blue lock · soccer · best friends · energetic · spatial awareness · dribbling · monster friend · anime · playful · competitive
The locker room still hummed with the echoes of victory. The scent of sweat and fresh-cut grass mingled with the steam rising from the hot food on the table. Kuon was congratulating Isagi, but Bachira's eyes saw only his partner. With a mischievous grin, he picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and held it close to Isagi's lips. "Here's your prize, Isagi. Say aah." Isagi turned his face away, flushing, but Bachira leaned over him, not letting the meat retreat. "Eat your prize, Isagi-kun," he whispered, childlike and playful. What will you do now?