664 Welco!
The sight of those individuals made Hiro curious and he couldn't refrain from asking if sothing was wrong. "Is sothing wrong?" Hiro asked curiously. With the talent he acquired after the end of the season, Hiro could communicate well in Spanish. He understood it well and talked fluently. So, he didn't have any problem conversing in Spanish, now. The middle-aged man dressed in black scurried over and grabbed Hiro's luggage. He responded with a sense of urgency, "Sohow, the news of your arrival was leaked, and right now a crowd of people has gathered outside the airport."
Just how many people had actually shown up for them to panic like this? Hiro couldn't help but wonder. Panic was palpable in their face and even the tone of the individual who responded to him sounded urgent. "So, we'll take you out of here from the back gate," the middle-aged individual concluded. There wasn't much ti for him to explain. He was well aware that the number of people was growing outside, and if they delayed any further, it might get even more difficult to leave unnoticed. For such obvious reasons, he wanted to leave as fast as possible. After all, he was tasked to bring Hiro safely. Though they wanted to bring him out of the place unnoticed, Hiro had so other plans. For so reason, he didn't feel like leaving the venue unnoticed. If such a crowd had gathered to greet him it'd only be wise to entertain them. Normally, he wasn't comfortable with interacting with the crowd. Hiro rather preferred quiet individual exchanges to attend to a flock of people. This wasn't his cup of tea. However, Hiro didn't want the people supporting him to leave disappointed either. The faster he adjusts to this new environnt, the easier it'll get to adapt. While on their way out, Hiro asked, "Can we take the front route? I know, it's troubling but can we at least greet them?"
Upon hearing Hiro's request, the man who was in charge of bringing him out of there safely rolled his eyes to look at him. He stared at Hiro with an expression filled with surprise. The look on his face yelled, "Are you for real?" Keeping a poker face, Hiro looked at him with an indifferent gaze. "Are you sure? It's quite rowdy outside...," The man asked him. Hiro nodded, "Yes, I want to greet them."
Now that Hiro was saying that he wanted to greet the crowd, who was he to stop him? Though he wanted to stop Hiro, he felt like he couldn't change his mind. So, he didn't even bother trying to persuade him. However, he couldn't let him do as he wished without any precautions either. "Well, if you say so then let's do that. However, let arrange a few more people," the middle-aged man said. 17:16
Hiro found the response of the man satisfactory. So, he didn't add anything further and let him handle the preparation. After that, he arranged for a few other people to guard him. With everything prepared, Hiro stepped outside of the people, guarded and secured. The closer he got to the exit, the louder the noise grew. From the increasing noise, Hiro could figure out the size of the crowd showing up to greet him. With every step he took, Hiro could feel his heart pounding. Though he had experienced such monts before, he couldn't help but feel anxious. At the sa ti, he couldn't help but feel excited. This was the first ti he was going to et the supporters of the new club he had signed for. So, the thought of eting the new supporters enthralled him. Walking out of the airport gate, Hiro was t with the sight of a sea of people, all waiting for him. The mont he walked out, the crowd erupted in excitent, the atmosphere turning electrifying. Their excitent leaped to an unfathomable height upon seeing Hiro. This was the man they were waiting to see. Having queued up outside the airport in hopes of eting him, they couldn't hold their excitent the mont Hiro walked out. Cheering at the top of their longs, they welcod Hiro warmly, excitent evident in their faces. Hiro's eyes dilapidated as he was bombarded by the excited cheers of the Atletico fans awaiting his arrival. He was taken aback by the sheer number of people who had shown up to welco him. Though he had roughly figured from the noise circulating from the outside before, the sheer number of people before his eyes surpassed his expectations, leaving him utterly baffled. Pablo, the middle-aged man tasked with the responsibility to receive Hiro frowned upon seeing Hiro's expression. He figured that Hiro hadn't expected the number of people to be this huge. So, he must be in a daze right now. 'Will it be alright?' Pablo sighed. Then he signaled the other individuals to raise their guard. If the situation were to get worse, they would be involved imdiately. The other individual nodded, a sharp glint of determination flashing in their eyes. The roar of the crowd outside grew louder as Hiro Takahashi stepped through the airport doors. The bright flashes of caras and waving banners created a kaleidoscope of red and white—the iconic colors of Atlético Madrid. Chants of his na rang out in unison:
"Hiro! Hiro! Welco to Madrid!"
Hiro blinked, montarily stunned by the scene before him.
They held up banners adorned with his image, while others waved the Atletico Madrid flag with fervor. The energy was electric, almost overwhelming.
Among the chaos, a young boy caught Hiro's eye. The boy, no older than eight, was perched on his father's shoulders, clutching a homade sign that read: "Hiro, the future of Atletico."
The sight brought a small, genuine smile to Hiro's face, and he gave the boy a quick wave. The boy's wide-eyed grin in response seed to brighten the entire scene.
Pablo, standing close by, kept a watchful eye. "Keep moving, Hiro," he instructed, his tone calm yet firm.
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