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After hurrying Hiro out of the stadium, he was brought to the nearest hospital to receive treatment. And along the way, right after he was carried out of the tunnel, due to exhaustion and fatigue, as he closed his eyes to take some rest, subconsciously his body gave in; causing him to lose his consciousness.

After pushing himself beyond his limits, it's no wonder that his body gave in to the exhaustion and entered a state of recovery to heal his tired muscles.

And as Hiro opened his eyes after so long, he was immediately bombarded with the harsh glow of the florescent lights. Due to which his eyes became irritated which in turn caused him to close his eyes. However despite the sense of irritation he felt, he slowly tried to open his eyes.

White ceiling, a brightly illuminated room and the fluttering curtains which was dancing freely with the wind creaking from the window became visible to him the moment he opened his eyes. Judging by the atmosphere of the place and the medical equipment placed beside him, he could deduce that he was in hospital.

However it didn't come instantly to him for what reason he was lying in the hospital bed right now. He was still feeling somewhat lightheaded and confused.

For some while as he tried to recall the incident leading to this moment, confusion clouded his mind. But soon as the mist clouding his mind started clearing, he recalled about the game.

Immediately the moment he recalled about the game, he became extremely tensed and anxious. He frantically tried to get out of his bed.

But the moment, he pulled the blanket, a nurse entered the room to check on him. Witnessing his frantic state, she immediately rushed towards him, urging him to stay put, "Sir, you shouldn't move or your bandages might come off"

Saying so in her gentle voice, she insisted him to stay put.

Now how could he refuse her when she's asking him so sweetly? And also he was well aware that he was a patient and she was a trained medical personnel. Going against the decision of medical personnel would only worsen his relation with the staff which will be taking care of him for god knows how long? Which in turn would only make his stay at the hospital hard.

Thus without any sort of retaliation, he obediently slipped back to his bed. Even so, the curiosity regarding the outcome of the match was still gnawing on him. And how could he stay put without finding out the outcome of the game?

The nurse was well aware about his identity as the player who played for the Japanese u17 national football team and she was also aware of his situation. And luckily she could speak fluent Japanese as well.

Noticing his irritation, to soothe him, she gave him the answer which he was desperately seeking right now, "Don't worry, your team has won the match"

The moment Hiro heard about the news of their victory, he heaved a deep sigh of relief as he felt a heavy burden lifting off of his heart, "Phew...."

Finally he could relax. Finally he could be at peace. Right now, after hearing the news of the outcome of the game, his whole body lightened up.

Noticing the changes in his expression, the nurse who broke the news to him giggled before congratulating him, "Hehe.... Congratulations for winning the game"

**** ****

Bam!!

After entering the locker room as soon as Park Seung-Gyu got close to his locker, he harshly threw his fist at the locker. Immediately as his fist came into contact with the locker, his knuckle became red as slowly blood started seeping out of it.

Yet his expression remained as cold as ice.

However his hand wasn't the only thing that was in tattered condition after this collision as a seemingly visible dent could also be seen in that metallic locker.

Although he refused to show any expression, one could just deduce based on his actions that he was extremely agitated right now. And this was the side of Park Seung-Gyu that most of the world wasn't familiar with since he never showed his true emotions on the field.

A stark contrast to his usual calm demeanor, right now not even his hardcore supporter would dare confront him. Specially that blank look on his face, it was extremely terrifying to look at.

"This isn't over Takahashi Hiro..." gritting his teeth he murmured in a cold tone before smashing his fist once again in the locker.

Bam!!

As he shot another shot at the locker, from his already bruised and bloodied hand, blood splattered like ink splashed on the canvas on that already dented locker. No matter how much he tried to hide his true nature, he was still a kid after all.

And just like most of the players with elite mentality, he hated losing more than anything else. Sure he had scored two goals and sure he had put up a brilliant performance but does his performance or goal even matter when he couldn't win the game.

Now one may ask, does he regret his final choice?

The answer to that question is a straight no. Even if he could go back to time, he'd still decide to shoot that ball himself even if there were other teammate present around him.

And although people overlooked this fact but at that last moment there was actually one of his teammate totally unmarked tailing behind him. And would a player of Park Seung-Gyu's caliber fail to notice that player who was right beside him?

Again the answer is no. He had noticed him and may be if he would have passed the ball to him, he might have scored as well. But so what?

Would he give up his chances when he's so close to the post?

Never.

And that's what he did as well. However although he missed that shot, he wasn't a least bit regretful about his decision. If he passed after coming that close, he'll only fail as a striker. A striker must be willing to take risk to score goals.