The bell above the door jingled as the team piled into the family restaurant, the scent of grilled meats and fried food immediately washing over them like a warm, comforting blanket. Seiryuu High's flag football team looked like they had been through a war, their muscles aching, their jerseys still faintly damp with sweat. Yet, the exhaustion couldn't dim their spirits. A hard-earned victory like the one they'd just secured made the soreness feel like a badge of honor.
Aiko slid into one of the booths, sighing in relief as her legs finally got a break. Across from her, Kaminari plopped down, his body sagging against the cushion. "I'm so hungry I could eat a whole cow," he grumbled, scanning the menu with a fierce intensity.
Sota, sitting next to him, chuckled. "Don't think the budget's going to cover that. Keep it realistic."
