Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

On the road to after-school clubs.

I was sold a fight.

It is the first rough thing in my life.

"Ooh! I'm gonna make you cry!

The opponent is an ill-galled trio of senior students.

One of them came from the front, and suddenly he hit me. It is a massive right punch that looks painful.

(Whoa, seriously ⁉)

Avoid the target's punch on the brink, stunned (neatly).

This is a bad situation. We need to work something out.

"Uh, gentlemen, please calm down. I think fighting is bad on school grounds. Look, if I go through a teacher or something, I think your path sucks."

Attempt to persuade again while dodging.

The opponent is a Japan-based high school student in a rule-of-law state. If you preach reason, you'll understand.

"Hang on! Don't worry about that!

"This back road won't let Senko through!

"Give it up, a year boy!

But persuasion was counterproductive.

The three get even more excited and beat up.

From now on, the three of them have released a punch to hurt me.

(Indeed. Normal people don't go this way. What's wrong with this…)

While dodging all their punches, I spin the idea of a solution.

How do we get through this situation?

Is there any way we can fix this so no one gets hurt if we can?

"You're a stubborn guy, Koitsu ⁉"

"Hey, pinch it back and forth!

After all the punches, the other three become even more excited.

I've been under siege, turning down my exit route.

Awww... in this situation, persuasion would be impossible anymore.

(Best ops to get away with, but I have that kid...)

I seek another solution while quickly avoiding it.

The girl, who was at the heart of this noise, is still here.

I've been watching the boys fight from a distance.

Maybe I'm scared, my legs are dull, and I can't get away with it?

Then I'm not the only one running away.

(I can't persuade you... I can't even withdraw... OK, then! I have to solve this with my strength!

While avoiding the three rushing attacks, I was ready.

I hate rough things, but there are times when a man has to move on.

Now we have to fight to protect the weak girl.

I avoid the three rushing attacks sully and decide to be ready to fight.

"Ha, ha... this kid is too much to do..."

"Often, look and beat him up! In stature, we're better off!

The three men, on the other hand, who were in a series of empty swings, were already out of breath.

Now stop the futile streak and siege me with a twist.

(It's a fight... it's the first time but if you think calmly, you don't feel like hitting punches of this magnitude!

They're advanced and taller than me.

But I could see all three previous punches.

I'm incredibly calm because of it.

('Cause football games are many times scarier than these henna chocolate punches)

For me, who has been in the German professional league, the attack of the upper classmates was no fart either.

Anyway, professional football games are more intense than you're watching on TV.

(The foreigners are less than half...)

Playing with them...... the battle, even if I just remember, is a fierce battle with cold sweats coming out.

The inflexible Germans come tucked as hard as heavy tanks. If I eat properly, I'll blow up the power for meters, too.

South American athletes have also cleverly used their arms to obstruct the referee so that he doesn't find out.

Among them, the clever play known as "Maricia” is exactly equal to a hands-on offense.

The European League combined the speed of the players' play with the speed of the martial arts.

(Compared to that one, these three previous attacks feel cute......)

For me, who has fought so hard with them, the attacks of ordinary high school students seemed to stop.

It's not even a fart, like the attack of this senior student, who's only tall and not trained.

All right. I'm getting some cool thinking.

Suppose we finally move on to a counterattack?

"Hey, you're not gonna hit the punch at all!

"Damn! Catch him and stop the move!

"With power, we're up here!

The three, on the other hand, have changed their operations.

Seeing as I'm not fighting back, I'm going to make it an operation to catch you.

The three of them surrounded me and ran into each other.

(I see. Is that operational change clever? But!)

It was easy to avoid the three knockout assaults.

But I dared to take it.

Dodging it like this won't free the latch. That's why we challenge the battle from the front.

"Yikes! We finally got him!

"Let it fall with power, crush it!

"Let it be!

I was caught by the three of us.

The opponent is confident of victory.

He thinks he can take advantage of the difference in stature and defeat me.

"Oh, hey... you guys, do your best..."

"Don't be silly... we're doing everything we can..."

"This guy doesn't move like a rock..."

