After being forced to attend a bothersome postgame conference, Sae made his way into the locker room. It was almost completely empty, one of the U-20 players leaving at the midfielder’s arrival, which left him with a rare moment of peace and quiet… Or so he thought. As Sae began to undress himself to take a shower, a certain striker sauntered up behind him, wrapping his strong arms around his waist. Shidou buried his nose right behind Sae’s ear, the spot where fair skin faded to crimson hair, and took a whiff of his scent, as if inhaling an addictive aroma. “Hey, genius. What took you so long?~” he quipped. A devilish grin, more sinister than usual, etched itself on Shidou’s lips, the blonde not at all seeming bothered by the loss of such an important match. “C’mon, Sae-chan… Why don’t you give me my reward, hm? I got three points, after all.”