Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

Mid January.

The battle for the final qualifying round of the Asian District continued, betting on his participation in the Olympic Games.

Japan breaks through the qualifying league.

of tournaments to fight in the next eight countries, manage to win the first round.

This brings us to the top four.

One more win and within second place will be confirmed and you will get the right to compete in the Olympic Games.

Two games is a battle you can never lose.

The Japanese team was all wrapped up in tight air following the first round.

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"No, I'm getting nervous about today's game."

Just before a game of two such tournaments.

Among the Japanese stammers, there was only one player who was not nervous.

"Coata, in this heavy pressure, you have a lot of room..."

"I can't believe we didn't get breakfast through the knode because of nervousness, Courta..."

"That's a big guy..."

The other representative members say that to me was Nolu Kota...... me.

"Oh, that's not true. I'm all nervous too! We will also give you the best in today's game!

Apparently, he had an extra face.

It's before the game, this isn't good.

I pull my face off.

(Dangerous, dangerous... Knowing history, don't let it get you down...)

I was in a good mood for a reason.

Because today's two rounds will be won by Japan.

In other words, the right to compete in the Olympic Games has been confirmed.

(History shows that in today's game, Mr. Okawa doesn't turn up... I mean, it's okay for me to just be on the bench. History doesn't change!

In history, Japan wins two games today, three to zero, pleasantly.

The reproduction would be perfect, as the members are also properly aligned according to history.

I'm the only person on the bench waiting for someone different from history.

(I miss not being in the game, but I hope we work hard in the next final!

As long as we can break through two games today, Japan can compete in the Olympic Games.

And then there will be no problem, even if it does not follow the historical reality.

(Anyway, feel free to watch the game today and enjoy watching football!

While practicing on the pitch before the game, I am so determined.

I like to play soccer.

But I love watching football just as much.

The waiting time my other teammates are tickling on the bench is also the best time for me to watch the game.

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"Hey, Japan (Japan) No. 14!

That's when I was practicing just before the game.

The 14th best person in Japan... I speak English and can speak to someone.

Who the hell is that?

Right now, on this pippi, even though there are only players from both countries?

"Oh, you..."

It was the athletes of the Asian countries who have spoken up.

On the other person's face, I look familiar.

"Ka, Mr. Carlo!?"

'After all, was it a coata? Long time no see.'

The player is Mr. Carlo… an opponent who fought only once during the U-15 international game five years ago.

He called me when he remembered me.

'Welcome, long time no see, Mr. Carlo! Glad to see you again! I watched your work in Europe on TV! Shake hands, please!

I get so excited about the reunion.

Anyway, Mr. Carlo is an amazing player.

He's one of the few Asian superstars in his previous life to produce results in the European League.

He was also slightly 19 years old in this world and had made his professional debut in Europe as early as possible.

While studying in Germany, I saw this Carlo in action.

This guy is one of my favorite players, and five years ago, he exchanged uniforms.

I'm really glad to see you again with such an amazing player.

'If you're going to say that, Coata. You did a better job in Germany, didn't you? The big jump in F.S.V. was rumored to be in my club. "

Oh, my God. Even Carlo knew about me when I was studying abroad.

Especially when F.S.V. confirmed the winner in the shortest ever in a two-part league, he said, was a topic among European players.

'Ugh... that's a little embarrassing, but I'm so glad, Mr. Carlo!

Praised by Carlo, an amazing athlete, I immerse myself in a whirlpool of joy.

The German League of this era is not yet widely known in Japan.

So everyone in Japan knows about me from the F.S.V. era is equal to none.

There is no trouble taking the blame for asking questions because of it.

But nobody knows about the F.S.V. era, which, to be honest, was a little lonely.

Within Europe, the German League is at a glance.

It is with the greatest pleasure that Carlo praises us in that.

"Of course there's going to be a coata today, isn't there?

'Is it today's game...... so far it's a bench start, but depending on the circumstances you might be on your way'

Carlo asked me, so I answer today's schedule.

But I feel sorry for myself.

Because today I am the last man on the bench.

"Hmm. You think that coata's a refrain? So if the Japanese representative is in a crisis, do you think you're coming out?

'Oh, for once, I don't feel like there's a zero chance of that happening either...'

Answer successfully.

But I know there will be no crisis in Japan.

Because I'm going to make a big deal out of it to keep up with history.

Of course I keep that to everyone.

"I've been enjoying today's rematch with you for five years. Be sure to pull you out. We'll see you later on the battlefield, Coata!

That's what Mr. Carlo leaves behind.

It was at the time of my cool departure and it was a pretty temperamental word.

(What... later on the battlefield...?

I'm left alone, tilting my head.

Because Carlo's country and Japan don't hit it in World War II today.

Or in historical fact, Mr. Carlo's country should be in the first round, losing to other Asian countries.

But Mr. Carlo was in a uniform for the game, and he was here now.

What does this mean?

"Hmm?"

I turn my gaze to the stadium's large electro-optical bulletin board.

There was a big name written there for the country that was going to compete with Japan.

"What? Huh?

Check against the country, I lose my word.

Because a country different from the historical reality of previous life is Japan's counterpart today.

(What the hell is this all about ⁉ History is changing ⁉)

I never imagined this would happen.

I basically don't look into opponents beforehand.

That's why I completely forgot to confirm the opponent.

(We need to find out what caused it anyway!

To the exact difference in history, I dash onto the Japanese bench.

And we'll be checking the detailed data on today's opponents.

I look in particular at the data from Mr. Carlo's country over the last few years.

(Seriously? On second thought, Carlo wasn't chosen as this Olympic delegate in his previous life...)

Next, in my mind, Carlo from a previous life will search for data when I was twenty.

He is indeed an amazing player, but he should not have been chosen as an Olympic representative in his native country.

(What does this mean...)

Where has history changed?

I have no idea.

(But this data sucks...)

It was undoubtedly up to Mr Carlo that today's opponents have made the leap so far.

He has grown rapidly at higher speeds than in previous life.

The momentum had taken the dots around, and the final qualifying round had come as far as two games.

That's all the data on the bench proves.

(What the hell caused Carlo to grow so fast on the team?

Where I don't know, there may have been some cause to move history.

The discrepancy between his data on the bench and my memory of my previous life… comparing it to five years ago, when I fought mine.

From then on, Mr. Carlo can read it like it's growing rapidly.

(Anyway, it could suck as it is...)

I'm in a hurry alone on the bench.

Because today's opponents are powerful enemies.

No... that player named Carlo is quite the enemy.

(This is a mess...)

Football is a mass competition of eleven, but it can change dramatically depending on one player.

The emergence of just one amazing player had led to many times a huge leap forward country.

In this case, that Mr. Carlo.

The horror in his production is best known to me, who desperately suppressed it five years ago.

The rhythm of his play is unique and will never be stopped at first glance.

No one will be able to stop Carlo, who has grown even faster since then, with today's Japanese stamens.

(Maybe the danger of Japan losing...)

With great anxiety, we entered the second round of the tournament.