When she saw her son standing up again, chatting animatedly with his friends as if the incident earlier was just her vivid dream, Minami could feel her legs buckle instantly. All the tension that kept her on bay a moment ago vanished, and a deep, relieved sigh escaped from her mouth.
"Haha! I told you, Higo-san, your son is tough! If not, my son wouldn't bother cursing about him over and over again!" The old man who introduced himself as Makino's father laughed boisterously.
"Yes, Minami-san, it is good that everything is okay!" Hiroshi's mother also came and patted her shoulder gently.
"Still, I have never expected that football is such a dangerous game!" Another woman—Minami had lost track already of who was who—frowned. "Maybe I should talk to my boy about it when we are back."
