Go Ahead
Three...two...one...ZERO!!
...TOUCH DO-WN!
Mamori suddenly felt the air erupt around her as multi-colored confetti and cheers filled it, so loud that everything, even the ground, seemed to shake around her. Glancing around through the rain of paper and people, she vaguely noticed how she had unconsciously grabbed onto Suzuna in a rib-crushing hug as they jumped in place. But the young girl darted out of Mamori's arms in the next second to run across the field to Sena who looked like he was going to collapse any second. Mamori only watched them embrace for a second before her eyes continued to travel around the celebrating mob. She felt her body start to finally move and she could faintly feel the slaps on her back in celebration as she saw many familiar faces.
Finally, as she took her arms away from a hug with Monta, her bright eyes fell on a blotch of bright blond hair. Making a bee-line towards the color, having to elbow people away, she couldn't help herself from putting a slightly hesitant hand on his shoulder.
She didn't know how he managed to feel her light touch through his protective equipment or with the fact that his body was probably numb from all the work and tackles he'd put it through, yet regardless, he did and turned to face her.
Unwillingly, Mamori held her breath as his sharp eyes made contact with hers.
When he cracked that trademark devilish smirk, she felt like her face was going to split in half if her smile got any wider and before she knew it, she felt herself crying fat tears of happiness.
Letting her body take control, she launched herself at him with a loud, happy yell that mingled with his deep laughter.
"You won! You WON! WON!" She couldn't help but finally yell out over his shoulder as her grip tightened around his neck.
"Damn Manager, WE won." He corrected, voice loud to overpower the yells around the embracing pair.
"I can't believe it." She continued to choke up as sobs wracked her thin body, burying her pretty face into his shoulder pads so that the others couldn't see how emotional she was getting.
Hiruma continued to let his genuine laughter spill out as his exhausted arms continued to hold her up against him, the smirk on his face just as wide as her smile.
"Yeah, me fucking either."
