Icarus’s room in Blue Lock was quite large. The two sat down on the sofa in the reception area.
“Recently, have you two been…?” Mikage Reo phrased it vaguely, but Icarus understood what he was thinking.
“Absolutely not,” Icarus said solemnly. “In order to keep his mind focused on training, I’ve been avoiding him lately.”
No wonder Nagi hasn’t been very happy recently.
Mikage Reo felt he understood the reason for Nagi Seishiro’s poor state lately. But understanding was one thing; how to solve it was quite another.
Mikage Reo couldn’t very well tell Icarus, “In order to make Nagi Seishiro happy, you’d better stop avoiding him.” Just thinking about it, Mikage Reo felt it was strange. It felt like voluntarily sending a sheep into a tiger’s den.
The two talked for a moment, and Mikage Reo took his leave first. Icarus stretched.
As for Nagi Seishiro, he had done all he could. Now it was time to go see Yukimiya Kenyu.
…
Mikage Reo returned to the dormitory, preoccupied. The dormitory was pitch black, and there seemed to be no one there. He flipped the light switch
And then he saw Nagi Seishiro, who was sitting cross-legged on his bed, staring straight at him.
“Hey, Reo, you went to look for him, didn’t you?”
Mikage Reo looked at Nagi Seishiro with a complex expression, saying nothing.
They were both very familiar with each other, so Nagi Seishiro could see the expression on Mikage Reo’s face at a glance.
“Ah, it seems you went,” Nagi Seishiro jumped nimbly off the bed and walked over to Mikage Reo.
“What did Reo talk to him about when you went? Discussing me?” Watching the increasingly complex expression on the purple-haired youth’s face, Nagi Seishiro said in a sudden realization, “I understand. So Reo, you also have this kind of thought.”
What does he mean by ‘this kind of thought’?
Mikage Reo looked at the white-haired youth talking to himself, and an absurd guess in his heart began to expand continuously.
Then he saw Nagi Seishiro’s lips move
“Choose me, that’s what Reo is thinking too, right?”
Mikage Reo’s pupils contracted sharply.
Although his reason for looking for Icarus was to discuss Nagi Seishiro’s recent situation… and rationally speaking, Blue Lock was a good opportunity to get in touch with the Cecil family, so from the perspective of maximizing his own interests, he should also have more private contact with Icarus.
But deep in his heart, where he didn’t dare to think, was there not a trace of selfishness?
It seemed to have started from the day he bumped into Icarus and Nagi Seishiro. Somehow, since that day, a black-haired, red-eyed youth had appeared in his dreams. The fangs at the corners of the youth’s lips were faintly visible; the lips stained moist by blood were becoming increasingly ruddy, and the slightly upturned corners of his lips were captivating.
“Reo…”
The youth in the dream called out to him in a hoarse voice, leaning toward him, approaching his neck. His warm breath brought shivers, with a numbing sensation that rushed straight to the top of his head.
Mikage Reo’s breathing quickened. Then he heard Nagi Seishiro say
“What is it? Reo is thinking the same thing too.”
“That’s perfect; I have a brilliant proposal.” Nagi Seishiro’s dull eyes gradually became deep; he looked straight at Mikage Reo’s slightly flushed face, leaned over slightly, and whispered softly into the latter’s ear.
“One person is not enough. Reo, join us.”
“What stupid things are you saying?” Mikage Reo roared in a low voice as if he couldn’t take it anymore, “Don’t you want to become the world’s number one striker?”
“That’s Reo’s idea, isn’t it?” Nagi Seishiro stood up straight, his hands in his pockets, “Of course, this is also his requirement. I will do it. I won’t lose to Isagi Yoichi a second time.”
“But it doesn’t conflict,” Nagi Seishiro said in a matter-of-fact tone, “There is nothing I want that I haven’t been able to obtain. Reo, you’re the same, right?”
“Everything I learn I pick up instantly. Things I want always get delivered before my eyes… so why is this time an exception?”
“But…” Mikage Reo gritted his teeth firmly.
“Ah, I get it now…” Nagi Seishiro said in a sudden realization, “Reo is hesitating now because you haven’t tried it yet that feeling.”
Mikage Reo’s heart skipped a beat heavily.
“That feeling of your whole body’s blood boiling, clamoring, wanting to offer yourself.”
Staring straight into Nagi Seishiro’s grey eyes, which seemed like they were caught in a whirlpool, Mikage Reo stood dazed, frozen in place.
“As long as you try it once, you will never be able to forget it.”