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Reo Mikage has quite an embarrassing dilemma. For the past few weeks, he has been subjected to a horrible recurring nightmare where he is sitting in a secluded lake, fishing rod in hand, and he is patiently waiting for a large fish. Once he feels the shift in weight, he begins to reel the fish in with quick actions, and a fish pops out of the water. Reo always felt triumphant until he looks at the fish, and to his horror, it's a sunfish. The sunfish grotesquely grows arms and legs, and kicks Reo in the chin, pushing him onto the floor of the boat. It then jumps up and tackles Reo, and he cannot break free no matter what he does. To add insult to injury, all the fish in the lake emerge and watch the battle from the surface of the water with clear interest. After a certain amount of time, a pair of hands grip onto Reo, and drag him down the boat, and into the 9th layer of hell. Reo would shriek as he looked behind him and see a blond haired guy with a blue gradient give him a devilish smile. He’s been having these for weeks, and he doesn’t have an idea why. He hasn’t fished in ages, and he never caught anything, so why is he having these irrational nightmares? He decided to consult one of his greatest friends during lunch-time, hoping he could at least give his honest opinion.
”Fishing. You’ve been having fishing nightmares?” Chigiri asked, rubbing his forehead in annoyance. “Reo, I don’t even know what to say.”
”I know, me neither, and the sunfish keeps attacking, it’s so weird!” Reo clearly didn't get the message as he continued his strange dreams. “And then some random blond haired guy drags me to hell!”
”Reo, what do you want me to say?” Chigiri sighed. “I have nothing to give you. It’s probably just random.” Reo sat up straight in his chair, and leaned closer to Chigiri.
”Just give me your honest opinion, what is this dream?” Reo asked. “If it keeps happening, it’s got to have some kind of meaning, right?”
”I’m just as confused as you. I’m not a psychologist,” Chigiri shrugged, tossing his hair behind him. “Maybe Nagi has more encouraging words.”
“He didn’t know what to do,” Reo groaned. “What the hell do I do?”
”I don’t know, it’s your nightmare,” Chigiri glanced at Reo. “Maybe just look up some psychology videos, they can probably give you advice.” Reo’s eyes lit up in excitement. He shot up from his chair, and gave Chigiri a cheerful smile.
”You’re right, Chigiri! I’ll get my bonus, and start my search!” Reo ran out of the cafeteria, and was determined to figure out his dream. Well…he attempted to, because Blue Lock was mysteriously set on fire, which led to the Blue Lock players evacuating and having a last-minute break before further notice. During this period of time, Nagi decided to stir up conflict with Reo by live-streaming, even with Reo’s persistent warnings. Reo had completely put aside his nightmares for the benefit of Nagi’s safety. After Nagi agreeing to stop the livestreams, the nightmares have become his main focus once again. Late one night, while Nagi was sound asleep, Reo had decided to use this time and research his odd dreams and their odd meaning. Reo sat at the kitchen counter, a laptop in front, and he contemplated on how he wanted to go about this. He decided to do a quick Google search, and would go from there. In the search bar, Reo began to carefully type “what does it mean when a sunfish attacks you and someone drags you to hell?”, and surprisingly, a video was at the top of the search. The video was labeled, “The Meaning of Dreams”, with a tan brown haired man with a pink gradient near the bottom, tucked into bed, a big smile on his face, and a large drawn thought bubble. Inside the bubble was a familiar man with blonde and blue hair with a disgustingly smug smile with random keywords circled in red. Reo quietly contemplated on whether he should click on this ridiculous video, and came to the conclusion that research always starts somewhere and reluctantly clicked on the video. The same blond haired man was sitting in an arm chair in front of a blazing fireplace. A bearskin rug was visible in the background, basking in the light of the fire, and Reo could make out a plastic talking fish on display. Reo felt a weird sense of deja vu, as he examined the backdrop, and the man. I feel like I’ve seen him before, Reo thought. The blond man cleared his throat and began to speak.
“Hey, It’s Kaiser. I’m back with my psychology hacks. Use the timestamps in the description to skip to certain parts,” He said, averting his gaze from the camera, and seemingly offscreen. “Uhh…” Reo rolled his eyes before clicking out of the video and into the description. He doubted this video provided any guidance, but he realized the video did provide some sort of explanation, because in the one hour mark, Kaiser discusses “fish attacking you”, and “the meaning of being dragged to hell”.
“It’s such a perfect coincidence,” Reo chuckled and dragged the red progress button and stopped at the one hour mark. It cut to the tan individual standing next to Kaiser, a big smile on his face. He donned a bright blue fish costume, and Kaiser looked him up and down.
“When you fight with fish in your dreams,” He began. “It means you feel so useless that you lose a fight with a fish.” Reo rubbed his forehead, as he could already see where this video was going. “If you fight a sunfish, that means you’re incredibly weak. Who the fuck fights a sunfish?” Reo paused the video and didn’t know if he should go back to bed or keep watching this ridiculous video. Making fun of people’s odd dreams is really rude. No wonder why he only has 69,000 followers! Reo blinked in surprise, and looked down at the subscriber count. As much as he would like to think he was just being sleep deprived, the subscriber count stayed large and constant.
“How do people enjoy watching this?” Reo complained. He glanced at the comments, maybe people just subscribed to make fun of him. In Reo’s disbelief, all the comments were all thankful for the psychology hacks, and commenting about Kaiser’s appearance. “Oh, they just like him because he’s hot.” Reo rolled his eyes. “I’ll just see what he says about going to hell, then I’ll actually find a credible source.” He pressed down on his touchpad and dragged the progress button over to the one hour mark. Nothing had really changed, but the tan man was writhing around on the ground, and cgi flames were overlaid with horrible green screen clipping. “Oh my god, it’s horrible.” Reo whispered to himself.
“You might dream of going to hell because you’re religious or you’re just gay,” Kaiser preached, as his companion kept flopping on the floor. Reo turned off his laptop and sat in silence.
“I really just wasted my time,” Reo whispered. “I think I’ll just go to bed…” Reo grabbed his laptop and left the kitchen. He crept back into the bedroom, and placed the laptop on top of the nightstand. Reo glanced at Nagi, who was softly snoring, his arms and legs spread in every direction. Reo walked over to the opposite side of the bed and slipped under the covers. He gently held Nagi in his arms and began to whisper. “Nagi, you won’t believe what I just saw. This guy named Kaiser has like…psychology hacks, but they are horrible. I think he’s also homophobic, but I don’t know.” Nagi shifted under Reo’s weight and mumbled.
“Reo…just go to bed…” Nagi rambled. “I found a fishing rod earlier a week ago. Do you think your dreams are because of that?”
“Oh. I still have that? Well, maybe,” Reo gently petted Nagi’s head. “How’d you even find that?”
“I was looking for something,” Nagi yawned. “…And, isn’t Kaiser a soccer player?”
“Oh…well I didn’t really put that in mind,” Reo whispered, ruffling Nagi’s hair. Nagi hummed in reply, leaning into Reo.
“And he does like P.H videos?" Nagi’s eyes finally opened, looking at Reo.
“Well, basically,” Reo replied.
“Oh, okay. Let’s go to bed, Reo,” Nagi shut his eyes, and Reo quietly agreed and closed his eyes, hopefully the newfound information giving him some sort of closure, and it will end the strange brawls with the sunfish. As he was analyzing what Nagi had said, his exhaustion overpowered him, and he no longer felt tense, because he fell asleep. To Reo’s delight, he dreamed about winning the World Cup with Nagi, and beating the Atlantic Ocean Sunfish team, and he woke up with relief because he had conquered the strange situation.