"FUCK YEAH!" Hiroshi, the assister of the goal, roared immediately when he saw that the ball was hitting the net. He turned around, running at Kenji with great enthusiasm before jumping on the boy's back, getting himself in a piggyback pose. "COME ON, YOU BASTARD! YOU SCORE THE SHIT, MAN!"
Right after that, Hori followed, with Takaaki, Usami, and Denki coming from behind. They all took their turn in hitting the boy hard, wanting to express their enthusiasm here.
"Fucking hell, Brat!" Hori laughed, slapping the boy's head hard. "You scare the shit out of me, you know?! What the hell is that last fake?!"
Denki also followed, looking at his friend with a stinging side-eye. "Who are you trying to act cool for? Your fans are not there, you know?!"
"Bah! Let him be!" Takaaki laughed his ass off, losing his coolness for the first time in this game. "He deserves to have a moment of his own, you know?!"
