Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life

Dim early morning practice area at 4: 30.

Leopard challenged you to a serious battle.

"Let's go, Courta!

"What, wait, you leopard ⁉"

Suddenly the reaction was delayed.

Leopard, your chute pierces the goal behind me.

Serious bullet shooting you only show in the game.

Hyoma has seriously challenged the battle.

"Wait, wait, you leopard. What do you mean, battle?

Suddenly I can't follow my head.

Why have you suddenly challenged the battle now?

Why do you look so scared, Hyoma?

"Coata. You said you got a scout for the Yokohama Mariners?

"Ugh, yeah. That's right."

Where did the information leak from?

The coach and his parents should not have told anyone.

"Master Yokohama Mariners Scoutman came to me and to me. I've offered to ask you out, too."

Right, did that Scoutman slip his mouth?

No... no.

Leopard dared you to ask me out, I would have offered you something about me.

Says he's got a good teammate with him, reassures him. It would be a technique to acquire.

"Hyoma, how did you reply?

"I said no. I turned down all the other scouts in the country."

"What..."

In reply, I lose my word.

Not just the Yokohama Mariners, but the other J-League scouts said no?

So, Hyoma, what do you do after graduation...

"I've been abroad since April, and I decided to study soccer."

"What, Hyoma, are you studying abroad...?

It was even more shocking.

Hyoma said you would study abroad at the same time as you graduated from elementary school.

Instead of this city, it will leave Japan.

"Oh well... I'm going to be separated from you Hyoma..."

Now I can tell you, I had a slight hope.

“I'm gonna be a teammate with you at the Yokohama Mariners."

Depending on the choice, such dreams are not bad either...... I was thinking slightly.

That's why I was lost until this morning.

"Coata, what are you going to do?

"I..."

I couldn't give you an answer.

After graduation, I wasn't sure what to do.

Moya Moya in this heart is blocking my thoughts from speaking.

"Hmm. So play serious with me! It's a one-on-one fight!

"What, but why at a time like this...?

"We're retiring tomorrow. I'll settle!

"Ah..."

In your words, Hyoma, I notice haha.

Retirement game tomorrow.

Today will be my last day to be able to compete one-on-one.

It's the last time I'm a regular member of Hirosaki Riveriro.

The one-on-one total with you, Hyoma, that started in sophomore year, was 990 wins and 990 losses.

It was five minutes each other until yesterday.

I mean, if we don't settle today, we can't win or lose.

"But now I'm not in a position to compete..."

"Hmm, that's sweet. Were your thoughts on football to that extent?

"What? Mr. Hyoma...?

I looked down at the exact question, and I looked up.

"If Serbio Garcia and the rest of them see your negative face now, they're gonna be sad!

"What, Mr. Hyoma... what are you talking about?

I didn't expect that word from someone I admired.

I didn't understand why you said that.

"'Was Nolu Coata's thoughts on football to that extent?' I hear that. '"

"Stop it, you leopard! No matter how many leopards you..."

I guess I'm angry now.

He makes fun of his thoughts about football and is unprecedentedly furious.

My whole body was getting so hot that it seemed to boil.

My heart was so hot that I didn't even know it.

"Hmm, nice face...... let's go, Courta! Let me see what you think!

"That's our line, Mr. Hyoma!

Before I thought about it, my body was moving.

I'll do everything in my power to block you, Leopard.

Take the ball by mistake and get in shape.

"We're going this way next!

"Oh, come on! Coata!"

One-on-one battle begins.

But I've been practicing a little differently.

Because we've been saving each other so we don't get hurt before.

"Come on, don't do it, Coata!

However, this one-on-one was not mutually beneficial.

It didn't matter if it was offensive or defensive, it was completely open from the start.

"Damn, that's right, you leopard!

It was a fierce serious battle.

When attacking each other, they dot each other with maximum attack power.

Even on defense, he desperately devours his opponents

He hits his body, grabs his arm, and hits him with foul criticism.

It was a serious game.

"Coata, how about this!

Hyoma, you've been more serious. [M]

I give the engine gear a step up and it stirs up at a tremendous speed.

This is a special drill I showed you at the U-12 World Cup.

Even that Serbio Garcia pulled away, it was an inasmuch dribble.

"Do it, Mr. Hyoma. But I can't even lose!

Without losing me, I'll give you one step of gear.

Inject all nerves into reflex nerves and concentration.

Roll out this one or the feint and predict your next move ahead of the reacting leopard.

"Don't do it, Coata! You're as amazing as ever!

With physical abilities and talents, I can't beat you, Hyoma.

That's why I'm going to use all the technology I have.

No spare time to serve here.

We will use all technology and moves.

"But I'm growing, too!

The motion changed when you attacked Hyoma.

It was a feint dribble that I had never seen, due to the sharp difference in relief.

"Wow, Mr. Hyoma... I never had that move before..."

It wasn't a national tournament last month, it was your original move, Hyoma.

You mean you've mastered this in the last two short weeks?

It's an incredible passion for football.

"But I'm sorry, but I have new moves too!

"Damn, it's still a moves department store. ⁉"

We play with each other's moves.

We bump into each other's forces and challenge them to battle.

Unlike at games, there is no time off.

It is always a full-scale disease.

I won't lose my mind for a moment. Continue the battle.

Carry the ball, unplug the opponent and shoot the ball.

Play defense, don't let your opponent pull you out, take the ball.

Simple but intense defenses are carried out even.

How long have I been on the practice field and all I can hear is the sound of dribbles?

All we've heard is each other's rough breath and the sound of running with spikes.

I kicked the ball in and the only sound the net was shaking.

We were even going after the ball.

It was like the day I first kicked a soccer ball, kicking the ball carelessly.

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"Ha... ha..."

"Ha... ha..."