But I never fell.

Even if caught by the three of us, maintain the balance while standing.

The opponent has tried to push further in, turning his face bright red.

But it was also a wasted effort.

("This is the top in power"? I hope you don't lick the world of professional football too much!

Shout in your heart.

Because I wasn't losing my power to my classmates.

Indeed, this one is two years younger in the school year.

But my powers were greatly enhanced by three years of German training.

Even in a simple muscle battle, he was beyond the normal senior year of high school.

(And it's not just power. “Don't Fall” is important in European football…)

As mentioned earlier, the European League is fierce.

So to counter that, the body balance of a leading football player is unusual.

Eating shoulder tackles like a strong DF heavy tank doesn't disfigure them.

The secret was cultivated with authentic training, an overwhelming sense of balance throughout the body. And it's the awesomeness of a forged trunk.

(And when it comes to body balance, I'm just a little confident...)

During my German training years, I worked out its trunk thoroughly.

Somehow the opponent's DF team crushes me with power.

That's why they had a lot of training to keep them from falling.

(The top players distribute their power while successfully absorbing their opponent's pressure... like this!

It's time to settle.

I use the simple power of the three to escape from the wheel of capture at once.

"Ugh, wow ⁉"

"Yes, it hurts!

With the sudden disappearance of me at the center, the three of them lose much of their balance.

They fall to the ground with their heads poked at each other, as they were at the front.

"This guy... he's a martial arts user..."

"Ah, aikido or something... don't be alarmed..."

"Yu, I won't forgive you..."

The three of them had stood up, but the stamina had already expired.

We've been emptying everything we can from the start.

I would have run out of stamina because I don't usually do any workouts.

(Oh man... haven't you given up yet? Okay, what's going on?

Whatever you think, the battle was on.

But the upper classmates won't retire. I'm still going to fight, even though I'm flirting.

Apparently, you don't know the difference in strength from me, the athlete.

You can leave like this, but it's going to be a hassle after this.

I will go to the same high school in the future, so I want to work something out.

Well, what's the matter......

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"Is that it? Is that a coata?

That is the time.

A third party came behind the school building.

"Ah, General Manager! And the seniors!

It was the seniors from the football club who came.

I'm on my way to the club after class, just like me.

Really? If you think about it, will only the football players go through this back road?

I totally forgot.

"What's this, Coata?

"Actually, General Manager..."

After seeing three run-down third-year students out of stamina, the manager makes a rugged face.

I explained the circumstances so far.

That the girl from that year was in trouble.

When I tried to convince him to stop it, he said he was beaten up by the other guy.

Of course, I'll be honest with you.

"I see, I see what's going on, Coata. Well, those three...... you got your hands on our juniors, you guys ⁉"

After hearing the circumstances, the general manager suddenly changes his expression.

I got a horrible look like a statue of Jen Wang.

At the end of that gaze are three of the causes of this commotion.

"Hey, he's... three pairs of bricks..."

"Um, the soccer club... Was the kid earlier possibly a year in the soccer club ⁉"

"That“ thug is a junior too ”... Shit, run!

In the wake of the director's ghostly stare, the three shudder.

And he runs away somewhere with a dash as it is.

I ran out of stamina until just now, but it's a brilliant run away.

"Oh, you got away? That's boring...... but now, you're all right, Coata! Ha ha ha ha..."

"Oh, thank you, General Manager"

The trusty general manager helped me and managed to close the place.

Nevertheless, those three were quite frightened of Senior Wah...... General Manager.

Why not?

Besides, the general manager's transformation just now...

Let's sneak up on the senior three years you've been here with the general manager.

"I'm sorry,“ the thugs are brittle ”...?

"Until junior high, he was pretty rambunctious, and he was afraid of the poor in this neighborhood, Courta."

"I see, was that..."

I'm convinced to listen to my senior.

Indeed, the general manager's physique is very large and muscular, even in the third grade.

Plus, he's been judo and football since elementary school, and he says he's been working out his body.

You won't be opponent for half the defect.

But isn't the fight a mess in the football club?

