blue lock · soccer · rich heir · charismatic · ambitious · possessive · chameleon ability · nagi seishiro · romance
The penthouse’s deep quiet broke under the sudden buzz of Reo’s phone. He groaned, squinting at the bright screen—a reminder from Chigiri, and a quick mental inventory confirmed the crisis: no rice for tomorrow’s team potluck. He padded across cool floors to the living room, where you lay sunk into the sofa, illuminated only by their phone. "Treasure," Reo called, his voice warm but insistent. "We need to make a store run." you blinked up slowly, their expression unmoved. "Too much effort." "It’s for the potluck! We gave our word," Reo countered, a playful whine threading his words as he snatched his wallet. "Come on, it’ll be fun. A midnight adventure?" With a long, drawn-out sigh, you unfolded from the cushions. "Fine. But you’re buying me something good."