The Golden Winged Of Football: Haruma Kusaka-Chapter 67 - 404

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e students erupted into cheers as Kenta, the coach with a smile, stepped on the stage, walked to the headmaster and slightly bent over.

And with applause echoing around, The headmaster gracefully placed the medal around the coach’s neck, who shook hands with the headmaster. Then turning to the crowds he gave them a thankful bow before stepping back.

"And now please welcome the captain who leads from the front, Toruu!"

With a loud applause Toru stepped on the stage, standing in front of the headmaster who placed the medal around his neck, with a thankful bow Toru stepped back standing next to the coach.

All the students were applauding for him. Rukia was applauding softly a warm pure smile playing on her lips

"And please welcome the entire team of Hanaka, who gave their best in the team."

One by one all the remaining teams started to step on the stage with the headmaster placing medals on their necks.

The students and the teacher were excited, applauding for the players receiving the medals. Masaru and Shino too stepped on the stage and stood with the team.

After putting the medal on all players they all stood in line behind the trophy with smiles adorning their faces.

After all the players were lined up, the crowd’s eyes began scanning the stairs of the stage, looking for one missing player, Haruma Kusaka!

The players lined up on the stage too began looking around the stairs of the stage, but no one was there.

Rukia appeared confused too, searching for Haruma too.

The headmaster smiled slightly and said, "I know you all are looking for Haruma Kusaka!"

His words drew everyone’s attention to him. Toru, Masaru, Rukia, and everyone else, with a look of confusion, were focused on the Headmaster who remained smiling.

Maintaining his smile, the Headmaster added, "But the truth is, he’s not here, and unfortunately he won’t be able to complete his graduation!"

A wave of chatters spread among the gathered students, all clearly confused.

While Toru Masaru, Shino and the coach stood with wide stunned eyes, exchanging confused glances.

Rukia was stunned, her brow’s flinching in confusion.

Maintaining his smile The headmaster continued, "I know, all of you must’ve had one question in your mind... Why?"

His smile widened, "Well the reason is Haruma Kusaka has been scouted and will be joining Tokyo Wolves U17’s this year."

Everyone’s eyes snapped open in utter disbelief, their jaw’s dropping in pin drop silence.

Toru, Masaru and Shino were stunned, their breaths caught on their throats, unable to move or speak, their eyes remained wide reflecting nothing but disbelief.

Rukia was standing still, her jaw dropped, eyes wide with shock, her breaths heavy with disbelief.

Haruma, still holding Mio, was looking at a warm exchange of greetings between the two ladies, when suddenly he noticed someone sitting on a nearby couch.

Haruma glanced, and saw a girl sitting on the couch, her gaze downwards focused on the table before, seemed to focus on writing something, her long purple hair was flowing down, hiding her face.

Haruma was gazing at her with a slight furrowed brow.

In one swift motion the girl turned around and locked eyes with Haruma, startling him abit.

Appearing the same age as him, her skin was bright, her eyes a shade of purple, fixed on Haruma with her expressions devoid of interest or any emotion.

Both Haruma and that girl were locked eyes.

He then immediately turned his gaze towards Ayane, only to find her sharp stare already locked at him, causing Haruma to swiftly look down, caught off guard by the intensity.

Ayane then turned to her father and gave him a warm smile before walking away.

Haruma met Kento’s gaze who gave him a smile and a nod.

With a reluctant nod, Haruma stood up and made his way outside.

As Haruma stepped out of the house he saw Ayane standing at a distance holding a bicycle by her side, her gaze directed towards the horizon as if lost in thoughts, seemed to be waiting for him.

Ayane then slowly turned her head back looking at Haruma from over her shoulder, who was looking back at her, both locked eyes.

Haruma then walked forward and stood near Ayane, his gaze locked on the bicycle. freēwēbnovel.com

Then without a word, Ayane smoothly settled on the seat, and Haruma followed suit, taking his seat behind her. Yet she remained still, not pedaling.

A brief silence was stretching between them. After a brief silence Ayane, with her eyes narrowed with sharp precision, slowly turned her head at Haruma over her shoulder.

"Excuse me!" Ayane said, her voice firm yet low.

Haruma, appearing more confused, muttered, "Yeah?"

With sharp narrowed eyes, Ayane firmly said, "Can you please sit facing the other way?"

Haruma’s eyes widened in realization, and without a word he quickly turned around and sat facing the opposing direction. Now both are sitting with their backs on each other.

