Blue lock: The God of the field

Learning (155)

Anrie sat him down, her eyes a mix of concern and curiosity. Despite his reserved and often emotionless demeanor, she was always astute when it came to Nakada.

She gently lifted his foot and began to examine it, her touch surprisingly soothing. Nakada couldn't help but feel a bit weird,this is a new experience for him. On the other hand,learning with experience is a good thing.

An awkward silence hung in the air as she assessed his injury. Nakada was never one to be openly vulnerable, that just wasnt something that he wouldnt show to anyone.

After a moment, Anrie spoke in a soft, reassuring tone. "It doesn't look too bad, but you need to take care of it. I'll help you with some basic first aid."
"It not like i can tell the defenders to stop"Nakada said nonchalantly.

"This is not what i meant," She said a bit flustered just a bit.
She looked quite adorable and her reaction seem nice...'Huh so that how my sister feel after teasing me..this feel nice' Aaron though to himself.

"I am teasing ya"Nakada said after a bit.
She smiled a bit at at his response really trying her hardest to see her blush.
Nakada might not be the most emotionally expressive person, but he did have a way of showing appreciation through his actions. Anrie went about treating his foot, her fingers deft and gentle as she worked.

As she wrapped the bandage around his injured foot, she gave him a reassuring look. "There, all done. But seriously, Nakada, you need to take care of yourself. Your career's just taking off, and we can't have you sidelined."

"I have a worldcup to win,i aint staying injured"Nakada said smilling a bit,seing Nakada smilling for what was probably the first time since she met him,it look quite heartwarming.
"I have never asked you before but what are your obbies"Nakada asked curiously.

"huh"She said a bit confused as she couldnt really see him asking that question.
"What are your obbies"Nakada said saying his question for the second time.

"..oh..hum I like watching soccer,it very entertaining"Anrie said with a bit of suprise still present in her voice.
'Should have figure that out' Nakada though to himself.
Nakada realized he probably should have guessed that considering Anrie was basically helping managing this whole thing along with having to watch all the matched and input some data...

"Soccer, huh? Who's your favorite player?"
Anrie seemed to perk up a bit at this question. "I really admire Henry. His skill and work ethic are incredible."
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"Oh..I though it was because his name kind of reassemble yours."Nakada said looking at Anrie.
Anrie laughed. "Well, that's a funny coincidence, but it's not the main reason, I promise. Henry was just an amazing player in his prime."

Nakada smirked. "Sure, I believe you. It's just a nice bonus, right?"
Anrie grinned back. "Maybe." Their playful banter lightened the mood as Anrie continued to tend to Nakada's foot.
As Anrie wrapped up the minor first-aid treatment, she looked up at Nakada. "There you go. You should be good to go for your next match."

Nakada nodded in appreciation. "Thanks, Anrie."
"You welcome"Anrie said feeling a bit proud,but her mind suddenly went blank and her face turn red as she felt something soft press agaisnt her cheek.

Nakada then walked out the room saying "Have a nice day"
Anrie's face turned an even deeper shade of red as Nakada walked out. She touched her cheek, feeling the lingering warmth of the soft contact. Her heart was pounding, and her thoughts raced.

Anrie stood in the room, still as a statue, her face a deep crimson that seemed like it might never fade. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, and she wasn't sure how to process what had just happened. Her heart raced, and she could hardly believe the unexpected encounter.

Nakada's footsteps were heavy as he made his way back to his room. He was aware that his father's approach to life and relationships wasn't the path he wanted to follow. Lavinho, his dad, was known for his brashness and carefree attitude. While Nakada admired his father's skill in soccer, he didn't want to replicate his personal life.

He saw the effects of it first hand,even as a kid,the expression his mom would make as his dad went out for another night,5 time out of 10,Lavinho would end up doing a bit more than just drinking.

These experiences had left a deep impact on Nakada. As Nakada though of those, some weird pattern appeared on his mind as what seemed to be something called understanding entered his mind.

He was learning and if he continue like this he might get thi dating thing under wrap....