Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

"August 5th" came.

Today is a special day for Japan.

For the first time in decades, there will be an Olympic Games in Japan and an Olympic Games in Osaka.

National teams have come to Japan long before the ceremony.

They were pre-accommodating in camps across Japan.

Japan's summer is one of the world's most challenging climates with high temperatures and humidity.

The national teams were trying to adapt to the Japanese environment in order to achieve medals.

Japan had also been visited by tourists from all over the world for a few days.

Their purpose is to watch the Olympics.

Combined with a summer vacation, he came to Japan in front and toured all over Japan.

The whole of Japan was thriving on the unprecedented Olympic Fever.

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"Oh! Finally, it's our turn to enter!

In the meantime, I was also the biggest fever.

Now in the middle of a hosting ceremony.

I, the representative of Japan, will be marching into the center of the stadium.

"Well, thank you to all the Japanese players!

It took guidance from the staff.

Finally, it's our turn to enter.

(Ooh! That's a great audience! And so gorgeous!

Get an inspiring voice as you move inside the stadium.

But you mustn't make odd noises here.

Marching on the streets of the rehearsal, to suit everyone around us.

(Wow! There's going to be an Olympic Games... I've really been chosen as a delegate...)

In the wake of the fever of the ceremony, I feel it again.

I represent Japan in the Olympic Games….

Whoa, you shouldn't.

Even if I'm impressed, the march needs to be properly aligned.

Which, to. Which, to.

All right, you did good.

The march was also successfully completed and we were able to align ourselves on rehearsal street.

Exactly perfect.

Rarely concentrated. Good luck.

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"Hmm... it was fun, but you're nervous and tired..."

The athlete's entrance march is over.

I'm back in the stadium backyard.

Free from unfamiliar tensions, your whole body looses its power.

"Ah, Mr. Hyoma! The ceremony was amazing! The march was nervous, but you had fun!

"Oh, right. Speaking of which, Coata, you, your hands and feet were marching together."

"What, hands and feet? Could it be... all the time...?

"Oh, all the time. There was a funny march from start to finish."

"Oh, no..."

What an admission, public and private, I had my hands and legs out with me.

Incidentally, the ceremony is broadcast live throughout the world.

Billions of people around the world have seen me acting strange.

and ho ho......

It's pretty embarrassing, though it's already past.

When you go to school after the Olympics, everyone in the department and class will be sure to laugh.

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"Coata!"

That is the time.

A woman spoke to me in the backyard.

It's been over a year since I've heard this voice, and I look back.

"Elena ⁉"

It's a beautiful blonde girl who's been speaking to me.

It was Elena Vasmeyer, the owner's warrant for F.S.V., whom I took care of in Germany, and a classmate.

"Long time no see, Elena! But why here ⁉ and why in Japan ⁉"

Suddenly things got confusing.

This backyard can only be entered by Olympic delegates from around the world, as well as officials.

And yet Elena, who's supposed to be in Germany, why are you here?

Why are you wearing a cute German ethnic costume?

"Mr. Courta, that's because we Germans are going to be in Olympic football, too."

"Mr. Yulian ⁉"

A blonde young man came from behind Elena.

This man is Elena's real brother, Julian Vasmeyer, an ace of F.S.V.

He's my former teammate's genius player.

"I see, that's what happened!

With Mr. Julian's appearance, the situation has taken hold.

Germany is also a strong football country in Europe. The Olympic main battle is also a regular country.

He was also in Olympic football this time.

And F.S.V. is now a strong club in the German one-part league.

He was the central figure of F.S.V., and just twenty-three years old, Mr. Lillian, was chosen to represent him.

I totally forgot to check this out.

But why is Elena the outsider here?

"Excuse me for being an outsider, Courta! I'm an Olympic football German team, special advisor and interpreter!

"Oh, you know what, Elena! I'm finally catching up on my ideas!

Elena is a slightly 16-year-old girl, but has more knowledge and brains than an adult.

Football expertise in particular outweighs directors and coaches as well.

Even more Japanese and German half, so the job of interpreter is perfect.

Even the German representative would have been very active as a special adviser.

"So, but... I really missed Coata and I was forced to come to Japan..."

Elena has said something in a whisper, turning her face bright red.

"Hmm? Something, I said, Elena?

"No more! I'm not gonna tell you twice. So! Because Coata is really as blunt as ever!

"Hahaha...... sorry, Elena"

"Damn, if I coax... I'll forgive you for that smile"

Bright red in the face, angry or laughing, Elena is as expressive as ever.

Just being together makes me fun too.

"Hey, Coata! Long time no see!

"We're here too!

I'm not gonna let you tell me you forgot!

'Long time no see, Courta!

Following Elena and Mr. Julian, the German team came.

A dozen muscle-running athletes have pushed me in front of them.

"Everybody? Everybody, the Olympic German delegate, you were chosen ⁉ Really, awesome! Congratulations! '

They are football players in Germany.

Two teammates from the F.S.V. era. The other dozen are players from rival teams.

They are all familiar with each other.

