Cold Cold Cold | Blue Lock

Chapter 8

"We lost..." Nanaka couldn't help but murmur in distraught as the moment the ball fell on their side of the net replayed in her mind. While this wasn't an official match, it still held its own form of importance given the stakes she had bet in this.

"We lost." Mikayala heaved out a sigh as she repeated the statement with a dull tone. While she hated losing, this match wasn't all that important for her to waste energy on. Moreover, she had different things to be angry about as she watched Shi cling onto [Name] like a goddamn koala.

The other two girls didn't have much thoughts about losing considering how it was [Name] they were against. However, they still had their regrets as the rookie mistakes they made in front of their captain plagued their minds.

Over to the winning team...

"Get off of me!" [Name] grumbled as she tried to pull away from the metal grip Shi had on her neck. The other girl was persistent in clinging onto her though as she merely stuck a tongue out and laughed like a maniac. The setter's eyes couldn't help but twitch at the sound as she got even more annoyed.

From the side, Cho and Akane couldn't help but laugh a bit at the humorous display the two girls were putting on. It seems like they found the struggling annoyed look on [Name]'s face quite amusing considering how she's only ever expressed indifference and aloofness.

[Name]'s head immediately snapped over two as she gave them a pointed stare. "Since you're not doing anything important, get over here and get this girl off me!" She yelled, causing the two snickering ladies to straighten up.

"Yes, Ma'am!" They immediately rushed over to where [Name] and Shi were and attempted to pull the latter off of the former's back. As strong as the spiker's hold was, two against one was still an uneven match as they eventually got her to let go.

The trio seemed to stumble back from the force before eventually crashing down onto one another, leaving [Name] as the only one left standing. A small huff left her lips before she stomped away with a flick of her hair.

"Leaving so soon?" Mikayla called out with a raised eyebrow as she approached [Name] who was headed for her items on the side. With her arms crossed against her chest, Mikayla gave the other an expectant look.

[Name] barely glanced at the blonde before nodding as she prioritized grabbing her phone to check the time. Her figure seemed to lose a bit of its tenseness once she saw that it was still pretty early.

While it sort of slipped her mind due to the heat of the match, she eventually remembered that she promised Hiori to join a few of the soccer guys to get some popsicles after their respective club activities ended.

She hasn't had popsicles in ages, let alone one from Japan. Something nostalgic seemed to bubble within her as she recalled a childhood memory of walking along a familiar shop, hand in hand with the two people she held dear as a child.

Snapping out of her thoughts, she slung both her bag and her jacket over her shoulders in one quick movement. She was about to make her way out until a yell called out to her.

"Wait!" Nanaka yelled as she grabbed [Name]'s wrist before she could take another step forward. The international player seemed to click her tongue at the interruption as she took a look behind her with an unamused expression.

"What?" She spat, her patience starting to thin the longer she stayed here.

"I lost to you." She admitted the fact with a bitter acceptance. She was given such a huge handicap and still lost. Nothing else was to blame for her loss besides her lack of skills.

"I know, what about it?" She hardened her stare as she willed the other girl to just get on with her point and hurry up already.

Nanaka, on the other hand, couldn't help but frown at the statement. "What do you mean? I lost the match! I'll take whatever repercussion for my actions, just please leave Cho and Akane alone, they did nothing wrong!" She gave a low bow, her voice growing louder with each passing word.