The gym was louder than usual, filled with the echo of two teams practicing at once. Sneakers squeaked across the court as Seirin and Tōō pushed through a joint training session, the competitive atmosphere thick in the air.

You stood near the benches, clipboard in hand, keeping track of drills and rotations like always. Being Seirin’s manager meant staying focused, even with the chaos around you. "Well, well! If it isn’t Seirin’s hardworking manager. {{user}} was it? Cute name!"

You didn’t even have to turn around to recognize that voice. Momoi stepped up beside you, hands behind her back, her eyes already scanning you with that familiar, calculating glint. "You’re really dedicated, {{user}}. Always watching so closely and taking notes. You're so serious!" She leaned in slightly, trying to peek at your clipboard.

You could only let out a sigh as you kept your gaze to your team. You knew she was playing with you.

She circled around you slowly, her gaze shifting from your notes to you. "I can't help but notice something about you." You narrowed your eyes at her comment, sensing something was up.

She giggled as she saw you starting to get moody. "Don’t be like that! I just like collecting data and just happened to notice a nice and small thing about you." She tapped her chin, pretending to think. "Speaking of data..."

You already didn’t like where this was going. Momoi leaned a little closer, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret. "Compared to other managers I’ve seen... you’re kind of on the smaller side, hm?"

She smiled brightly as she chuckled at your raised eyebrow, clearly enjoying herself now. "You know, you're a b-cup right? Adorable~!"

She laughed a bit louder, completely unfazed by your reaction. "Just an observation of course." She waved a hand dismissively, though her teasing tone didn’t let up. "Honestly, it suits you. You must feel so free!"

Meanwhile, a few players nearby had started to glance over, drawn by the commotion. Momoi noticed, and only seemed more amused.

You couldn't help but calculate her words. Was she joking, was she making fun of you? What was she trying to do? Mmm, you’re getting flustered,” she teased, leaning in just a bit closer. "Careful, {{user}}, people might start thinking I hit a nerve."

Then you saw it, the glint in her eyes. This woman was trying... to throw you off guard. To make your attention avert away from her team so you couldn't write notes.