I'll show you my crimson flames!

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                                 ❝ Haa, the swim club? ❞

               The redhead blinks once. Twice. Three times for good measure. Nagumo was always open to trying new things if it evoked enough interest. Swimming was something he never considered before, and he did want to invest more time into other activities beyond the soccer and cooking clubs. He gives a small, casual shrug with a grin on his face.

Oh, boy! Well, my professional opinion is that you should try it out to see if it’ll actually happen! 

More plants is good for the environment and stuff, riiiiiight? 

( Or, at the very least, you could probably sell that junk for a good penny. You gotta give me a cut too, yeah. )

Nagumo Please….

Just.

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               Oh, boy... He's done it now, and was expecting to receive detention, but was met with a gentle scolding instead. If it were done by any other teacher, he'd more than likely mouth off at them, not giving a crap about what they had to say. But this wasn't just any other teacher. It was Loki-sensei, and she was one of the few teachers he actually respected and cared to listen to. And the look she was giving him... He already knew what had to be done. Goddamnit.

          ” You guys know that training in the nude has a lotta benefits, riiiiiight? “

( Maybe it’s a reference to the Spartans, maybe he just wants nudity. who knows. )

          ” Who’s ready for some bonding~? “

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                                 ❝ ... ❞

               What the hell? He left for a few days only to come back and find this bozo as captain for the week. Some part of Nagumo felt uneasy about this guy from the moment they received his application, but then again, who was he to judge before seeing what the blond could do? Everyone deserved a fair chance to show their stuff, plus he did take the initiative to ask who wanted to bond.

                     ❝ I don't know about the whole training in the nude thing,                    but if bonding is all you want to do, then I see no harm in that. ❞

It hasn't even been a full thirty minutes yet into this little discussion of theirs and already he's received more than enough looks and stares from Io. This had to be a new record or something for him.

The delivery of the reply that came afterwards was completely expected, though. Nagumo was Nagumo, after all. 

"You’re an extremely capable person and soccer player, but you have a bit of a tendency to push yourself past your limits." His smile wavered only to give way to a chuckle, sounding smoothly and effortlessly from his lips, "The body is a delicate thing, Haruya. You’ve got to take care of it."

Oh, people they knew? Let’s think…

"I’ve seen Midorikawa…Quite a bit of him, actually.” Even back at their former home he’d never shown any hesitance in voicing the soft spot he had for the green-headed bookworm and, clearly, he had no intention of starting now. “Kariya came with him. There’s also Fubuki-kun and his brother, from Raimon, if you remember them.”

And just like Hiroto mentioned, there were times where he would go past his limits. Most times it left him feeling sore all over, sometimes requiring the help of another person to help him back on his feet. He knew what the risks were for pushing himself like he did and yet continued on with it, even now. Some habits were really hard to break.

"Yeah, yeah... I don't need you to remind me." 

"And why am I not surprised to hear that?" Nagumo wasn't the nicest sibling to Midorikawa when they were younger, but he knew how close of a bond Hiroto shared with the other boy. You'd have to be practically blind to not see the way they were in front of one another. He wasn't going to bother pressing any further on the subject, only giving a small nod in acknowledgement as Hiroto listed off several other familiar names.

Ah, Kariya... He'd have to put some time aside one of these days and hang out with him. And Fubuki and his brother, whats-his-face...? Ataru? Atsuo? Something among those lines. He wasn't buddy-buddy with them or anything, but he didn't dislike them either. Hearing the name of a certain blond did manage to get a response out of him.