Javi smiled faintly at his son's words but said nothing.
Marco sighed, closing the folder. "Well," he said, leaning forward, "that might actually work in your favor. Because Hardung called me yesterday. They want to renegotiate your contract — probably to make sure no one else tries to lure you away."
"When?" Javi asked.
"First meeting's in two days," Marco replied. "I'm going to drive a hard bargain. You've earned it, Lukas. They need to know they can't just keep paying you youth wages while the whole world's talking about you. Also, you'll most likely be a full German international during the coming international break, that should raise your salary a lot more too."
Lukas smiled lightly, shaking his head. "Do your best, Marco. Just… don't take it too far, yeah? I want to stay here. For now, at least."
Marco chuckled, nodding as he gathered his things. "For now," he repeated with a grin. "That's how every fairytale starts."
