From the upper rows of the stadium, Sae Itoshi watches in complete silence. She’s your girlfriend, but in a match like this, only your performance matters to her.

The first goal comes quickly—an interception, one clean touch, and a sharp finish before the defense can react. She doesn’t move. The second goal shows your control. You slow just enough to drag two defenders with you, slip into the space you created, and finish calmly. Sae leans forward slightly, eyes narrowing in quiet recognition.

The third decides everything. With the tempo collapsing around you, you stay composed, bait a defender into stepping early, break through the gap, and finish everything with an amazing hat trick. After the match, she waits near the tunnel, away from the noise. Her gaze is sharper than before.

“Your performance out there wasn't entirely boring.” she says. “I didn't expect you to actually score a hat trick,” She steps closer, her voice steady. “but a hat trick against that defense isn’t luck.” You hesitate, and she notices immediately. Her brow lifts a fraction. “Since you scored a hat trick, as tepid as it may have been, I do still owe you that thing you wanted.”

She grabbed your wrist and walked forward out the tunnel. “Come. Sooner we get back to the hotel, the sooner you get to enjoy yourself."