"FUCK YEAH!" Hiroshi, the assister of the goal, roared immediately when he saw that the ball was hitting the net. He turned around, running at Kenji with great enthusiasm before jumping on the boy’s back, getting himself in a piggyback pose. "COME ON, YOU BASTARD! YOU SCORE THE SHIT, MAN!"

Right after that, Hori followed, with Takaaki, Usami, and Denki coming from behind. They all took their turn in hitting the boy hard, wanting to express their enthusiasm here.

"Fucking hell, Brat!" Hori laughed, slapping the boy’s head hard. "You scare the shit out of me, you know?! What the hell is that last fake?!"

Denki also followed, looking at his friend with a stinging side-eye. "Who are you trying to act cool for? Your fans are not there, you know?!"

"Bah! Let him be!" Takaaki laughed his ass off, losing his coolness for the first time in this game. "He deserves to have a moment of his own, you know?!"

Soon, even those who were on the bench also joined the fun, celebrating with Kenji on the edge of the pitch. This was definitely the biggest goal that the team had ever netted into the opponent’s defense, and now, with the game leaving only 13 minutes before everything was over, they were definitely on the edge of winning right now, so close to making history.

Kenji himself still just stood silently, staring at the crowd in a cool pose. He also shrugged a little, showing a helpless expression as if saying, ’I am just awesome, what can I do here?’ which was enough to infuriate Sapporo Otani’s fans who watched this.

"FUCK IT! JUST ONE GOAL AND YOU THINK YOU ARE A FUCKING KEISUKE HONDA?!"

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU, BRAT?!"

"DON’T THINK YOU CAN LEAVE THE STADIUM IN PIECES, YOU BUMPKIN!"

Of course, all those voices also clashed with Kenji’s fans, probably around 50 girls on the stand. While they were outnumbered, their fierceness in protecting their idol was second to none, as right now, they were in a heated argument with the closest home team’s supporters next to their stand.

"Kenji-kun is awesome, what can you do about it?!"

"Yes, yes! If you want to complain, curse more on your weak ass team!"

"You think you can stop Kenji-kun from his destined moment?! Hmph! Dream on!"

"Come on! Who is afraid of whom?!"

Fortunately, there was a big fence to separate the two sections here, or someone would’ve jumped into the opponent’s section and gone crazy there. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Meanwhile, on the Sapporo Otani’s side, the atmosphere was so grim there. No one dared to speak, just watching the captain punching the ground angrily. They didn’t dare to stop him from doing so, even when the boy’s fist was so red from this.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" Rin Mito berated himself so loudly. "How could I get chopped so stupidly like this?! How could I let him chop us twice?! Fucking stupid!"

"If only I could come back faster to catch that number 2..." Okamura also had his head down quite deeply, somehow regretting how he failed to stop Hori earlier. It didn’t matter too much in a grand scheme, but the boy couldn’t help but think about what would happen if he reacted quickly.

Ayase also reacted badly. He didn’t say anything at all, yet his face was flushed red in shame and fury, knowing full well that half of the goal was his mistake. After all, he was the one who should be responsible for Kenji, and yet, the boy slipped through his grasp like a slippery eel.

"Okay, okay! You can be angry with yourself later!" Yuwell finally stepped in with the English accent that most of them couldn’t understand. "Right now, we still have 13 minutes to go! Come on! It is not impossible to score two goals here! Just vent out all of your anger into them!"

As one of the people who could understand Yuwell’s speech, Rin Mito knew that the Swedish striker was right. This was not the time to lose his calm, as they still had a chance to return the favor. However, knowing was one thing, and feeling it was a completely different matter.

"Fuck it, I cannot bear this!" Rin Mito scowled, losing all the coolness that the captain always had. He turned his head at the bench and made a quick signal by sending his thumbs down. "Sensei, this is bad! Launch an emergency plan!"

The head coach also gave a single nod, and within one go, the team made three substitutions in a row. Yuya Fukuda, the team’s left back, was out, followed by Ayase and Hiroto Yamada, the team’s left winger. In return, they put two more attacking midfielders and one additional striker to help Yuwell on the front, going all out with 6 attacking-minded players in one go.

This was the signal that they were so desperate for a goal right now.

All the Hakodate Nishi players realized this as well, especially with them getting swarmed in their own area. After they all went back to start the game again, the festive atmosphere was already extinguished, knowing that they still had at least 13 minutes to defend themselves.

"Come on, Guys!" Makino shouted, his voice echoed through all of his teammates’ ears. "13 minutes to go, we can do this! Let’s create our own history today!"

For that, the rest of the team, even those who were on the bench, answered simultaneously, "Hell, yeah!"

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On the bench, Kumiko also let out a relieved sigh. She knew that this was a big gamble, what with her weakening the team’s defense for a glimmer of a chance like this. The girl didn’t expect Kenji to go crazy, just hoping that he could stabilize the midfield line and try to push the opponent back on their own territory.

’Well, who would’ve thought that he would go beyond the order and create a miracle herself?’ The girl shook her head in exasperation, still applauding from her spot. ’The game is still not over yet, but it seems I really won this bet.’