Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

It's been a month since I was a freshman in high school, and it's May.

I was enjoying my days in the football club.

"Hmm. If you've been playing all football, this week's going to be over in no time, right?

Today's after-school club is over and I take a breather as I get dressed in my room.

High school life was considerably fuller than I thought. It is indeed a pleasant day.

By the way, the basic schedule for weekdays looks like this:

· Aoi and voluntary practice in the early morning

· Take serious classes in the morning and afternoon (but also sneak training during classes)

-Two hours of work after school.

· Voluntary training and physical care when you get home (homework is done in school)

It was like this every day.

I have memories of my previous life, just like in my junior and middle years, so I don't get to spend time studying.

Even in my high school life in shame, I was able to focus on football.

Let's just say it's quite an advantage compared to the other classmates taking time for school, homework, and play.

And weekends and holidays are, of course, spent a day of football threesomeness.

I played clubs and practice games and my free time was encouraging sunflowers and genuine voluntary practice.

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"Hey, how's our department doing this year?

"Yeah, that sounds pretty good."

The seniors dressed together in the room are making some kind of joke.

Apparently, it's about the recent accomplishments of the department.

I'll keep my ears open while I get dressed too.

"We've been in practice since April, no miracle loss..."

"Oh, because last year we still fought more than each other against a worn out opponent..."

Indeed, our club had not lost a practice match with other schools so far.

The seniors are in a good mood for it.

"Maybe we suddenly got better?

"There's no reason for that, is there? One-on-one situation on that evidence, you don't have teeth in a mighty school, we do."

"Ha ha... you sure are!

As the seniors laugh masochistically, our club's personal level is not that high.

Anyway, the other mighty schools have attracted talented players from the beginning. Compared to that, an individual's abilities are different from the beginning.

"So. So why aren't we losing these days?

"I don't know... it's easy to play football these days, isn't it? The path passes well or is easy to move..."

"Oh, I thought so too!

Is that my influence?

I was moving in the shadows during the club. Move at the center of the game so no one finds out.

I'm sure the seniors will be able to move easily thanks to that.

(Shut up... so far the Shadow Tower operation is going well... I have a good experience and it has become quite a special training...)

Listening to such seniors' bickering, I look back at my movements during the game.

Among the top players in the world in previous life were players of all types.

Some of them are “Shadow Tower” type athletes.

It's about the players who dare to do plain work and contribute to the team to keep the ace strikers alive.

I'm also the type of person I've never practiced before, so I learn a lot during my club.

I miss you a little because of that 0 goals 0 assists.

But I can't help it either. Let's be patient until we get to know each other.

"Speaking of which, the path from the Coata is kind of easy to shoot, isn't it?

"If you ask me that, indeed..."

Suddenly the seniors' topic flew over here.

Maybe they found out?

Even if they find out, there's nothing particularly troubling about it.

But it's a little embarrassing to be asked a lot.

And he said, "I'm two parts in Germany, but I was in an adult professional league! 'I'm quite ashamed to say it from myself.

But if the seniors ask me, I need a proper answer.

Anyway, I'm an important teammate in high school...

All right, I'm ready.

Seniors.

Ask me anytime about my past!

"But it's a plain Korta play..."

"Oh, right. Maybe it's our fault. Anyway, good luck with your next practice game for the next summer tournament!

Is that it?

You're not asking me anything......

I unwittingly eat my shoulder blushes as I wore myself to answer everything.

But I was just a little ho.

"All right, let's eat croquettes and go home on the way home!

"Right! If you're too hungry to have it home!

The seniors who have finished dressing are somewhat upbeat.

There was a butcher shop near this school.

The croquette there is a naughty sensation for an eating high school student. Looked like I was going to eat.

(That store's croquette...)

I'd love to try the audible ole too, but I've actually never had one.

Because I always come home with a dash. I've never bought or eaten with anyone in the club.

"Hey, we're going for a year!

"What, us too?

I was suddenly surprised because they called my name.

Did they read my mind?

Are the seniors in this club Esper?

"Oh, my department's doing great these days!

"And if you see the Yodale of Coata, it's pathetic not to be extravagant!

"Yodale? Oh, yes, it will be a treat, seniors!

Sounds like I was drooling a ton of yodales at some point when I was listening.

The seniors who saw it said they would treat the croquet.

But delightful words of invitation. I'll respond immediately and finish dressing in a dash.

(Buy and eat with everyone on the way home from the club... this is the first time it feels like this...)

After getting dressed, I was excited to head to the grocery store.

