Bastard Munchen
Locker Room
"Hi." Y/n said as he stared at the camera with a hand raised as Isagi struggled to detangle his hair.
"Jeez..." Isagi grumbled.
'Why'd I accept his arm wrestling contest...?'
"Why do you keep talking to the camera?" Kurona asked Y/n.
"Just feel like it." Y/n shrugged, thanking Isagi who finally finished with his hair and tied it.
"Wonder if I could say enough vulgar terms to the point where Jinpachi has to cut the whole footage of this place." He grinned with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Yer really tryin' to get on his nerves, huh?" Hiori chuckled.
"Mhm!" Y/n grinned as he tightened the strings of his sweatpants.
He then flinched when Raichi slapped his bare back.
"You freaking asshole..." Y/n muttered with a frown.
"That's payback for kicking me last time and for trying to 'kill' me." Raichi scoffed.
Y/n only pouted and walked over to Isagi.
"Anyways, it's amazing that Isagi has a salary of 17 million and Y/n has 50 million." Neru said.
"Honestly, it's more than the money. I'm glad I got an offer. Since Barsark Dortmund has always been one of my favorite clubs..." Isagi spoke.
"Our efforts in Blue Lock directly reach the world. We're incredible. I'm reminded again that I'm in an awesome place." He continued.
"Yer right." Hiori nodded.
"It's our ultra chance." Gagamaru said.
"Only the best will thrive in this place." Y/n grinned.
"I'm gonna be one of them." Raichi declared.
"...but Rin and Y/n's values are higher than mine. In the end, the one who scores a goal is valued more. I also understand that I can't be a forward in Japan's U20 National Team regulars the way I am now." Isagi admitted.
"Right. I have to snatch a place in the regulars at once. There are only three more games for Germany. Regardless of positions, if you can't play a match, you're done." Gagamaru said.
"Yeah. We have totally different play styles and strong points. We have different ways to market ourselves to the position we aim." Kurona said.
"Tsk. You wanna make me aim for a position where I'm not a striker again...I refuse. I mean, these are our forwards for now." Raichi said as he tapped on a tablet.
"Aside from Kaiser who makes 300 million a year, including Isagi and Y/n, we just gotta crush the others in the front line, right?" He asked.
Y/n exhaled as he laid flat on the bench, feeling Isagi massage the muscles on his back. He sighed in relief when his back cracked.
"Thanks, Yocchan." Y/n muttered.
"No problem..." Isagi deadpanned.
'You really didn't give me a choice when you whined to me...'
"Shit. Ah, me too, just like Isagi, I wanna be in their favorites." Raichi sighed.
"...It's not like I asked for it." Isagi mumbled as he glanced over at the others.
"Yeah, Raichi-kun. It's an opportunity that came with Isagi's winning goal in the U20 match. This is it. No need ta' question it, right?" Hiori said.
"He's right, Raichi. I think it's great that Isagi made it." Gagamaru agreed.
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