Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

“Emperor" Sawamura Hyoma.

Absolute ace striker in Hirosaki Riverillo.

He shines for the second consecutive scoring king at the National Juvenile Football Games in fourth and fifth grade.

Also last year, I was slightly 11 years old and participated in generation-by-generation U-15 Japanese delegates. This is the future Japanese ace, which made a total of five points in the Asian Games.

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"Courta, you are the captain of the general. I'm going first."

Such a leopard rushed to help me.

Stop me from trying to get ahead and move on myself.

"If you want to play, I'll play you."

Hyoma, you speak Spanish, provoke toward Serbio.

To my surprise, it's so fluent in Spanish.

Speaking of which, Hyoma, you are travelling to Spain because of your father's work. I would have studied language in that relationship as well.

'Heh, you've got a funny guy. Don't disappoint me!

Serbio smiles.

I would have felt something aura from you, Hyoma.

Didn't move from the same place until just now, Serbio Garcia moves out first.

"Now I'm going this way!

With an invincible grin, I dribble towards you, Hyoma.

Now they're attacking us.

Serbio sets up an odd foot feint.

"Ah ⁉ the move is ⁉"

I scream unexpectedly.

The feint that Serbio was about to roll out was his original eighteenth move of the future.

In this era of Japan, it was an unknown special attack that no one had yet met.

"Mr. Hyoma! The move."

"Oh, Coata. This is, right!

Hyoma, you move out, too, to interact with my voice. [M]

Prepend Serbio Garcia's feint to prevent the opponent from breaking through the drill.

"Heh. You're preventing this move of mine! Even Spanish adults can't do it. You're so awesome!

Serbio retreats once.

The ball remains intact and the invincible grin remains the same.

"I've seen that move before. I have technicians on my team who may not be good at it. '

Looking at me for a moment, Hyoma returns you with an invincible grin, too.

As he put it, I've used that feint against you, Leopard.

So it's not your first look, Hyoma. You've been stopped from dribbling Serbio.

(But even with the same moves... it's totally different from me)

While I trusted my teammates, there was a cold sweat running down my back at the same time.

I did get to see my moves now, too.

I've been a fan of Serbio Garcia since I was a kindergartner in this world.

But I saw the real thing and realized it.

Real moves are just another dimension.

Assuming I had seven ranks for the same move of my clarity, it was now Serbio Garcia's ten ranks.

It will be your physical abilities and your soccer sense that stopped you.

"Huh? Someone in Japan who can use this move? That's an interesting joke. '

Hyoma, to your casual words, Serbio's expression changes.

The cheerful grin just disappeared.

'Well, I'll be serious next time!

Serbio went into combat mode.

Become a fierce eye-catcher like a carnivore.

(That look Serbio Garcia is dangerous!

I looked familiar with that look.

That was footage from a previous life.

When the whole season Serbio Garcia decided to play super on the world stage...... it was the face of that time.

When this beastly face appeared, he pulled out any opponent and scored a super goal.

"Damn... this guy..."

The confronting leopard was losing his word.

This is a bad situation.

I was under serious pressure from Serbian pressure.

Only those with natural soccer sense, Hyoma, felt the awesomeness of the opponent as well.

(This is a bad situation. If you lose here Hyoma, his confidence...)

It is now before an important tournament.

If you get out of shape on the mental side, there is a great chance that you will get in the way of the game starting tomorrow.

Ace striker Hyoma, your malaise is a team crisis.

"No, that's all I have to prevent"

Before I knew it, my body was moving.

Before Serbio like a beast, I stand.

'Hey, get out of the way. Don't get in the way of my play, okay?

A tremendous amount of pressure flies from Serbio. You must be frustrated by being interrupted in your battle with Leopard.

A killer pressure all over my body pierces me like a jerk.

I don't know from the confrontation, it's a force to the horror.

I'm going to fall behind by accident.

"Bo, I'm the captain. A captain is a survivor who protects his people!

But I wasn't scared.

Instead, identify Serbio Garcia.

Send drinks desperately into your trembling feet.

As captain, you can never leave here.

'What's this feeling...? Yeah, you're funny, too. Well, I guess you can play.'

Serbio grins like a beast, floating in his mouth.

Change your hunting prey from leopard to me. I'm slowly approaching this one.

(If this happens, we'll have to do it!

I made up my mind.

Even if you lose like no other before the game, I'll try to kill you.

The opponent is a future superstar, but he can't leave for his people.

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Yes, Serbio's coming at us!

… that's when I thought so.

"Hey, Serbio! Stop! '

"It hurts... what, even though it was a good part of it"

There was someone who stopped Serbio.

The person wears the same Spanish uniform.

I guess he's a teammate from how they look.

'My teammate excused me. Apologize for your disrespect'

The man took the ball from Serbio and gave it back to us.

If you look closely, you're wearing a captain mark on your arm. He would be the captain of the Spanish representative.

He was a very gentlemanly athlete.

"No, we got too hot, too."

As captain, I apologize to them.

The first thing that got hot were these two teammates. Deeply bow your head and apologize back.

"Oh, that's“ Japanese-Ozigi "! Fantastic! Bye, Serbio. We're going back. The director was angry. '

'What? - That's bad. You guys, let's play again. My name is Serbio Garcia... my future superstar!

At the time of his departure, Serbio had been named after me.

The pressure like the beast has been lifted earlier and is back to a naive (tenshin ranman) smile.

And it was still Serbio Garcia himself, a future superstar nineteen years ago and now twelve.

"I'm Courta Noro."

"I am Hyoma Sawamura!

We'll call ourselves back.

As a Japanese boy, I give it back with courtesy.

"Hyoma Sawamura on Courta Noro... I'll remember. If the Fate God smiled at me, we'll meet again in the final tournament!

That's what I'm saying. Serbio's leaving.

(See you in the final tournament...?)

Japan and Spain are the exception in the qualifying league.

I mean, if you don't win, you can't compete.

(Preliminary league or... I'll just have to work hard)

The combination of our qualifying leagues is a formidable enemy.

But there's a leopard over here.

If the team can also exert its original power, the qualifying league will figure it out.

"Serbio Garcia... damn..."

The leopard you were next to was crushing small. [M]

(What... ⁉ Leopard, you?

I was stunned by the sight.

Because his legs are shaking slightly.

I was under pressure from Serbian earlier, and now I'm on my feet.

(No, that leopard...)

I've never seen him like this before.

Hyoma, you were always confident and resolute in challenging any opponent.

Even at that U-15 time, the Asian aces were not frightened of a single step to achieve results.

Yet that little battle… just for a moment, I was so intimidated by Serbio.

Not so long ago, Serbio Garcia was of a different dimension.

"Hey, Coata. We'll beat him and we'll definitely win."

"Yeah, you are, Mr. Hyoma."

We swear to each other as we watch the Spanish delegate leave.

Good.

Hyoma, your leg was shaking too. I regained my usual calm.

(But we need to think about measures to stop Serbio now. We are sure to “lose" …)

I figured it out when I confronted you earlier.

Regrettably, the potential was overwhelmingly different.

(But against future superstars, how...)

As such, time was running out with challenges.

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And the third day of France.

First, the qualifying league started.