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nIn the next few days, many people visited him after finding that he had returned home. Be it the neighbors next door or his old friends, he had to deal with many people.

nSome local reporters wanted to interview him.

nFortunately, his mother came to his aid as he scared them away. Who knows how many more people would have shown up if it wasn’t for her?

nTo sum it all up, Hiro’s days were rather hectic.

nJust like that while dealing with the people, several days passed. Although the absence of his father dampened the atmosphere of the house.

nThe sun, a blazing sphere hung high in the azure heaven illuminating the surface with its majestic radiance. A few wisps of clouds of different shapes and sizes floated freely in the vacant space.

nAt this moment, Hiro was seated cross-legged on the floor. His gaze was fixated on the world outside the window.

n‘They must be training right now.’

nHe thought while dazedly staring at the azure heaven.

nEven though he had promised his mother that he wouldn’t think about playing until the doctors cleared him, he couldn’t stop thinking about football. After all, it was the only thing that he was interested in.

nSo, how could he possibly bring himself to divert his thoughts elsewhere?

n‘Akashi and others would probably be in school.’

nBeing alone, he couldn’t help but wander his thoughts.

n‘Just what should I do? I never thought that it’d get this boring.’

nAt this moment, Hiro realized that he had no other interests besides football. He didn’t even have a hobby other than football.

nEven he couldn’t bring himself to deny that he was the epitome of what people call a dull person.

n‘Should I watch some football?’

nOnce again, after being unable to figure out what to do, he returned to the familiar territory. Realizing that he again wandered to the topic of football, he shook his head reminding himself that he had to think of other things.

nDuring this period, he wanted to take a break from football. But no matter how much he tried to think, he couldn’t think of other things besides football. It was as if he was obsessed with football.

nThe fact that he couldn’t think of other things besides football irritated him.

nAfter pondering for a while, he threw himself on his back and lay on the floor. With a dull thud, he collapsed on the floor.

nAs he lay there, he realized that the surrounding was rather silent.

nAlthough he found it peaceful, he also couldn’t help but find it a bit strange. It might be because he was used to being near people or because he was used to the hustle and bustle of the stadium.

nThe silence although soothing gave him a rather strange vibe.

n‘Maybe I should use this time to study.’

nTruly, he must have gone insane. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be thinking of studying. After all, it was one of the things that he hated the most.

n‘Mom said that she doesn’t want me at the hospital. She also forbade me from going out on my own accord. Just what the hell am I supposed to be doing sitting here?’

nHiro let out a disappointed sigh as he thought about it.

nThe boredom was killing him.

nThen he turned to check his phone, “Ah right, I haven’t checked my balance till now. Shall we look at how much money we’ve got?”

nDespite earning a substantial amount of money, Hiro didn’t check his bank balance frequently.

n“If I remember correctly, I should be earning 80 million yen annually. Also, the sponsor deals and others, if I consider all that I should have roughly 60 to 70 million yen.” Hiro mumbled to himself as he tried to estimate the amount of money he’d have in his account.

nBut when he checked his account, he couldn’t help but frown, “Only 22 million yen! Did my account get hacked or something?”

nSeeing the figures on the screen, he couldn’t bring himself to believe.

nHence, he counted multiple times to check if he had seen it wrongly. But it didn’t matter how many times he counted, the amount remained the same.

nPanic gripped his heart as he confirmed the figure on the screen.

nHe was well aware that much of the money had been spent on hospital bills. But even so, if he counted all that spent money, he couldn’t bring himself to believe that he only had about 22 million yen left in his account.

nConsidering how much he earned through brand endorsements and the salary he got from the club, even if he had spent a lump sum on his father’s recovery, he still should have much more money than this.

n“Mom couldn’t have spent it all, could she?” he couldn’t help but link the disappearance of the money to his mother.

nAfter all, she was the one who managed his accounts.

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nSo, how come he had so little money? It just didn’t make sense to him.

nThen he checked the statement history. A substantial amount was deducted for tax and the rest his mother had invested on a fixed deposit.

nIt seemed that rather than losing money, he was gaining instead.

nSeeing that he hadn’t lost any of his money, he felt relieved at the same time he couldn’t help but lampoon, “You fool. How could you doubt your mother?”

nAgain, he found something strange, “But wait a minute… It seems like the money that I have earned until now hasn’t been touched yet. So, who paid for Dad’s medical bill?”

nAs the realization struck him, he felt extreme guilt, “Don’t tell me mom paid the expense out

nof her pocket?”

nHe always had the impression that his mother was a money grubber.

nBut it seems that he had the wrong impression.

nAs he thought about it, a feeling of guilt welled inside him, making him feel hollow from the inside. To have such a wrong impression of his own mother, how could he bring himself to

ncall him her son?

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