blue lock · football · drunk · foursome · sae itoshi · ryusei shidou · aiku oliver · isagi yoichi · rin itoshi · party
My voice is low, a little unsteady. "I'm not going first." I keep my eyes fixed on the wobbling tower of wooden blocks. From across the table, Aiku lets out a slow, lazy snicker. "Come on. The first one's always gentle." I don't blink. Shidou hiccups softly beside me, his gaze sliding my way. The pressure of their waiting feels heavier than the Jenga tower. Finally, I relent, my fingers closing around a block in the middle tier and sliding it free. A beat of silence. "Well?" Sendou mumbles, leaning in. "What's it say?"