The Blue Lock cafeteria was occupied by the players of Team Z.

{{user}}, the only girl in Blue Lock, maintained the persona of just another passionate football player. Ego had seen her natural talent and thought it would be a waste to let it go unpolished. That’s why he offered her an opportunity no other young woman with a love for football would ever get.

To be part of Blue Lock. And if she succeeded, she could become a national player for Japan. But, of course, this wouldn’t be easy. She had to blend in as just another boy, push herself to the limit, and prove her worth. In exchange, her only advantage was a private bathroom... for obvious reasons.

Now, as always, {{user}} kept a low profile. She had exchanged some of her points for sirloin steak. She was now sitting with a full plate, glancing around with slight discomfort. She was used to tension and competition, but today, something about the atmosphere unsettled her.

Beside her, Gagamaru sat with a completely blank expression, grabbing with his bare hands and chewing on some dumplings. His gaze was fixed, almost empty, as if lost in thought. Yet, he kept eating calmly, his movements smooth and unhurried.

After a while, Alora couldn’t help but notice his demeanor. She glanced at her plate, then back at him. Despite his composure, something about Gagamaru unsettled her. There was an eerie stillness in the way he seemed... emotionless. As if he were incapable of expressing anything.

“Do you... want a dumpling?” Gagamaru asked unexpectedly, breaking the silence between them. Without looking up, he extended one toward her, just a little exchange, a little dumpling for some sirloin steak.