Spin the bottle

It was already past nine in the evening. The main training sessions are over, now every girl has the right to decide for herself what to do next. Most people prefer to take a shower and take care of themselves. There are also those who continue their personal training, for example, one person from PxG loves yoga. Or one proud queen from Ubers, who, it seems, is even ready to give up rest for the sake of sports. But now we will be transported to the layer of England. "Bestie's, in fifteen minutes we are going to the Spanish stratum!" Chigiri ran into the room under the uncomprehending gaze of her neighbor. The one with purple hair was tidying up her nightstand, and the one whose head was framed by white hair like fallen snow was sleeping without even changing clothes. "Chigiri, what's the matter?" Reo looked at her friend, noticing that she seemed to be extremely excited about something. "Can you be a little quieter? Nagi is sleeping." "It doesn't matter," and it really was like that. Chigiri waved her hand, without changing the tone of her voice at all." We're having a "pajama party." "Come on, we need to unwind." Seishiro really woke up from a loud voice. She blinked two eyes separately, assessing what was happening around her, as well as how unpleasantly the tight-fitting jumpsuit stuck to her body: "Maybe I should have changed after all." "I hear you want to drag me to some kind of 'pajama party'?" — the girl didn't think much further. — Rejected. "Isagi will be there." "Do you think I'm only interested in her?" — contrary to the meaning of her words, she was already getting out of bed. "You're right. I'm still here just because I want to get around her on the football field," he took a towel and left the room. "I'm going to take a shower, tell everyone that I'll try to come. Reo thought that it was worth helping her friend, otherwise she would fall asleep right in the bath while she was taking off her sports top. Now Hyoma is alone in the room, waiting for those fifteen minutes.

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Everyone who wanted to finally gathered, it turned out about twenty people. Even the suspended Barou and Rin were dragged in. The first was convinced by the fact that she would be helped with cleaning, and the second - on the condition that Shidou would not climb to Itoshi until their next match. The girls sat in a circle with whom they were lucky. "Let's play spin the bottle?" A white-haired girl with a green streak pulled out a bottle from under a sports drink. "No one here is against a new experience, or maybe not even a new one?" She smiled, looking at faces expressing different emotions or expressing nothing. Rin and Shoei sat dissatisfied, because by agreement they cannot refuse. The faces of Nanase, who was brought here by Karasu, and Yukimiya are slightly confused, but since they are already here, why stop? "I'll start, I'm a pro at this," after watching the girls for a while, Otoya sat down in the middle of their big circle and swirled the bottle. The neck of the bottle slowly stopped, pointing in the direction of Karasu's friend and former teammate. They briefly looked into each other's eyes. "Well, why are you acting like we don't know each other?" Tabito sat with her arms slightly apart, inviting, ready. Eita crawled up to her, fortunately, literally one and a half meters between them and in the same position, kneeling and resting her hands on the floor, brought their faces closer. The tongues merged in a sweet kiss. Apparently Tabitha had eaten some fruit or berries for dinner. Maybe a banana with strawberries? The process itself was quite short-lived, because this is a regular game. They pulled away, and the taller one wiped her mouth from a drop of saliva. Karasu's thoughts were trivial, but the same cannot be said about Otoya. Something tickled under the T-shirt. She didn't expect this at all: "I've kissed a hundred times, but the boys don't know how to do it." "Do we need to kiss a hickey?" when the first "couple" stopped, Shuto voiced her question. In fact, there were many people who had such a question, and if it wasn't for her, someone else would have asked it. "Oh, oh. We didn't even think about it, it somehow turned out by itself," the killer, smiling pleasantly, and kunoichi, frozen, thinking, acted on a whim. The girls laughed, but not mockingly. The white-haired girl was sitting to the left of her current teammate, Bachira. After that, with the consent of the majority, they decided that everyone would kiss passionately, and the queue would go clockwise, so Bachira would be next. She spun the bottle, and it pointed in Yoichi's direction.

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Almost everyone has already "participated". Now Nagi was sitting in the middle. She made almost no effort to her hand, which is why the bottle literally described a semicircle, pointing at Yoichi. Displeasure twisted on her face, Seishiro is already the fourth person in the evening who will kiss her. She even somehow stopped being embarrassed by it, got used to it. — You attract the attention of the bottle, — Chigiri was sitting directly opposite, noticing every change on her face when the bottle stopped or the kiss stopped. Itoshi seemed to like Yoichi the most. She moved closer, kissed her, and returned to her seat. We continue. Otoya remembered the kiss with my friend so much that she wanted more. "I would like her to get me again," but she also came up with another idea to achieve what she wanted, but it's worth a little delay.

***

"You will have someone famous, perhaps an actor," the blonde ran a neat finger over Aiku's palm. Yes, she knows how to read hands. What's wrong with that? "Karasu, let's take care of you right now." The dark-haired girl smiled indulgently, extending her hand. She didn't really believe in any of this, but why not? Karasu didn't even notice how thin Eita's fingers were, and her skin was so pale. After all, she is a "kunoichi coming out of the shadows", so she is not tanned, although she often trains. "Well, you, baby, are closer, everything is somehow strange with you," Otoya stared especially intently at the palm. "This remark means that guys will offend you, that happiness is very close, you just don't see it. Fate screams at you: "Experiment." "Is that a hint?" the girl raised her left eyebrow so that it disappeared behind her thick bangs. Eita blinked, and then quickly replied: "No, no, I wasn't just figuring out what to say to you." They sat like this for a long time, discussing and playing games that are available to them within the walls of the Blue Lock. The hour hand approached twelve, and on the digital display of the Barcha gym appeared the tired face of the director, very respected, at least in Blue Lock, Ego Jimpachi. She told everyone to disperse, especially those whose rise is indicated at the beginning of the fifth or six in the morning. They were already tired anyway, so they didn't even resist getting up and heading for the exit. Tabito was about to leave like everyone else, but she was grabbed by the arm. They tactfully waited until everyone left, after which kunoichi stood on tiptoe to leave another kiss with the local crow in her memory. Otoya would have liked to extend it, but she finished as quickly as she started. "Good night," and quickly retreated to her room.