Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

In Italian land, I reunited with my former teammate, Hyoma.

I decided to ambush him at a less exciting stadium athlete's exit.

It's been awhile since the game ended, so the Italian team should be out soon.

I mean, Hyoma, you're coming.

Shit. As much as my heart was about to burst, I was thrilled.

"" 'Oh!

Likewise I was waiting for you to come out, the Italian support group speaks up.

A Uvetos U-18 player came out of the exit.

The support was flashy celebrating the team's victory as the instrument rang.

It's not much of a sight in Japan, but it's a sight often seen in German leagues.

"" "Sawam-rah! Sawam-rah! Sawam-rah!

One of the particular shouts was your name, Hyoma.

He scored two points in today's game and contributed greatly to the team's victory.

"Mr. Hyoma! Mr. Hyoma! I'm here!

Don't let your supporters beat you, I'll scream at the players too.

With all the crowds, I still don't see you, Hyoma. But I'm sure he's on that athlete bus.

I wanted you to be aware of my presence somehow.

But in this support group crowd, reunion can be difficult.

"Hey!"

"What?"

That's when I can speak to someone in Japanese from behind.

Who the hell would that be? The man wore a hat deep and hid his face.

"I knew it. You were here, Courta"

"Ah! Mr. Hyoma! Mr. Hyoma!"

"Why are you here in Italy? Anyway, now it's this mess. Tomorrow afternoon, are you in this city, Courta?

"Yeah, I'm here!

"Then come to this map store tomorrow at 12: 00. That's where we're going."

"Tomorrow at noon...... yeah, I get it!

The paper handed to me by you by Hyoma had a map of this city printed on it.

Details of the store are written at the end of the tourist map. I think I can do this alone.

"Bye, Coata. Tomorrow."

"Yeah, tomorrow! Because I'm definitely going!

You were in a hurry after the game, Hyoma. Stay on the athlete's bus.

We're going back to the clubhouse, and we'll probably have a meeting.

"See you tomorrow at noon Hyoma... oh, I need to get back on the team too!

Soon, time went by.

If I don't go back to the hotel where the team stays myself, I'll get a big eyeball from the director. Shit.

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The next day.

It's the valley day of the game, so there's no F.S.V. Young practice.

After the morning meeting, I was free in the afternoon.

"Is it the store here?

I got to the rendezvous store just before 12: 00. Check the name and map of the sign.

During his previous life as a salarier, he also had dealings with Italy, so he had mastered Italian reading and writing in everyday life.

Well, by way of example, I watched Italian football online and studied on my own.

"Uh, in the name of Hyoma Sawamura, I was meeting you at 12: 00."

Give your name at the entrance to the restaurant.

Ask the staff to escort you to your seat.

There was a leopard in private clothes before I was guided.

"Ah! Mr. Hyoma! Long time no see! Long time no see really!

"Hey, Coata. Don't be so loud all of a sudden. Anyway, sit down and calm down."

"Oh, right. Ehehe......"

Shit. I was so excited, my voice was getting louder.

This is a stylish Italian restaurant, so you have to watch your manners.

"Two of these lunches of the day"

Hyoma, you were calling the clerk and ordering food in Italian.

The way I'm used to it is cool and I can't help but see it.

And unlike my nasty personal clothes, Hyoma, you decide to be stylish.

He was putting sunglasses on his head with the collar (Eri) of a shirt from an Italian brand up. He's like a real Dada guy, and he's really cool.

"Can I ask you first, Coata?

"Yeah, what? Ask me anything!

Leopard, is that the first thing you want to hear? I'm worried too.

"Well, let's go. Oh, man, what were you doing right now?

"What? Yes, it hurts... it hurts, Mr. Hyoma..."

Hyoma, you were quite angry.

He pinched my temples with both fists and made a gritty attack.

This is a scolding attack that was always made on you as a leopard when I accidentally made a mistake in elementary school.

It hurts pretty bad, enough to crack my skull. But I really miss this pain.

"I miss you! Where were you playing soccer, even though you promised, without even telling me your contact details?

"What? Promise contacts?... Oh, speaking of which!

You freed me from the grizzly attack, Hyoma. Yours, in that word, I remember.

That was after the sixth grade graduation ceremony.

That's when I decided to study in Germany with my father. Hyoma, you also heard about studying in Italy. [M]

That's why they both promised to contact me with the address and contact details of the city they live in once they had moved out.

I completely forgot to contact you.

"And you, without telling anyone in Japan where to go, would you have left the country? There was a local Corta Death theory out there, right?

"My theory of death? Ah... if you ask me..."

When I left Japan, I was really bummed. I've been spending a lot of time without giving anyone in the area my contact details.

Is that why coaches and juniors were surprised when they returned home on New Year's Eve?

Or my sister's sunflower.

Tell the people of Riverillo about your brother's work in Germany, right?

"But your brother said," If you fail in Germany, it's embarrassing, so don't tell anyone! ♪ He said, right? ♪ Aoi, I kept my word!

Such a sunflower objection was heard in my brain.

Ah! Speaking of which, I did.

The culprits of the Corta death theory were all on me.

(But I don't know anything about my presence in Germany, I don't know what else to do)

The German trilogy and two-part leagues of this era were still minor in Japan. It would not be impossible for anyone in Japan to know.

