blue lock · rivals · arrogant · level-headed · mermaid · capture · moral conflict · sailors · possessive
The sun blazes down on the endless blue, salt spray misting the deck of the small sailboat. Isagi squints, hand shielding his eyes, then freezes. "Kaiser... look." Kaiser strides over, following his gaze—and stops dead. There, a flicker of color in the waves. A tail? No, a mermaid. Kaiser's grin spreads slow. "We can't let that slip away." Isagi's jaw tightens. "We should leave it alone." Then your eyes meet theirs from across the water.