Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life

This year's all-Japan boys' soccer tournament starts.

Our team also arrived at the venue.

"As always, you're an amazing number of people!

I'm excited about the enthusiasm of the venue I haven't visited in a year.

Players and associates from teams from 48 provinces, gathered from all over the country. With a total of more than a thousand people, the venue was busy.

The venue is the same as last year, a sports center in Kagoshima Prefecture. Sometimes the event is winter in late December, and they will be held in the warm South.

They used to be held in Tokyo and Kanto. It was hard snowing during the game then, I've heard from the coach.

Compared to that time, we were happier in winter in the South than we are in elementary school today. It's a beautiful day.

"Look, leopard, you and Aoi! There's a new event corner over there! It's called a" lecture by a former Japanese delegate "over there! Awesome!"

The festive atmosphere surrounds the venue of the National Convention this year.

Sponsored event booth tents lined up with various experience corners.

The highlight of the year is a lecture by a former football Japanese player.

But I'm in the middle of a game, so only my parents can listen. Apparently, the theme is "Football Parenting”.

I also wanted to go ask if I could.

"Hmm? Is that TV station coverage? Wow! I want to see you too!

Could the J-League or the Japanese delegates be in good hands? Compared to last year, the venue for the National Convention was booming.

TV stations and newspapers from all stations had come to cover it. I shoot and interview everywhere.

"I wonder if that is looking for a future j-leger..."

Previously, Japanese athletes were also active in this national tournament when they were in elementary school.

People in the press will also want footage of the next superstar of the future.

I'll be on a special shift someday, and I want to be interviewed.

"Oh man. You're still meeher, Nolu Courta"

"That's right, brother. It's embarrassing, so please be quiet."

Even in such a festive atmosphere, Hyoma, you were cool. Plus, my sister's sunflower was grown up.

I don't want this. I calm down.

I was really a football geek in my previous life, my temper was out.

Even though my mental age is 31, I'm embarrassed to shake it. We need to be a little more adult.

"But your brother's right, you're so enthusiastic..."

Sunflower, who first participated in the national competition, was a little nervous. I wander around, I'm slightly restless.

Perhaps the other teams walking around look like they're all good.

I'm nervous and I'm squeezing that little hand.

"It's okay, Aoi. We're strong. 'Cause last year was the top 8...... and we're going to win the whole country this year!

This is neither convenient to reassure Aoi nor my chronic mind.

Again and again, our team, Hirosaki Liberillo, is really strong.

It could be a small football team in the city, like anywhere else.

But he didn't even beat the elite J. Junior team.

"Nolu Kota is right, sister Nolu. With me and you brothers and sisters, there's no one to be afraid of. And five or six years of seniors."

Hyoma, you encourage sunflowers too.

His father is a famous former J. Rieger. So since you were born, Hyoma has seen the professional football industry, too.

Such a leopard. Your football analytics are accurate. It's a true and reliable word of encouragement.

"It's unusual for Sawamura to praise us for our senior students."

"Right. Maybe it'll snow today! Ha ha ha..."

The captain and the sixth graders who were listening in the back were laughing with a not-so-loud face.

Now I can tell you, Hyoma, when you were promoted to the athlete's course. Sometimes team play with these seniors wasn't going well.

Lonely genius skin leopard and his classmate Ments have been bumped.

But not now.

Since last year's top eight defeats, this team has been a single rock.

"Bye, Coata. And Sawamura. We're going up to the ground first. We'll meet up later."

"What, Captain? Why are you going first?

The captains notice something.

Then we head to the pre-game upstairs first. Me and Leopard, three more sunflowers will be left behind.

"Look, you've got guests. Well, good luck, Coata."

Hmm? Customers?

Who the hell is here?

I turn the direction the captain pointed.

"Are you..."

"Long time no see. No. 14 in Hiromoto Riverillo...... No, Nolu Kouta. And Sawamura."

There were three football boys there.

They wore a marine-colored uniform based on blue-white red, often seen on J-League TV.

That's an elite course for football boys, a testament to the affiliation of J-League's lower organizations (academies).

It is one of the junior teams that football boys from all over Japan admire.

It's been a long time.

I say hello to the three people I know.

Visitors are the winning team of last year's national tournament.

He was the three aces of the Yokohama Mariners U-12.

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"It's been a year. Looks like Mariners have been doing well so far this year."

I greet the other three.

In this day and age, we can check the results of district competitions around the country in online news. Besides, the prestigious J Junior team can also be seen on the video site.

Over the past year, I've been secretly watching information on the Yokohama Mariners U-12 online.

They have won district and provincial tournaments with more than last year's combined strength.

"Hiromae Riverillo won the district and prefectural tournament."

Surprisingly, the opponent knew about our team.

Last year we lost the quarterfinals, we were looking into Hirosaki Riveriro. What the hell, why not?

