There is no looking back, Xiaoliang.
Hayami Saku sat up and watched Kise Ryota gradually run away, and finally faded out of sight.
We have all been abandoned.
After gently patting the football in his arms, Hayajian Shuo lay down on the lawn again.
From now on, if I don't have Xiaoliang playing football with me, I might feel lonely.
PS. The male protagonist of this article is a football boy, so there will definitely be more descriptions of football than basketball.