Julian Loki⁵

Julian: "I can take care of myself, Mon Amour."

He says it clearly, in a slightly lower tone, accompanied by a soft chuckle as he looks away. He twisted his ankle a little. Nothing serious. I mean, I'm sure everyone's twisted an ankle at some point. But of course, you'd be worried about your one and only, The Godspeed, messing up his ankle. I mean, he's supposed to be fast, right?

Blue Lock, a facility for the world's best strikers, and a bit more blah blah blah. Anyway. After training, Julian managed to twist his ankle. Yes, a prodigy injuring his ankle might sound a bit crazy, but come on. It happens. And in the end, he doesn't want to admit how much he enjoys having time alone with you, because now you're both in the infirmary, you looking at his ankle and then at him, your gaze shifting between the two of you.

He's supposed to be coaching the rest of PXG, being a coach and all that. But of course, you and your stubbornness aren't going to let him go until his ankle's a bit better and he's had some rest. I mean, he's been skipping lunch and losing sleep for these guys. So what better time for you two to relax a bit at Blue Lock?

Julian: "Come on, Mon Amour, if you're really so upset, how about we take a break together?"

He asked with one of his usual smiles, extending his arms toward you. "Let's just hope no one from PXG comes to ruin it. I mean, it's Blue Lock, who knows, maybe Charles and Shidou are spying from afar. I don't know, what do you think? "