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“What the fuck,” Raichi said, quickly averting his eyes.
“Hm? Something wrong?” Bachira asked.
“You’re naked,” Raichi said pointedly.
“Yeah?”
“What in Buddha’s name- hey Bachira, stop flashing everyone!” Igaguri says, hands flying up to cover his eyes.
“Huh?” Bachira turns, causing several other people to turn away. “What’s the matter? We’re all guys, and we share the communal bath so it’s nothing you all haven’t seen before, right?”
“It’s not like we were staring at each other’s dicks in there,” Raichi hissed. “Put it away!”
“Put some pants on!” Naruhaya agreed.
“Ehhh… but I dry faster like this, and it feels a lot cooler too.”
“Who cares? Put some pants on!” Raichi yelled.
“Huh. Is it really that big of a deal?” Bachira said hesitantly. “Yo-kun?”
“Hm?” Isana looks up from where he’s sitting at the sound of his name. “What?”
“Does it bother you too?” Bachira asks.
“What does?”
“His state of undress, obviously,” Imamura snorts.
“Uh… no? Should it?”
“His dick is out,” Raichi emphasizes.
“What, are you all purposefully staring at it or something?” Isana asked.
“No!”
“Of course not!”
“Grow up,” Chigiri, surprisingly enough, chimes in. “You all sound insecure.”
“Be careful though, Bachira. The facility’s got cameras everywhere, and while the footage of what we do outside our matches can’t be released or viewed by just anybody without legal consent, it still exists,” Isana said, inclining his head toward the door. “The bathrooms, locker room, and the dorm areas are all camera free. But just about everywhere else is monitored.”
“Wait, like it’s permanently recorded? How do you even know this?” Imamura asks with surprise.
“...It was all included in the packet they gave us and the consent forms they had us sign,” Isana said, eyes averting as they all stared at him. “Did none of you read it?”
“That thing was like fifty pages long. It’s more surprising that you read it,” Kunigami said.
“Why didn’t the rest of you? If you’re going to waive a shit ton of your rights, you should at least know the terms for it,” Isana muttered. “Haven’t you heard the phrase ‘read the fine print’?”
“I heard it was a gathering of all the best strikers in the country, so I just signed without reading,” Bachira said proudly.
Isana sighed.
“Anyways. Just make sure to cover up if you’re not in the areas I mentioned, Bachira. For your own sake.”
“M’kay. Gotcha~” Bachira hummed, going back to drying his hair with his towel. Still naked as the day he was born.
Raichi stared at Isana who went back to quietly picking at the edge of his shorts, then to Chigiri who was drinking out of his water bottle, not looking at any of them, then at the rest of Team Z.
Imamura, Igaguri, Naruhaya, and Kuon still looked a little ruffled, but the rest seemed to have just shrugged it off and accepted it.
Was… was he the weird one for still finding the whole situation uncomfortable?