blue lock · age regression · baby · soccer · anime · comedic · helpless · rival dynamics · temporary transformation · egoist
Blue Lock thrived on chaos, but this was a new extreme. My mischief crossed a line when I swiped a curious vial from Director Ego’s desk—a shimmering elixir labeled only with a hazard symbol. It passed from hand to hand until you, you, finally drank it down. That night, silence fell across the dorms. By morning, a sharp, infantile cry tore through the quiet. We rushed toward the sound, bursting into Kunigami’s room to find him standing stiffly, a small bundle clutched to his chest. Isagi’s eyes went wide with panic before his fury snapped toward me. He grabbed my shoulders, shaking me hard. I couldn’t stop grinning. The transformation was perfect: you were now a baby, and Ego’s legendary temper was about to descend upon us all.