BLUE LOCK - a place where soccer is more than just a sport and a future of worldwide glory is within grasp. Desperate to prove her worth and break barriers, Keiko Iteya fights to hold her own in a rigorous competition against 299 young men in Japan...
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"Try to think like her. Think of something she likes!"
"It could literally be anything. There are only four numbers we need."
"She's 17 right? Try her birth year!"
"No, we only get four tries before it locks and then she will be mad."
"She's going to be mad either way when she wakes up. Stop messing with her stuff."
"She's going to wake up if you keep talking loudly, Kunigami."
There was a chime. "She got another text from that same person!"
My eyelids lightly fluttered as I gathered my senses. My mouth was dry but my body felt really warm. It was like I was covered by a weighted blanket... A really heavy weighted blanket. There was a soft push on my chest and the sound of light snoring next to my ear. When my eyes fully opened there was shaggy black and golden hair in my view along with Bachira's face. Was he what was draped on top of me?
"Bachira...." I said softly and tried to move. I was on my side on top of someone else but I was pinned in place by Bachira's dead weight. "Bachira-kun....." I grunted as I tried to shift.
"She's waking up!" I heard Igaguri's panicked voice.
"Shh..... I'll pass you the ball....." Bachira mumbled quietly into my ear and his arms tightened around me like I was some sort of pillow he could hug.
The person under me was beginning to stir. "What....." Isagi's voice sounded but it was the vibration of him speaking from where my left cheek was pressed on his chest that caused my eyes to widen and my face to turn pink.
"Bachira!" I squeaked out in a raspy voice. "Time to get up!" My eyes moved to the side to where Igaguri and Naruhaya were sitting in front of us, watching with amused faces. Kunigami and Chigiri were behind them, watching the scene with interest. "Bachira!"
"Iteya-chan...." Isagi's voice sounded and he gasped, probably just as embarrassed as I was that he and I were in a three person cuddle puddle weighed down by Bachria.
"Hmmm....." Bachira's eyes opened, that big yellow gaze right in front of mine. He smiled sleepily. "Good morning beautiful."
"Bachira-kun, please get off," I said in embarrassment. "You're pinning me on top of Isagi. I can't move!"
"But you're so warm!" Bachira protested with a small chuckle. "I don't mind and I'm sure Isagi doesn't either."
"Bachira!" Isagi and I said at the same time in clear distress.
Bachira laughed before releasing me and sitting up, finally allowing me to move off of Isagi. The three of us sat up and leaned against the wall in the positions that we originally fell asleep in. None of us dared looking at Igaguri and Naruhaya, who were laughing at us. That was until my phone chimed again. I perked up, staring at where Naruhaya was holding my phone.