"It wasn't until junior high school that Wah was fighting. So I'm fine now. They're not gonna get their hands on Coata anymore."

"I see."

I was horrified to hear the senior explain.

Neither do the nasty folks at this school basically give a little bit to the athletes.

So the three of us earlier said we wouldn't have to worry about it in the future. Now the future worries are over.

"Oh, yeah. Is that girl...?

(i) I am relieved, so check the safety of the child who was involved.

I was moving in the middle of a fight, protecting her. So it should be okay for once.

But I need to make sure I'm not hurt anywhere.

"Um... are you okay? Everything's gonna be okay now, okay?

Get close to the girl just now and speak up.

Speaking of which, this kid.

She wasn't moving from the first place when she said it was all that noise.

I didn't seem scared and limp.

"You, Nolu Courta?

"Yeah, I am, but... what about you?

The girl came out with my name in her mouth with the first voice.

Apparently, the other side knows about me.

Have we talked about this somewhere before?

I don't remember this girl's face because there are over a hundred girls in the same freshman year.

"You, wonder. You don't even remember the same classmate's face?

"What? Are you in the same class? Ha ha ha ha... it's not funny..."

Apparently, the girl was a classmate.

But I didn't remember.

Because it's been over a month since I enrolled, but I've basically never talked to a girl.

I always think about football in the classroom.

That's why I wasn't conscious of women.

This has been a habit since I was in elementary school, so I didn't even fix it in high school.

"Are you in the football club?

"Yeah, I am!

She has turned her gaze to the soccer ball I had.

Of course, yes! I respond confidently.

Maybe this kid likes football, too?

Many high school girls like football because J-League has long been handsome.

"What's so fun about kicking a ball like that with your feet?

I wasn't a football-loving kid.

Instead, I've been asking weird strange questions.

"What? Is that... all of it? Soccer is all the best fun!

There are all kinds of people in the world.

So I answered well about the charm of football.

And it's football charm......

That's a surprisingly difficult thing to explain with your mouth.

If I had about two hours, I could explain it properly.

"Really? I don't understand... I have the charm of football"

"What?"

"Ah, time. Goodbye."

Yeah, good. Leave it, the girl suddenly walks away.

As if nothing had happened earlier, he simply left.

(That kid... he's cute, but he was a little unusual, wasn't he?

He was an indescribable strange child.

It felt cool and unusual.

But I didn't feel offended at all.

So the next time I see her, I need to tell her how attractive football is.

All right. This time it didn't communicate well in words, so let's think about some maneuver.

"Oh, hey, Coata. That kid was MAYA."

"Huh?"

After a while, the seniors suddenly approached.

I don't know why, but I'm pretty excited.

Or what word is that MAYA?

"Coata, were you in the same class as that MAYA lady?

"Dear MAYA (Marya), I'm not sure... she seems to be a classmate to me... Senior."

"I don't know what ⁉ I envy you, let's do this, Coata!

"Oh, the same class as that celebrity, I'm fucking jealous, Courta!

The seniors are pretty excited.

Nevertheless, the child just now...... the name MAYA (Marya). Who the hell is that?

I need to ask my excited senior.

"Oh, my God, Kota, you don't know that MAYA lady. ⁉"

"Don't you know the fashion for active high school boys? ⁉"

"Is she famous? I've been in Germany for three years, so I'm sorry..."

There was not much Japanese information coming into Germany in this era.

That's why he was in Taro Urushima.

"Still unbelievable, Coata"

"Whatever, it's that MAYA!

"Courta, that guy just showed up three years ago and he's the world's biggest hit singing princess. ⁉"

The singing princess...... awesome words came out.

"Mr. Singing Princess? Are you a singer, senior?

"Anyone in high school all over Japan... No, everyone in the world knows that, Coata ⁉"

"Oh my... what an amazing kid he was earlier..."

I finally understand when I hear the explanation of my excited predecessors.

I lose my word as I stare at the direction she walks away.

(Global singing princess... MAYA (Marya)...)

The strange girl who was in the same class was the world-famous singing princess.

Thus I had a strange encounter in a Japanese high school.