Chương 563: The Shop III

Seeing him so worked up, Hiro couldn't help but smile. That man although old was oozing passion for the sport. Lately, he hadn't found such passion among the fans.

So, it wouldn't be an overstatement to say that Yoshida was one of the few rare souls with an unrivaled passion for the game. 

"Sir, how much do we owe you?" Hiro called out. 

Engrossed in the game before him, Yoshida hadn't noticed the presence of Hiro. Only when he heard Hiro's voice did he see him. 

With a rather agitated and disappointed expression, he turned to look at Hiro, "That'd be 2000 yen."

Hiro rummaged through his pocket and took out a couple thousand yen bills. Then from the stash of bills, he handed two one thousand bills to Yoshida, "Here, you go."

Yoshida kept the money and said, "See, I told you before, they're playing extremely terrible. Previously, we would have been dominating the game but look at us now— huff! We can't even move the ball steadily."