Inside a rather fancy-looking cafeteria, so youths were gathered. They appeared to be looking at the phone screen of one of the youths with tanned skin and spiky dark hair in his hand.
Upon closer inspection, you could vividly see the confusion and curiosity hidden in their eyes. "Do you think Hiro is intentionally hiding himself?" one of the youths asked curiously.
"Well, considering how things are playing out, it seems to be the case," another responded deeply making him seem as if he had answered after much thinking.
"Then do you think they could find him?"
While the other around him kept talking, the youth holding the phone kept his mouth shut as The fixedly stared at the screen.
Right now, his screen displayed the scene at the airport- The confusion, commotion, and chaos- everything taking place in the airport was being broadcast live.
"What do you think about it, Akashi?"
Just then one of the youths asked after the discussion started to get heated. Even after discussing so intently, they couldn't conclude, hence, they decided to ask him his opinion.
The tanned skin, spiky hair youth was none other than Akashi, Hiro's childhood friend. After an arduous ga, right now, he was at the local cafe to get so food with his friends.
Akashi wasn't a stranger to the hardship Hiro was going through at the mont. He was aware of the recent accident that his father had gotten into.
Well, even if they didn't talk as much as of late, he still held their friendship in high regard. After all, he was aware of Hiro's personality.
The reason why they couldn't talk as much wasn't because he was ignoring him now that he had gotten famous or he had gotten arrogant. It was because he was busier than ever.
After all, he wasn't the Hiro of the Okami Elentary School, he was acquainted to.
But he was Hiro, the national treasure, the wunderkind, the hope of the nation, the prodigy rookie, the rising star of the J-league, and the holder of many such amazing titles. In short, he was an extrely sought-after player who was destined to carry the hopes of the nation.
So, even though their lack of communication saddened him, he didn't bla Hiro.
During the recent week, he had paid multiple visits to the hospital. As for the reason why he visited the hospital, it wasn't because of Hiro.
Rather he was truly concerned about the condition of Uncle Takashi who had taken great care of him during his younger days.
Even after the departure of Hiro, he had co to support him on multiple occasions as if he were soone close to him. If there were any matches in the neighborhood and he was available, he would co to see him play.
Sotis, he would even go out of his way to treat him and his friend to so nice al after the match. Truly, he had been nothing but generous.
After pondering for a while, he stood from his seat.
His sudden gesture startled his friend. Then again, they revealed a frown as they asked, "What's the matter Akashi?"
Recently, Akashi had started acting sowhat weird if they had to be honest. He used to be quite loquacious back then, however, recently he had gone sowhat silent.
Even his fierce temper in the field wasn't the sa. It was almost as if sothing was bothering him. Yet they couldn't tell what exactly was it since he didn't talk about it. Then Akashi lifted his bag and said in a flat tone, "I'm leaving"
"Huh! What do you an by your leaving?"
"We have only gotten here"
"Didn't you agree that you would at least share a al with us this ti?"
As they heard him they couldn't help but complain. It had taken a lot of convincing to convince him to stay for a al. But now, he wanted to leave. Was he for real?
It was as if they didn't have any value.
So, when they heard him, they couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions such as agitation, grief, and worthlessness. Even if he didn't want to stay, he could at least inform them about his worries. Couldn't he even do that much?
How could he treat them like strangers after spending so much ti together?
Was he trying to cut ties?
Despite their protest, Akashi left the cafe without uttering a single word. In doing so, he didn't feel even an ounce of guilt. Rather, he couldn't even bother about their feelings to be more precise. Right now, his heart was full of unwillingness and overwhelming grief.
Although he was happy for his friend now that he was doing well, a part of him was denouncing him for his decision to choose football over his father. Even though he was aware of his personality, he couldn't help but feel unsatisfied with his gesture.
With his talent, he might get another opportunity.
But what if due to such a decision, he might never get to see his father again?
Uncle Takashi hadn't awakened for more than a week already. Who knows if he'll even open his eyes? Contrary to Hiro who was in the dark, he who visited him almost daily was aware of his condition and even he was frightened.
In more than a week, he hadn't seen one single favorable progression.
Akashi was aware of the lies Aunt Momo had told Hiro. But that wasn't an excuse to abandon Uncle Takashi in such a critical period.
So, he couldn't help but lant Hiro's choices.
Sure, his thoughts might be immature. After all, who would want to miss such an opportunity that would elevate one's career to the next level?
Akashi couldn't bla Hiro for his decision. But he couldn't precisely forgive him for his decision either. He was unsatisfied with him.
But he was certain about a thing after watching the news- Hiro was coming ho.
So, he wanted to confront him.
Hence, instead of returning ho, he headed to the hospital after informing his mother about his decision to stay a night at the hospital.
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