It was now the third day at Blue Lock and Team Z was currently in the training room.
"C'mon, N/n! Let's test our flexibility!" Bachira grinned as he hugged the boy.
"Mmm...! Don't wanna!" Y/n whined.
"What do you want to do then?" Bachira asked.
"Eat and sleep." Y/n replied.
"Haha! It's not time for that yet. Let's train!" Bachira pulled the boy along to sit on the floor.
"Fiiiine." Y/n gave in. "What are we doing?"
"Let's do stretches first. Give me your hand." Bachira reached forward.
Once the two connected hands, Bachira pulled Y/n's upper body forwards, catching the latter by surprise from how quick he did it.
"Wow! You're so flexible!" Bachira grinned as he kept tugging on Y/n.
"That was too fast...I could feel my back crack." Y/n muttered.
Y/n then pulled Bachira's upper body forward and the other boy laughed.
While they were finishing up their stretches they heard shouts.
"Isagi! Igaguri! Your endurance is fucking garbage yet you hot-shits think you can be the best striker in the world?! Haha! How about when you lose to me, you stick it up your asses and go home to cry about it, you bums?!" Raichi Jingo (294) exclaimed.
"Hah..." Isagi panted.
"SHADAPP...!" Igarashi exclaimed before stumbling and barfing on the floor.
20 km/h pace:
Raichi- Running Time: 01:13:49
Isagi- Running Time: 00:42:12
Igarashi- Running Time: 00:37:20
"Are you okay, Isagi? Need a drink?" A boy offered a bottle while he patted Igarashi's back.
"I'd ignore that guy if I were you. Let's just give it what we've got." Kuon Wataru (293) said.
"Thanks." Isagi said, accepting the bottle.
'Well, there's some nice guys, but their honesty stings sometimes.' He thought.
"Alright. You ready?" Kuon asked Isagi as they crouched.
"Yeah." Isagi nodded.
"One..two...!"
Both boys jumped, Kuon reaching an obviously higher distance.
Jumping Test
Kuon: 68cm
Isagi: 61cm
"Huh? Isagi, are you feeling ill today?" Kuon asked.
Isagi only chuckled awkwardly in response.
'Even though I was giving it my all, my confidence sure is taking a hit.'
Ding Dong Dang Dong
"Oh." Isagi perked up at the sound.
"Time to eat!" Igarashi cheered.
"Let's go, Yocchan!" Y/n grinned as he linked arms with the fired boy.
"A nickname, huh?" Isagi muttered while he sweat dropped.
"Don't leave me behind, N/n." Bachira pouted as he clung to Y/n's unoccupied arm.
"I didn't leave you behind. I just wanted to get to Yocchan." Y/n huffed.
After washing up and changing into their nightwear, the boys made their way to the cafeteria and Y/n went over to grab a tray just like Isagi and Bachira did. After getting the usual dish served, that being rice and miso soup, Y/n raised his arm so his ranking tag could be scanned by a machine. Then, a hatch door opened and his side dish came out.
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~Egocentric~
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