When I was in elementary school, I belonged to Hiromae Riveriro's club.

I'm still in elementary school, so after practice, I went straight home and had dinner at home.

I suddenly belonged to F.S.V. in Germany when I was in middle school, so it's not a place to buy and eat.

When it came to diet, F.S.V. 's dietitian managed it properly.

This is my first experience with teammates buying and eating after football.

That's why I was excited.

With that feeling in mind, we arrive at the grocery store.

We all ordered a 60-yen croquette.

"Senior, it's delicious! This croquette is really delicious!

I scream unexpectedly.

It wasn't flattering or acting, it was really delicious.

The croquette of the vegetable shop after the club activity was exceptionally delicious.

Such a delicious croquette is the first level of excitement I've eaten in my life.

"Oh, hey, Coata... you don't have to be so impressed"

"Oh, you're right. Also, if you win a miracle in the next practice match, I'll give you the luxury!

I would have been too impressed.

The seniors took care of me.

What a chance they have of eating croquettes next week.

"Yes, senior. Good luck with your next game! For the croquette here!

I raise my voice unexpectedly.

But the shoppers around me saw me.

Awwww...... this is a piece of shit you really need to be aware of.

(But the club activities are fun...)

Amongst other things, I felt happy.

I can't tell anyone, but I lived an unfortunate life in my previous life.

There were some of those negative effects, and nobody had any friends in high school.

Because I was only studying to grow up fast.

(You feel like a youth...)

So the atmosphere in this section is the high school life you experience for the first time in your life.

It complemented my own youth, which I had lost, little by little.

(All right, let's do our next practice game!

This is how I smelled a little sweaty, but I was enjoying the atmosphere of my new youth.

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Then a few days later, it was about one day in May.

"All right, let's hurry up and go to the club!

After all the afternoon classes, I'm still flying out of the classroom today with a dash.

The classmates invited me to play, but I said no because I have a club.

I'm sorry, guys.

Football is the most important thing in this world.

So Shibuya's youth after school, give me another chance.

With that in mind, I head to the second school garden for club activities.

"Hmm?"

It is on the road like that.

I ran into a suspicious group behind a school building.

There were always a few men and women in places where no one was present.

(Wonder what? In a perfect place like this?

The second school yard practiced by the football club is outside the school.

So behind the school building on the road, there's usually nobody there.

I'm wearing our high school uniform, so I'm pretty sure it's for my students.

Are there friendly people out there?

I was curious. I moved from running to sneaking. And then I sneak up on my ears.

"Hey, did you look at the letter?

"Let me get back to you, okay?

Get out of the way.

There are people close to each other...... it wasn't.

Obviously not.

Sounds like something serious.

Involved is one girl of the same year. I could tell by the color of the uniform tie.

Apparently, it feels like three boys upper classes are blocking the girl's direction of progress.

"It's so hard, don't do it, okay?

We're just gonna talk a little bit.

"I'll just say it again. Get out of the way."

Men's upper classmates feel a little challenged.

Not a country yankee, but a little gala feels like a bad player style.

In contrast, a year old girl has a troubled atmosphere.

"What, that attitude?

"Don't get on with it because you're just a little famous!

Oh, this is a bad situation.

The upper classmates are kicking ass against a girl with a cold attitude.

She was trying to surround the girl with a nigga and a dirty grin.

I convert my legs to the club at once.

"Uh, can I have a word? Looks like I'm gonna get my mouth out of the side..."

I was acting before I thought.

Interrupting his way to the club, he dashes into the center of that commotion and jumps in.

"Become? When did you get here?

"I didn't hear any footsteps, this guy ⁉"

All of a sudden I showed up, so the upper classmates were surprised.

The shadowy queer was coming out.

"This kid obviously hates it, don't you guys? I think this kind of thing only works against both sides."

But now is not the time to care about that.

I try to protect the girl and stand up to her.

Now that I am a junior, I say in a polite tone, so that I can do it peacefully.

"Ah ⁉ what's that, Temee? You must be a year old, right? You're so busy!

"Oh, you're going against the three of us?

"You can't live in this school, can you?

My persuasion was pointless.

The three upper classmates are excited.

It's pretty clean, and it's staring at me and making me awesome.

This is a mess...... apparently it's air that can't be discussed.

But we need to do something for the girl...

"Ooh! I'm gonna make you cry!

It is then.

One of the guys in the front suddenly hit me.

(No, all of a sudden ⁉)

It just developed into something.

Nolu Coata's previous life and the "track record of fights" in this world are zero fights.

I mean, for the first time in my life, I got into a fight.