Also, I have very little personal information on the F.S.V. homepage.

Or my player's name is “Courta Noro”, so I guess nobody can find it.

If you look at the search site, you won't see my presence.

"I forgot, I'm sorry, Mr. Hyoma. I totally forgot to contact him because he was a bummer and he played football all the time"

"Oh man. Anyway, I thought that was it. You're still missing, Coata."

"No... it's not funny"

Finally, Hyoma, your anger has subsided. I have the usual bitter laugh.

"Soccer training... for that matter, you seem to be working pretty hard?

All over me, Leopard, you've turned your gaze.

It is a sharp observation eye, as always, that discerns all of this.

"Right, are you trying your best to be me? Yes! I live in a German city now!

"Right. Now that the appetizer is here, let's hear it slowly as we eat."

"Yeah, you are! Eating."

While I eat, I talk about what I can do in Germany.

Having a letter of reference and going to take the school's admission test.

But that the school was a test for two adult armies.

He said he was lucky enough to take that test and fight mixed up with adults in a two-army game.

That he was then promoted from two armies to one and challenged into the German three-part league.

Having managed to win a three-part league and have been fighting in a two-part league since this season.

In Germany we meet all sorts of people and explain that it's a fun day.

"This is like a fabrication story, but it's true, Mr. Hyoma!

It is life in Germany that is not realistic by explaining it again.

Because a regular Japanese junior high school student, albeit in a trilogy league, was getting results in an adult German game.

"Was it? But I believe you. That coata... you should get it done before breakfast."

Hyoma, you listened to me to the end. [M] That's all he believed in about Germany.

"Hey, next time, Leopard, let me hear your story, okay? Hyoma, about this Italian of yours!

Soon the lunch course was dessert time.

Eat a delicious dolce and talk to you, Hyoma.

"Are you talking about me? It's not funny..."

Hyoma told me quietly as you put your mouth to espresso.

Having traveled to this Italian land with my father after I graduated from elementary school.

So he took the Juvetos U-15 admission test and told me that he passed in one shot.

"Pass the Uvetos U-15 test in one shot ⁉ Awesome, that's you, Hyoma!

"The level of the Italian admission test was high there. But since I was in Japan, I've been empowering myself."

That's what they say, Hyoma. I turn my gaze to your whole body.

He had grown quite a bit since he was six years old in elementary school. He was supposed to be fourteen the same age as me, but he was over 175 cm tall.

The thighs are also stiff, as can be seen from the top of the slim pants.

"After passing that entrance test, it's a set course. I was promoted to the U-18 category with results from U-15 competitions in Italy."

What... Wait a minute, Mr. Hyoma.

I talk normally, but that's not normal, even if it's a deal.

Either way, the Uvetos FC he belongs to is one of the top clubs in Europe. Clearly, it's not the same grade as our F.S.V.

Yet I can't believe that someone who is only fourteen has been promoted to U-18, and he's a regular player with a number 9 on...

None of my previous life's memories had such an amazing Japanese athlete.

So much so that the Hyoma of this world is on a different dimension.

"But I knew. Hyoma, you're amazing..."

Hyoma here is clearly living a different life from the “Hyoma Sawamura" of his previous life.

In my previous life, I was chronically untrained and cared for by my talents and ended up with a J2 stop when my injuries made me cry.

(But leopards in this world you are greedy than anyone else... you are so hard at work and trained that you are scared)

With the relentless effort added to his natural talent, he was now about to blossom.

Shinsesawamura Hyoma has pushed far beyond the limits of the Japanese.

And we will continue to look up, Don.

Perhaps this man is trying to challenge a height no Japanese has ever reached before.

"If you're gonna say that, you're more abnormal, aren't you? Normal Japanese junior high school students can't be regular players in the German League"

"What... but in my case, it was a three-part or two-part league..."

"Hmm... as usual, that's dull. But it looks like you."

Hyoma, you have a gentle grin as you drink your espresso.

I don't usually show it cool, but it's an occasional look.

These kindnesses were no different than they used to be.

"Well, the F.S.V. affiliation means you're going to the game tomorrow, too, right?

Such a leopard's expression suddenly changes. He asked me with a sharp gaze.

"Yeah, you are. I'm the captain of F.S.V. Young..."

"Right. That's looking forward to tomorrow's game, Courta."

Tomorrow's UCL Young League game will be between F.S.V. Young and Uvetos U-18.

I mean, me and Leopard were supposed to fight.

"Yeah, I may be careless, but I'm so excited too! It's the first time we've fought each other, Leopard..."

Until now, I have been a teammate with you. [M]

There have been red and white fights and one-on-one fights, but that's only as a teammate.

This was the first time we had ever fought in a real game.

"Oh yeah...... you're really looking forward to it, Coata. Then it's time for me to go home."

"Are you going to practice independently, Mr. Hyoma?

"Oh, yeah. I can't help it because I need blood. You, too, Coata?

"Yeah! I was a wuss too!

We were thinking the exact same thing.

My soul was getting hot listening to each other in the exotic.

For tomorrow's game, I want to go back now and practice for myself.

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Hyoma!

"Oh, Coata"

This is how our reunion as friends ended.

The next meeting will be on the battlefield tomorrow.

They were relative as warriors to show each other their growing moves and power.