"Coata, you, why did you leave F.S.V. all of a sudden?

'That's right! F.S.V. Without you was so unresponsive and boring!

"Well, I'll tell you. Oh, my God, you're always suppressed by the coata, and you're down to the year stick!

'Ha ha! It's hard when you say that! Hey, guys!

"'' Right!

Shortly after I answered, everyone had spoken one after the other in German.

They are all familiar and important football buddies.

irreplaceable companions and rivals in Germany.

They are great people, who put their minds through soccer balls.

'Hey, you guys are making too much noise! This is the venue for the opening ceremony of the Holy Olympics, so be quiet! Plus you'll be having trouble with the coater!

"Shit, Elena, your lady's here!

'Hey, guys, run!

Chased by Elena, everyone in Germany runs away like a child.

Usually Germans are a serious people.

But in these festivals, there is such a fuss.

"Haha... something like this, it's been a long time"

Seeing such a good opportunity, I'm naturally grinning.

The backyard was getting busy all at once.

It was all about me and it was as fun as it was in Germany.

"I'm sorry, Coata. Everyone in Germany is making a scene."

"No, it's okay, Mr. Julian. I'm glad to hear it."

I really enjoyed the surprise appearance of everyone from the German era.

It was like coming to a reunion, a series of surprises and thoughts.

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'Oh, that sounds fun. Mix the clams, you two. "'

It is then.

I can talk to someone from behind there shouldn't have been anybody.

Moreover, in Italian with Onei tone.

"...... eh ⁉"

Suddenly, I accidentally leak my voice.

But this Italian sounds familiar.

"Mr. Leonardo ⁉"

It has been a neutral Italian with silver hair who has spoken up.

Leonardo Ricci, a young command tower, of the prestigious club Uvetos FC, which is winning Serie A.

"Oh, you remembered Atashi's name properly, kitten. Glad to hear it." '

'Of course it is! Because you can't possibly forget the name and face of the Ace of the Juvetos FC in the world!

No one is a football-loving race and doesn't know Leonardo Ricci's name and face.

Of course, I'm one of my favorite players.

I'm so happy to see you again.

Is that it?

But why is Mr. Leonardo here, too?

"Of course, I'm here to represent Italy, kitten."

'Well... you did, Mr. Leonardo!

Italy, like Germany, is a strong football country in Europe.

He was also entering this Olympic Games.

Leonardo, the same age as Julian, also came to Japan as the Italian representative for the Olympics.

'Courta, you look like this. Leo is pro-Japanese. Half of it is for Japanese sightseeing and gourmet food. "

"Oh, great win, Julian. That's a good way to see through Atashi's mind." '

Mr. Lillian and Mr. Leonardo have been football buddies and rivals since they were little boys.

Private and friendly, the hanging conversations are as interesting as ever.

'And the fact that gourmet is what it's all about is actually a big win. The biggest purpose of Atashi is to taste the kitten and the little tiger there together. "'

Mr. Leonardo's gaze is directed at the two Japanese.

One of them is called Kitten, me.

And the other one was behind me in silence, a wild tiger...... it's you, Hyoma.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to lose to the Italian delegate."

In the words of Mr Leonardo, Hyoma, you answer in Italian.

Declare with a sharp eye.

"Oh, you're so strong, Tiger? Japan does have good players. But you must have felt it in Italy, too, right? Japan will have a few more years to achieve results in the world... No, it will take more than ten years. '

Mr. Leonardo will now respond to your words.

Sounds pretty much like a statement from above at first glance, but that word isn't a mistake.

Japanese football has been able to produce results in Asia.

But most of the qualifying league defeats in the big world tournament.

Differences in levels exist between powerful countries in Europe, South America and Africa.

"Japan's football history is shallow indeed. But in the football world, one player can dramatically change the team. It's me, and it's Coata here. '

I will answer you further, Hyoma, there was no stray.

I declare head-on against that Leonardo Ricci in the world.

"You're a child tiger and a kitten...... sounds really interesting. I look forward to fighting them in the final tournament. I'll see you later." '

Mr. Leonardo has a suspicious grin on his mouth.

And he walks away with a throwing kiss.

(Hmm... Mr. Leonardo, as always, was a personalized person...)

An Italian superstar walks away and I take a breath.

It is a strange oneye character like that in private.

But on the pitch it changes like someone else.

With overwhelming skill and power, you drive your opponent into despair.

I've only fought twice in the UCL Young League, but I still remember my fears then.

(But a rematch with Mr. Leonardo... I'm really looking forward to that!

Leonardo Ricci and his own style of play are a little similar.

Offensive MF positions that give each other passes.

With judgment and insight, there is also a close playstyle to preface the opponent.

Just for the record, it could be Mr. Leonardo's subordinate compatibility performance.

But that's all the challenge and worth it.

(I want to go to the final tournament! No, let's definitely go!

Japan also needs to move on to the final tournament in order to fight the Italian representative.

I relive my temper.

All right. The opening ceremony is almost over, so suppose it's time to go back.

"Hey, