the best scorer if you wanna make it!" Raichi scowled before looking back at Isagi.
"But when you had the chance, you still passed it?! Why the fuck did you even come to Blue Lock, huh?! Huh?!"
"I dunno...It's like that pass was subconscious..." Isagi muttered.
"What?!" Raichi furrowed his brows.
"Hey. Number 11." Barou walked over. "A striker who chokes in front of the goal simply doesn't have what it takes to be one. You're utterly talentless."
"On the other hand...Number 7." He looked past them to see Y/n.
The mentioned boy blinked as he looked to see Barou approaching him.
"You're a worthy opponent. The next time we meet, we'll battle to see who's the real king. I promise I'll kill you the next time we meet." Barou declared, staring him down with a dark expression.
"Huh? You really think so? What, did me dethroning you not knock some sense into you?" Y/n said with a lazy grin.
"Shut the hell up!" Barou scowled.
Pip Pip Piiiip
End of Match
Team X Team Z
3 4
Fifth Stratum Game 1
Winner: Team Z
Raichi clicked his tongue and shoved Isagi, marching away as the boy fell onto the ground.
Sitting up, Isagi stared at the ground with a frustrated look.
'What was I doing...? In the end, I couldn't become the foundation my team needed so badly. Am I...a failure as a striker?'
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Blue Lock
Additional Time
~A Day in Blue Lock~
7:00
Wake Up
"Hey, Bachira. It's morning." Isagi yawned.
"Hey, pass...King Kazu..." Bachira muttered as his arms were raised and his hair fell back.
"Y/n. You gotta wake up too." Isagi sighed, shaking the boy gently.
"Snore...Leave me alone, Ken-chin..." Y/n muttered, wrapping himself even more with his blanket.
"Ken-chin...? Who is that?" Isagi deadpanned.
9:00
Warm Up Training
Y/n boredly stood beside Isagi who gaped as he stared at Kunigami. Now, what was said male doing? He was currently doing push-ups, not a really big deal. But! He was doing them with one hand, and not only that, but he did so much that Isagi lost count and sweat was trailing down his (Kunigami's) body.
'That's the master of the training room, Kunigami Rensuke!' Isagi thought.
"Weee..." Y/n muttered as he sat on Gagamaru's back, the latter also performing push-ups.
10:00
Team Training
"Gah! Leg cramp!" Igarashi exclaimed as he winced, holding his leg delicately while sitting on the floor.
"Don't be ridiculous. That's the fifth time today!"
"You're trying to skip!"
"No, it must be broken! A full-body muscle strain and compound fracture or something!" Igarashi insisted.
"Haha! Keep going!" Bachira cheered, watching as Y/n rolled around the field.
"Gah-! I got grass in my eye!" Y/n exclaimed, but despite that, he kept rolling.
"Stop rolling then! We gotta make sure you didn't actually hurt your eye too badly!" Kuon exclaimed as he ran after the rolling boy.
12:00
Lunch
"Don't eat with your damn fingers! So gross! Use your chopsticks!" Raichi angrily stared at Gagamaru.
"Okay." Gagamaru chewed on his food.
"Let's get those hands clean, shall we?" Kuon said, wiping Gagamaru's hands with a towel.
"Are you his mom?" Iemon sweat dropped.
"It's mommy Kuon!" Naruhaya laughed.
"And wake your ass up, Y/n!" Raichi yelled at Y/n.
"Can't eat anymore...Tired..." Y/n sluggishly said, his body swaying as he was sitting beside Bachira.
"Ahhh...You have some food on your face..." Isagi sweat dropped.
Splat
Snore
"Y/n!" Isagi gaped, watching as the boy slept despite having fallen face-flat on his plate.
"Y/n. Wake up. Let's clean your face now." Kuon sighed as he shook the boy gently.
22:00
Free Time
"What are you up to, Chigiri?" Isagi asked.
"Hair care." Chigiri replied, blow drying his hair.
"I see..." Isagi sweat dropped before averting his eyes to see the person beside Chigiri.
"What about you, Y/n?" He asked, slightly chuckling at the sight of the boy's hair being clipped up.
"Chigiri put a facial mask on me for skin care." Y/n replied.
24:00
Bed Time
Snooore
Sitting beside each other while watching Igarashi sleep were Y/n, Bachira, Isagi, and Raichi.
"Is he...supposed to be sleeping?" Isagi blinked as they weirdly stared at Igarashi.
His head and toes were the only things touching the ground and the rest was up. Quite a pose it was indeed...
"Crazy posture." Bachira commented.
"Wouldn't his head hurt from all the pressure?" Y/n blinked.
"I knew he didn't have a broken bone. Lying brat." Raichi glared at the sleeping boy.
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Rewritten/Edited: March 16, 2024