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Sena thought he knew why Monta was acting so happy all of a sudden, which was in all actuality no more than a week ago, being under the impression that the wide receiver was going out with a girl. This made the small running back frown because of the simple fact that he, himself, did not like girls, but if girls did it for Monta—like Mamori-nee—then he wouldn't question it. The manager, Mamori-nee, had been looking extra happy her own self, but she had not told anyone why…
Therefore, Sena made it his business to ask his best friend about what was going on between him and Mamori-nee. Finding the male had been simple enough since he was hanging around on the football grounds while everyone else was just about gone.
"Hey Monta, can I ask you a question?" he asked the lightly tanned male's whose blue eyes sparked curiously.
Neither knew that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation…
"Huh?" Monta replied, but then nodded as he took a seat on the nearest bench before motioning for the small running back to do the same, "Sure, go ahead MAX!"
Sena smiled a little and took a seat before looking out towards the field.
"Well, uhm, you've been pretty happy lately, more so than usual," Sena started with an uneasy grin.
Monta grinned widely.
"That's right MAX!" he replied enthusiastically, but his tone soon turned shy and embarrassed. "S-Someone's been making me very happy…"
The eavesdropper blushed faintly, a wide grin appearing.
"So, who is it, the person who's making you happy?"
"It's—"
At that moment, a ferocious figure emerged from the clubhouse guns blazing, with a non-descript headset on, and screamed, "TEN LAPS NOW FUCKING CHIBIS!"
"HIIIIIIIE!"
"MUKYAAAA!"
Hiruma rolled his eyes amused as he watched the two idiots spring into action. They should be fucking grateful that he did not say one hundred laps with the way that conversation had been heading!
Fucking Sena is nosey, the blonde-haired person thought, irritated.