How long has it been?

Me and Leopard were falling into the practice field.

Stamina went to zero because of all the fierce defense.

In the center circle, we were lying on our backs and falling in.

"Ha... ha..."

"Ha... ha..."

In the early morning silent practice area, the sound of their breath but ringing.

It is in a state where the body is unable to wake up, even if it is barely awake.

"As always, that's a tremendous technique and defense...... Courta"

"Hyoma, as always, was too aggressive and beautiful..."

Finally, I could only speak out.

I look up at the brightening winter sky as I lean on my back.

"I will tell you now that after two summer holidays, Hirosaki Liberillo was going to quit..."

Hyoma, you started talking.

That was four years ago now.

Hyoma, on your sophomore summer vacation, I was talking about when you came to this practice area.

"I still remember that day when I met Kota."

"Yeah, I remember you, too, Hyoma."

I remember that day clearly, too.

All of a sudden I came to the experience, about a boy named Hyoma Sawamura.

About the day I met an amazing player who overwhelmed even seniors with overwhelming talent and skill.

I remember as vividly as I remember yesterday.

"The only thing left for me in Hirosaki Riverillo is Kota... thanks to you"

"What...? Mine?"

To my exact confession, I lose my word.

It was the first thing I heard.

"Oh, yeah. Until then, I didn't like football..."

Hyoma, you told me about yourself.

Since birth, his father has been a professional football player.

If you noticed, you were playing football yourself.

But be good in a while, that you were floating in your age.

There were childhood experiences like that, and Hyoma couldn't get attached to football.

"But I was shocked to see you play. I was having fun playing football with you too, look at Kota..."

Oh, my God, meeting me had changed your fate, Hyoma.

We were supposed to live in this city in Hirosaki Riverillo.

I've never talked to you like this before, Hyoma. [M]

It's a very comfortable time.

Maybe for me, who was lost, Hyoma, you've been seriously challenging me to battle.

I dare you to piss me off to clear the fog in my heart.

"Speaking of which, Coata. How... are you lost?

You are such a leopard. [M]

I'm worried I'm lost.

If this happens, I'll have to be honest with you.

"Mr. Hyoma, do you know the social team in this city?

"A social team? That weak team?

"Yeah, you are. You're still weak."

The city's social team was still struggling in regional leagues in the province.

Even small and local football boys have low awareness.

"Actually, I love that team. So I want to be on that team in the future and do my best!

"Hey, a guy like you, you know... no, I'm sorry"

You thought you made fun of my favorite team.

Hyoma, you're going to correct the words.

"Yeah, I'm fine. My dream is to join that team and go for J1. I have a big stadium in this city and I dream of playing there..."

I speak of my secret dreams.

Joining a small local team now and in the future.

Promote with J3 and J2 on that team and go for J1.

You have a football stadium in this city and you want to play there.

What I want to tell children and adults in this area about the fun of football.

I can't tell you I was reincarnated.

But other than that, I put all my dreams into words.

"Is that a J-Team and a stadium in this city... that's Tsu's way, Courta?

"Yeah, it's really tough."

Even social teams in small local cities can theoretically be promoted up to J1.

But there are a lot of problems for that.

To the cost of building a multi-billion yen football stadium, such as the mobilization norm of thousands of spectators in every game.

The hardest part in particular is winning the league.

There are thousands of social teams across the country.

Among them, the only team that can reign in J1 is the 20 or so winning teams.

Simply calculated, it's a dream story with a chance of less than 1%.

"But this is my dream. Playing on J-League teams in this city…"

Such a story is a dream story that no one would believe, even if it were normal.

But this was my biggest dream.

It's a payback for the local team that saved me from a previous life in despair.

"In this little city, J1's stadium and team... hmm. As usual, that's a big one, Coata."

Hyoma, you listen to your dreams to the end.

The voice was somewhere envious.

"Then you are the best in Japan... no, you need to be one of the best players in the world. That's the way to go."

"I can't believe you're one of the best in the world... but maybe you are, Mr. Hyoma"

I notice your words, Hyoma.

Indeed, if there is even one of the world's leading players, the possibility of dreaming increases.

That's why I can say that I'm trying.

"If Coata struggles, there's still a 5% chance that her dreams will come true."

"I can't believe it's 5%... but maybe you are, Mr. Hyoma"

Hyoma, your calculations are correct.

Football is ultimately a sport played by eleven.

There's nothing I can do about having just one amazing player in the club.

Modest players to further support, as well as club receptionists and supporters.

J-Club needs a lot of people.

"So I'll help you when I grow up, and then you'll be about 11%."

"What... Mr. Hyoma... is that...?

That was just a suggestion.

You agreed with my dream. [M]

"To do that, Courta, we have to be the highest players in the world."

"Yeah, you are!

Become the highest player in the world.

It is a magnificent goal that I have never thought of before.

But now I'm starting to feel strange about it coming true.

Because a friend named Hyoma Sawamura is next door.

"Is that you, Hyoma? Isn't that weird, by the way, that 11% calculation you just made?

It is 10% in equals because it is 5% x 2 people.

It was a weird number no matter how it was calculated.

"I'm 6%, that's 11%."

"Uh, no... a one-on-one battle is a total of 1,000 wins and 1,000 losses, even though I'm a winner"

"Don't be silly, Coata! Though I will win 1001 wins and 1000 losses in total, ⁉"

"Is that right?

"I don't know, I forgot too. I don't remember the last of the battles that I fought earlier..."

"Hyoma, you too? Actually, I don't either!

"At all, a guy named you really..."

We laugh at each other as we lean back on the practice field.

How long was the laughter going to resonate in the early morning practice area where no one was present?

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That's how I set my course.

“Be one of the top players in the world."

That's why I decided to jump into a tough world.