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“Atletico Madrid are the champions!”

The stadium buzzed as the Madrid supporters cheered on. Their elated faces gleamed with an overwhelming sensation— one that they hadn’t felt before. For the first time in their club’s history, they had won the Champions League.

Though their faces beamed with jubilation, their eyes said otherwise as disbelief and excitement filled them.

Tears streamed down their faces like a monsoon downpour.

“Finally, after countless failures, Atletico Madrid has managed to get its hands on the silverware…”

“This bunch of passionate supporters deserves this honor more than anyone else.”

While the players celebrated this moment with their friends and families, the passionate Madrid supporters gathered at the forefront of the stands, threatening to breach the barricade. The security personnel were having a hard time controlling the tide of people.

Diego, who had been sent off, had stormed onto the pitch immediately after the final whistle.

The cameramen were scattered all around the pitch, recording the moment.

Being the center of attention, Hiro was swarmed. The cameramen tailed him like his shadow, following him all around.

He hadn’t just won the match.

Despite joining the club in the middle of the season, he had scored twelve goals in the Champions League, making him the highest goal scorer of this campaign.

Though Hiro was excited about the achievement, part of him felt hollow whenever he looked around him.

‘Mom, dad… It’d have been great to have you here,’ He thought as he looked around. Though he had achieved something unbelievable, he couldn’t help but miss his parents.

Most of his teammates were celebrating the victory with their families. They looked elated, and the warmth radiated from their coziness made him feel even more alone.

Though they invited him to celebrate, he still wanted to celebrate this moment alongside his parents.

“I’m sorry, Hiro. But you know about your father’s condition, don’t you? Please forgive us this time… but I think it’s better if we remain here this time.”

Those were the words of his mother before the match.

Though he was aware of his father’s condition, he still wanted them to be there to witness this moment. He was even prepared to make special arrangements so his father wouldn’t be inconvenienced. But unfortunately for him, his mother decided otherwise.

Those words saddened him, but he accepted them without any bitterness.

Even so, now that he had won the most prestigious club title, he couldn’t help but feel alone while thinking of his parents.

Just then, while he was wandering the field with a forced smile, someone nudged him from behind, jolting him awake.

“Our star performer seems quite bothered. What’s the matter, Hiro?” said the person.

Hiro turned around to find a blond man with striking features. The individual was rather short in stature compared to him. He had long blond hair tied in a ponytail.

“It’s nothing, sir. I was thinking about my parents,” Hiro responded with a grim smile.

“Well, it’s only right for you to miss your parents. But you know that this moment is being broadcast live, right?” Griezmann wrapped his arms around Hiro’s shoulder and brought him close.

Hiro nodded as he heard him.

“Then, it’d mean your parents are watching this moment from their comfort. So, should you act like this?” Griezmann asked.

Hiro understood what he was trying to tell. Hiro wanted to thank Griezmann for the advice. But before he could thank him, a young girl interrupted him.

The girl grabbed Griezmann’s fingers and pulled them.

Griezmann, feeling the touch, looked down to find his daughter. Upon finding his daughter, his face blossomed like a spring flower, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

“Sweety, where’s your mommy?” he asked as he lifted her in his arms.

The little girl pointed behind him where a beautiful woman with a slender figure stood alongside some children, showing her pearly whites. That woman was the wife of Griezmann.

“Come on, let’s celebrate,” Griezmann said to Hiro, inviting him over.

Hiro hesitated for a moment. He didn’t want to interrupt them. But he couldn’t bring himself to reject the proposal when faced with the expectant gaze of the little girl in his arms.

Though Hiro still missed his parents, he wasn’t as sad as he was some moment earlier. Even if it was with other families, Hiro enjoyed this moment.

In the living room of a certain house in Japan, a woman and a man sat beside a large screen. Both of them seem to be on the verge of tearing.

“He looks happy, doesn’t he?” the woman spoke, her voice tinged with elation.

Though her moistened eyes said otherwise, her heart was filled with jubilation.

The man who looked rather sick couldn’t stop smiling either. Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе (М|V|L0ЕМРYR) hоsts thе оriginаl.

“Yeah, he looks cheerful,” he nodded.

“He used to always speak of this trophy, saying it’s one of the greatest achievements a player can achieve in their life. But now he has achieved it… My little boy has made his dream a reality,” unable to endure the excitement surging within, she covered her mouth.

“Yeah, I still can’t believe that he achieved this much in his first season at the club. If he goes on like this, I don’t think it’d be long before he achieves everything he desires,” the man couldn’t bring himself to believe what he was witnessing now.

This felt like a dream.

Just some time ago, he was on the verge of dying. But right now, he was witnessing his son stand at the peak of European football.

This sensation of seeing his son conquer Europe was overwhelming— more overwhelming than the fact that he had escaped death.

While the two of them conversed about their son’s feats, the celebration raged on in the venue. Now, the highlight of the event— the much-awaited crowning of the champions was about to start.

The players had received their medals and Oblak being the captain of the team was on his way to grab the trophy.

The organizers handed him the silverware, which he looked at dearly like he was looking at his long-lost soulmate. His eyes gleamed, and his heart swelled.