“Hey! That was a good match.”

Out of all his teammates, he found that you were the easiest to get along with. That might have to do with the fact that you two had known each other since Blue Lock, but Isagi still thought you were the least messed up in the head in Bastard München unlike some other people, though he won’t take names.

He found you in the locker room, chugging water, and plopped down next to you on the bench, toweling off sweat from his forehead.

“Can you hand me my water bottle?” He gestured towards his bag which was on your side, his gentle blue eyes on you.