663 Madrid, Spain
Finally, after wandering around for a while, Hiro arrived at the pitch. Walking out of the tunnel, Hiro stood before the tunnel. With the absence of the spectators, the stadium was ghastly silent. It was sothing different from what he was used to. Having played here under the watchful gazes of thousands of spectators, Hiro wasn't used to the silence. This mont felt like the first ti he had visited here. Then he settled at the center of the pitch. "This place holds a lot of mories for you, doesn't it?" a middle-aged man dressed elegantly in formal attire asked Hiro. His short black hair was neatly combed, and he had a rather well-defined jaw with a clean-shaven face. Holding a microphone, he looked straight at Hiro. Hiro sweeping his gaze around nodded, "Indeed. This place holds a lot of mories. I don't think I'd be able to forget those mories for the rest of my life. Even now as I look around, I feel like I'm at ho."
He had a solemn expression. However, his voice was tinged with a faint sense of grief. It felt almost as if he was having a hard ti bidding his farewell. "But now that you have to bid your farewell, do you feel sad?" the reporter asked. Hiro, however, paused before he answered. During that ti, he thought about his feelings. Would he feel sad about leaving here? Hiro asked himself. From the beginning, Hiro had set his eyes on the world. So, it shouldn't be that hard for him to bid his farewell now. However, oddly for so reason, the awareness of leaving didn't sit well with him. He felt as if a hole had been carved in his heart. But was this feeling of grief? Hiro couldn't be sure about it. However, he could tell that he'd definitely miss this place. After all, this familiar environnt had started feeling like ho. This feeling of ho, how could he not miss it? Hiro's palm rested atop his chin and he fidgeted his fingers as if he were deeply pondering over sothing, "Honestly... it feels difficult to bid farewell. But I know that we won't part forever. It's not a goodbye but a short separation."
The corner of his lips curled slightly and Hiro faced the cara. Then he revealed a warm smile, "We will et again, don't you think so?"
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January 28th, 2027
Madrid, Spain
In Madrid, the Wanda tropolitano was awash with excitent. Fans had gathered in droves outside the airport, chanting and waving flags, their voices hoarse from hours of anticipation. The street was crowded and bustling with an electrifying atmosphere. Excitent lingered in the air and the streets buzzed with excitent. The surge of people blocked the traffic as they moved. Their voice chanted in unison while they expressed their excitent. Finally, the much-awaited transfer had been done, and Hiro was on his way to Spain. Though the club hadn't revealed Hiro's arrival late, sohow, the information had been made public. What started as a rumor had now traveled far and wide, spreading like wildfire. With hopes of seeing Hiro, the fans had gathered outside the Madrid International Airport. Hiro was one of the best talents in the world, and they had seen his flair on the pitch before. With such a talent signing for their club, how could they not be interested? The airport was sward with people, and the club didn't have any other choice but to dispatch a couple of security personnel to assist Hiro. It wasn't their intention to reveal his arrival date. After all, they were preparing a grand unveiling ceremony to introduce him to the fans. However, with the information being leaked, the club didn't have any other choice than to prepare accordingly. Previously, the club was only planning to dispatch a few chauffeurs, and a few individuals to receive him. However, now that the situation had escalated further, they didn't have any other choice than to increase the number of security personnel. A huge crowd of people clad in the Atletico jersey were waiting outside the airport to catch a glimpse of Hiro. At the sa ti, a couple of reporters were also covering the news. To them, it was content worth exploring. Lately, Hiro had been the talk of the town. He also had a huge fan following due to his marvelous performance in the World Cup. On top of that, he was one of the most sought-after youngsters in the entire world. With such accolades under his na, how could they miss such an opportunity? At 10:45 in the morning, Hiro landed safely.
He was supposed to arrive here before to do dicals. However, because of the ongoing schedule, he had to push the date. Though Hiro had transferred here before the end of the winter transfer window, it'd be a while before he could step on the pitch. However, Hiro wasn't concerned. Even though he couldn't debut imdiately, Hiro was filled with excitent. He had been promised minutes by Sione. But there was slight concern regarding his debut. Unlike other new signings who'd debut in a new season, he had to debut midseason as the season here hadn't co to an end. So, there were a few concerns regarding his debut. Arriving at the airport, Hiro was imdiately t with the sight of a few individuals dressed in black awaiting him. They were vigilantly sweeping their gaze, analyzing almost every individual exiting the airport terminal. Imdiately upon spotting him, they rushed to him. Hiro had been already introduced to one of them. So, it didn't him long to recognize the group of individuals. He could tell that they were the ones sent by the club to receive him. So, seeing them brought a smile to his face. 'Why did they send so many people to receive ?' Hiro couldn't help but feel confused upon finding the number of people awaiting him. Unlike the people outside, Hiro wasn't aware of the gathering crowd outside the airport. So, he couldn't help but feel perplexed at their number.
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