An insatiable hunger to score rose within him as he found himself in front of the goal, one-on-one with the keeper.
And, as he prepared to shoot, a hushed silence fell upon the stadium as many people held their breath. Their heart rate spiked as they fixated their gaze on Hiro. Anxiousness flashed past their pupils while they held onto their seats.
However, at this mont, neither did those anxious gazes matter to him nor the expectations of his teammates or his supporters, right now, all he could see was the goal. And, apart from the post and the desire to score, nothing mattered to him.
A mont before his feet made contact with the ball, an eerie light flashed past his eyes, making his appearance extrely dreadful to look at.
The opposing keeper who happened to catch a glimpse of those gazes felt a chill run down his spine for a brief second. Those gazes were like the gazes of a predator eyeing its prey. Nonetheless, he still made the effort to save the ball.
Desperately trying to save the ball from finding the back of the net, he shot toward the direction of the ball with his arms extended.
Thousands of eyes converged on him as almost everybody present in the stadium turned their gazes towards him. So looked at him with eyes full of hope while so expected him to make a blunder, right now thousands of expectations clashed against each other as he sprung towards the direction of the ball.
Yet, he still failed to land a touch on the ball. Because of that mont of hesitation or because of his untily decision, the ball just slipped right past his fingers, missing his hand barely by an inch.
Though he couldn't land a touch on the ball, nonetheless he still followed the ball as he arched his body to witness the outco. However, he could only follow the ball for a short period. And, before long, he crashed against the floor.
"Gooooooaaaaaaaalllllllllllll"
A jubilant roar erupted forth before the opposing keeper could even pick himself up. He didn't even need to look back to find out the outco, that euphoric roar resonating in the stadium was enough to tell him about the outco.
Upon witnessing the outco, Hiro's teammates in the reserve box jumped on their toes from their seats as they celebrated the goal scored by Hiro with a bright smile on their faces. The coaching staff weren't spared either as they started to celebrate the goal with each other.
Especially, Manager Haruki who appeared quite tensed a mont ago, he looked like he was on top of the clouds and his happiness knew no bounds.
That joyous feeling was rather contagious as in no ti, it spread all across the stadium like wildfire, engulfing all the supporters of Japan present in the stadium. The influence of that goal however wasn't limited only to the stadium as it influenced the people watching this match from behind the screen to spring into action as well.
"Suck that you dickheads," Takashi yelled as he shot forth from his seat with his arms pointing at the TV screen, celebrating his son's goal.
Probably, he was addressing those hosts who had criticized his son previously. His mother who was seated right beside his father, even though she appeared quite ecstatic, seed quite pissed about her husband's behavior.
While many people were celebrating his goal, Hiro however stood still at his place with both his arms extended wide. Not even a spec of happiness could be seen on his face. It was as if he wasn't even happy about his goal.
But, that wasn't true. Scoring such an important goal, and giving his team an early lead in such an important match, how could he not be happy?
Only a grumpy person might not enjoy such a scene. And, by no ans was he a grumpy man.
Wearing a stoic look on his face, he then turned around to his post, to face his teammates whilst still extending his arms like a king savoring the praises of his subjects.
Almost the entire stadium was singing his praises. And, right now, he bead with pride and seed to relish the mont.
Apart from Nijichi who had nearly cost them such an important opportunity, all his teammates rushed towards him, wearing joyous smiles on their faces to celebrate the goal.
Yelling and jumping, they celebrated for a while right in front of the opposing post. It was like they were running wild in the opposing front yard without giving a damn about the owners.
This scene greatly irritated the opposing players, yet they were unable to do anything about it besides making faces. The most they could do right now was ignore them if they didn't feel like watching it.
But how could they even bother to ignore them when they were dancing right in front of their eyes? Even if they did close their eyes, they could still audibly hear their cheerful laughter.
Tucking the rage, opposing players stood their ground, waiting for Hiro and his teammates to finish their celebration.
'Not only did he initiate the attack, he even finished it despite his teammate's uncooperativeness.... Just what in the world are you?' The opposing coach looked at him with eyes full of admiration and wonder.
Witnessing such an impressive play from one single player, he couldn't refrain from marveling at the talent of Hiro. Most of his players on the field might not be able to observe his brilliance, since their vision was limited on the field.
But, observing the ga from the sidelines, he could see a lot more than the players in action. And, observing the movent of Hiro, he knew exactly how threatening Hiro was on the field. There was just more to what eyes could et.
The play that Hiro demonstrated while scoring this goal was impressive. But, so were his other plays which failed to produce results. Right from the beginning of the match, he had been nothing but a pain in the ass for their team.
And, if left alone, he might wreck even more havoc.
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