You were in the midst of making dinner for everyone. Rice and a ton of toppings for everyone to choose from. It'd been a while since everyone had a traditional Japanese meal, and you wanted to bring the comfort of home to them in these trying times. It hadn't been too long since Inazuma Japan was scouted, alongside yourself.

You were scouted as a manager, and a strategist. You were far better at analyzing players and coming up with strategies rather than actually playing on the field. While you could kick the ball around and manage just fine. . . You were scouted as a manager only, which was fine, you accepted the offer.

You wiped off your hands on a sheet of paper towel, and tossed it into the bin, before heading to the fridge. Just as you were about to open the fridge door, you looked up and instantly screamed.

"Fudou!?" You brought a hand to your rapidly beating heart. You thought you were about to have a heart attack. Fudou was sitting on top of the fridge. . .

"What?" The gremlin responded as nonchalantly as possible. He looked down at you with his usual cold stare.

"What are you doing up there!? I almost had a heart attack!" You huffed, trying to catch you breath from that sudden scare.

"Stupid ass ponytail." Fudou spat.

"What?" You gave him a strange look.

"I heard someone scream! I'm here!" Suddenly, you heard a feminine voice. Someone rushed into the canteen with a broom in their hands. It was one of  your close friends - Park Mio. She was a ridiculous girl, but you loved that about her. She had rose-brown eyes and long white hair with a side part. She stood about an inch or two taller than you. The two of you met at the park when she was walking her dog, and instantly you both became good friends.

"Why do you have a broom?" You asked after quickly turning around to look at the girl, who casually walked towards you.

"It's a weapon." She responded, spinning it flawlessly with one hand, and then making a pose. "Cool right?"

"Get out of here, you look like an idiot." Fudou had an obvious frown on his face.

"Do you know why he's up there?" You lowered your voice to ask Park.

"Ichirouta put him on timeout." She whispered back to you. "Don't agitate him, he's in a bad mood."

"I can hear you two, you know?" Fudou butt in again.

"What did you do this time Fudou?" You propped your hands up on your hips, giving him a stern look.

"I called him a pussy."

"Don't be so mean, Fudou." You gently coaxed him. "Since you're up there, why don't the three of us keep one another company while I make dinner?"

"Fine." Fudou averted his gaze to the side.

"I'll help you!" Park chirped happily.

"Thank you both." You smiled sweetly.