Smiling while staring at Hiro, manager Makoto was celebrating the goal scored by Hiro with other players seated at the substitution bench.
His eyes filled with joy and his face showing how satisfied he was with Hiro's progress, Makoto couldn't stop himself from praising Hiro for persevering through such rough training session day in and day out without ever complaining, "Sometimes I wonder how can a boy who's only thirteen be this good. But then again I look at you training. Till this date, you've never complained about the intensity of the training. Infact you've done more than what you've been asked for. I'm sure that the day isn't that far when you'll succeed in the world stage."
While mumbling such, manager Makoto's eyes moistened all of a sudden. Feeling the moisture in his eyes, Makoto then gently rubbed his eyes.
