The Kokeshi Of Russia {Blue Lock x Reader}

{CHAPTER 2: Ugh. Boys}

Third POV

After explaining everything to Anri, about how he has a wife and daughter, Ego dismissed her to her thoughts as he pulled out his phone. Opening it and going to his contacts, he scrolled down to y/n's contact, before scrolling right back up to her mother's instead.

 'She's probably still practicing' he thought, a sinister smirk appearing on his face. Y/n had never liked soccer, he had to accept that fact very early on in her childhood. But she loved dance with her entire soul. 

The way he was with soccer, she was with dance. The sinister smirk that graced his already kinda terrifying face was that of a proud father. He sighed, clicking on Ananya's contact and holding the phone up to his ear as he started going through footage of the players, boredly. 

After a few rings his wife picked up mumbling something to one of her colleagues before addressing him. "Hello dear. Do you need something?" Ego's entire body relaxed at the sound of his wife's voice. He never understood it but came to accept it. 

"Hi. Actually, yes. Our daughter." Ananya tilted her head, her gaze moving to y/n who was, in fact, still practicing even though the classes for the day were done. She chuckled, responding "And why would that be?" 

Ego looked back to the screens, thinking of everything that was unfolding. He was quiet for a while causing Ananya to give a questioning noise, breaking him out of his thoughts. "I need her to teach." 

His face was stern, clearly unhappy about the idea (protective dad alert, though he would never admit that). Ananya paused, running his words back through her mind a few times. Now it was Ego's turn to question the silence. 

Ananya sighed, peeling her eyes from their daughter and asking quietly "The players? Why?" Ego began explaining, the threats to shut the program down, the game that would determine their fate, and the players, plainly put, mediocrity. 

Ananya pinched the bridge of her nose before nodding to herself and responding "Alright. I'll let her know. When do you need her out there?" Ananya was worried about the flight from Russia to Japan. 

It wasn't that the family was strapped for cash or anything, in fact, they were kind of rich. But she just didn't like the stress of booking them and her daughter was going alone. Ego understood his wife's unspoken concerns and softly added "Don't worry, I'll handle booking the flight. And I'll send out my assistant to escort her once she lands. She'll be fine Ananya. I promise."

 Ananya sighed, looking back up at y/n, who had finished her extra practice and was taking her shoes off getting ready to pack up and leave with her mother. "Alright. But if she gets pissed, I'm blaming it all on you ya know." Ego chuckled "That's fine. Whatever gets her out here."

 They talked a bit longer before hanging up so Ego could book the flight. Ananya sighed, leaning against the wall. Y/n walked up. "Yo, mom. You good?" She nodded, standing and gesturing for her daughter to follow. Y/n did and the two went home, y/n immediately running up to the shower. 

Ananya laughed at her daughter's enthusiasm and went to the kitchen instead, deciding to make a nice dinner to break the news over. After a while, y/n was clean and downstairs, donning an oversized f/c hoodie and some s/f/c shorts. 

Her mother turned, placing the food on the table as she sat, y/n following suit. They ate in silence for a bit before Ananya cleared her throat. "So, your father called." "Really? What'd he say?" 

Ananya rubbed her face, gathering the courage to tell her. "Well......he needs you out with him." Y/n choked on her drink, leaning on the table as she tried to breathe. "I'm sorry what?! Why?!" "He needs you to teach." 

Y/n scoffed 'Me? Teach? Why would I teach something when I can do it' she thought. "Why?" Ananya explained everything, leaving y/n in silent contemplation. "So. Dad wants me to teach his ego freaks to up their chances at winning a stupid game?"

 She couldn't believe it. The number one rule of dance was 'no ego at the bar' which is the entire opposite of what her father was trying to do.

 She shook her head, trying to wrap it around the situation and failing. Ananya watched her daughter. She figured this was about how she would react. Y/n didn't like soccer in the slightest, and now her father wants her to teach the very people she despises?

 She felt bad for y/n but understood Ego's goal. Reaching across the table, Ananya gave y/n a soft, reassuring smile. Y/n eventually agreed (against her will) and went up to pack, her face falling back to its normal blank slate.

timeskip

The next day, y/n sat in an airplane, watching f/m. No matter how many times she watched it, the plot twist always got her, though she would never actually show that. As the plane began to land she grimaced. 

This whole situation was killing her, but she had to deal with it. She was in first class (because obvi) so she was one of the first off. Looking down at her phone, she saw that Ego had sent her a picture of Anri to help y/n find her.

 After a bit do searching she finally did and they introduced themselves. Anri stuck her hand out "It's wonderful to meet you, Ego has told me so much. I'm Anri." Y/n eyed her boredly, shaking her hand quickly before pulling away. "Yeah. Nice to meet you too, I guess. Also, since we're gonna technically be living together. You're gonna have to get over the whole lying thing. Dad don't talk about me to just anyone. And if he did tell you anything, it was explaining that I exist, since you didn't know."

 Anri's eyes widened. It was like talking to a mini female version of Ego! She internally sighed exasperatedly. This was gonna be a very, very long visit. She escorted y/n to the car in silence, awkward for her, but calming for y/n. 

This silence continued all the way to the building up until they reached Ego's door. "Prepare yourself. It's....not great in there." Y/n scoffed "He's my dad, lady. I know how he is." And with that, y/n pushed the door open, her hands in her pockets, as she stared down the back of her father's head. 

"Hello kiddo" he called, causing y/n to roll her eyes. "Don't 'kiddo' me dad. The hell were you thinking?!" Ego turned in his chair, staring back at his mini-me. "I was thinking that they need this."

 Y/n huffed as Ego stood, walking towards her. Once he was in front of her he grabbed her, pulling her into a tight hug. Y/n let herself relax, wrapping her arms around him as well. Anri watched, fangirling in her head before Ego cleared his throat and pulled away. 

"Anyway. I need to introduce you to them so. Anri? Please take her to the studio." Anri nodded, guiding y/n, and leaving soon after the two arrived. 

Y/n looked around, impressed. Just then, she heard the familiar 'hiss' sound of the doors in this place opening. Turning around she saw a while gaggle of boys stroll in. Each talking over the other about who knows what. She wasn't really listening. Annoyed, she mumbled out.

 "Ugh. Boys."