"You guys were the hardest fighters at the last tournament. And our director said," Just watch out for Hiro Liberillo. "

The Mariners captain answered my strange face.

It's my bad habit to get right on my face. Next time you need to be careful.

Nevertheless, it was surprising that he had been so vigilant to last year's champion.

"Then Sawamura...... last year in the Upground, I'm sorry to say something bad. Sorry."

The three Mariners honestly apologize to you, Hyoma.

Last year, I was reflecting on what I was looking at downstairs.

"Hmm. I don't mind being small. Keep your head up."

Hyoma, you didn't care about last year.

He had not only a calm settling, but also a generous heart. I knew he was amazing.

With that said, I heard it from you before. [M]

From an early age, he said, "Parents' Seven Lights! 'And they were told by fellow members of various teams.

Being too talented and being deprived of regulars by younger people. That seems to have been the cause this time around.

"Besides, if you're a man, let's put up a fight in the game. We're waiting for you in the finals."

"Right, Sawamura... don't lose until the finals."

Match table for this year's national competition.

According to this, the only way we can fight the Yokohama Mariners U-12 is in the final game on the last day.

In other words, Hyoma, you and the three of you recognized each other as rivals. as a strong enemy to be fought in the final.

"That's the line over here. Anyway, I... my team has grown stronger. Many times last year."

Hyoma, you treat your opponent well. [M]

We were raising ourselves as we burned each other's rival minds.

It is a hot development as if it were a sports comic book.

I knew you were cool with leopards. People who are talented at football are like whatever they say.

"Sawamura, I know that. And Nolu Kouta. I'm not underestimating you this year... as a Tressen selection class, let me hit you!

"Heh... I'm in the Tressen selection class?

A serial development suddenly burst into flames at me.

Unexpectedly, I make an unexpected strange voice.

Somehow Tressen's selection class is the equivalent of an elite institution that brings together outstanding football boys from all over the country, that is, the honor of an amazing elementary school student.

"You guys better not take a sweet look at this guy. If you don't think of it as a U-12 class, you can't stop it."

Something leopard to you, I'm going to get on with that story.

What the hell is going on, both of you?

Tressen selection class, U-12 representative class... you can't reward me with anything like that.

"Hey, if you'd just shut up and listen, excuse me! Your brother, not to that extent! I'm going to be one of the top players in the world and I'm going to be named MVP in the world!

I even broke into my sister's sunflower there. My sister is angry with the awesome sword screen.

This is a bad situation.

"Yeah...... and. Ladies and gentlemen... it's before the game, so please take it easy..."

Three Yokohama Mariners, you, Hyoma, and Aoi, mainly me. The triangular triangle zone is formed.

I'm in the middle. I'm awkward. This is too tight a space to breathe in.

"Then Sawamura, and Nolukouta too. I'll see you in the finals..."

"Oh."

Hyoma, you guys were in the closing of the serial expansion. The three Mariners are leaving.

Return from the strained air to the calm air.

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Hmm... I'm glad nothing happened.

Especially when my sister's sunflower gets excited, I don't know what to do.

I've hit the captain's head with a priori, and I've hit the ball.

"Nevertheless, Mr. Hyoma. Earlier conversation... you're looking to win, aren't you?

His line earlier was a little unexpected.

Because the leopard feels dry somewhere.

His father is a famous former J. Rieger. He also grew up in the elite and knows the world at national level.

That's why I used to be objective about winning against my team.

"Surprise? If you're like me, even if you don't win the national championship, the J-League scouts will come."

That's the same story I heard from you last year, Hyoma. The National Convention was only a crossing point and a cool one.

"But 'cause I like football! Definitely go for the win!'... so. I'm sure I'll win this time."

"Mr. Hyoma... that dialogue..."

That dialogue is what I said just a year ago.

It was an unexpected word against you, Hyoma, before you were cold somewhere.

"You guys are mistaken, so I'll correct you. I like football more than anyone else in the world."

"Mr. Hyoma...... yeah. I love football so much that I can't beat it!

My heart trembles, and so do I.

For the first time, Hyoma, I felt like I could hear this from your mouth.

I knew you were awesome, Hyoma. He really cared about football and Hiro Liberillo.

"The sunflower also has soccer...... hmm? I like you as much as your brother!

The sunflower was also under tension.

I like it for my real sister! I'm ashamed to be told, but I also feel happy.

"All right, let's join the seniors and get ready for the game, Mr. Hyoma!

"Right, Nolu Coata... No, Coata"

Huh?

Now, Hyoma, is this the first time you've called me by the name below?

"Hey, Mr. Hyoma. Call me by the name below again!

"Shut up. Let's go."

This is how our national tournament this year begins.

This year's Game One is one of the mighty teams.

But now my tension was at its peak.

I didn't feel like losing to any opponent.