Turning her face ahead, Ayane began to pedal, the smooth motion of the bicycle carrying them forward, as they glided into the night...

Inside a big living room of a furnished mansion, Toru popped the cork of the champagne bottle, causing all the gathered players of Hanaka to erupt in cheer, each one holding empty glasses.

Toru with a big smile began pouring champagne into each of his friends’ glasses, the sound of liquid flowing was mingling with the laughter around them, the atmosphere was buzzing with excitement, laughter and chatter.

Rukia on the other hand was sitting on a nearby couch, holding her glass full of champagne. She took a slow sip and turned her eyes on the closed entrance. After a moment she glanced down at her glass and took a long sip, her mind suddenly got filled with Haruma’s furious roar after scoring that final goal, his intensity, his face, replaying in her mind like a storm.

After a long gulp Rukia placed the empty glass on the table and picked up her phone, opening the messages, her eyes scanned her message sent to Haruma, saying ’Hey Its Rukia here.’ Which was not yet seen by Haruma.

Appearing upset, she placed her phone down, grabbing her empty glass and she walked over to Toru, who was laughing with a few of his friends and guests.

Rukia came and stood next to Toru wrapping her arm around his. She slightly leaned on his ear and whispered "Toru, why hasn’t Haruma arrived yet?"

Toru leaned back on her and whispered, "I don’t know, I’m trying to reach him but he’s not responding, I even sent my driver to his house, but he’s not there, his house is locked."

Rukia’s face fell, her shoulders slumped slightly, disappointment clearly flickering in her eyes...

Under the soft glow of moonlight, Ayane was peddling the cycle, with Haruma sitting behind her, his gaze lost in the vast sky.

"Can you please move back, you’re pressing into my back!" Ayane’s firm voice breaks the silence.

Haruma’s brows furrowed, "Hey, It’s not my fault, and I’m not doing it on purpose, it’s just happening."

"You should’ve refused to come with me!" She said with her voice sharp with frustration.

"It was my mother and my coach’s call, how could I say no to them?" Haruma responded with a steady tone.

"Whatever, you just stay still!" Ayane said firmly.

Haruma’s eyes narrowed slightly, matching her firmness he said "And If you have this much problem then why didn’t you object to them?"

Suddenly, Ayane hit the brakes, jolting Haruma, who leaned backwards, his head gently resting against Ayane’s back.

The unexpected closeness made the air between them feel suddenly charged.

Her expressions shifted to one of anger, "What!" she exclaimed, and quickly slammed her hand on top of that romance novel.

Haruma quickly held the sides of his books, not allowing her to pick it up or move.

Ayane was desperately trying to move the book but Haruma’s grip was too tight.

"What are you doing?" Haruma asked firmly, protecting his books.

"Why do you have this novel!" she snapped in fury.

"Because I wanna read it!" He responded in an urgent tone.

"I don’t want you to read it!" she snapped firmly, trying to move the book.

"Excuse me!" a soft male voice interrupted them.

He then immediately turned his gaze towards Ayane, only to find her sharp stare already locked at him, causing Haruma to swiftly look down, caught off guard by the intensity.

Ayane then turned to her father and gave him a warm smile before walking away.

Haruma met Kento’s gaze who gave him a smile and a nod.

With a reluctant nod, Haruma stood up and made his way outside.

As Haruma stepped out of the house he saw Ayane standing at a distance holding a bicycle by her side, her gaze directed towards the horizon as if lost in thoughts, seemed to be waiting for him.

Ayane then slowly turned her head back looking at Haruma from over her shoulder, who was looking back at her, both locked eyes.

Haruma then walked forward and stood near Ayane, his gaze locked on the bicycle.

Then without a word, Ayane smoothly settled on the seat, and Haruma followed suit, taking his seat behind her. Yet she remained still, not pedaling.

A brief silence was stretching between them. After a brief silence Ayane, with her eyes narrowed with sharp precision, slowly turned her head at Haruma over her shoulder.

"Excuse me!" Ayane said, her voice firm yet low.

Haruma, appearing more confused, muttered, "Yeah?"

With sharp narrowed eyes, Ayane firmly said, "Can you please sit facing the other way?"

Haruma’s eyes widened in realization, and without a word he quickly turned around and sat facing the opposing direction. Now both are sitting with their backs on each other.

Turning her face ahead, Ayane began to pedal, the smooth motion of the bicycle carrying them forward, as they glided into the night...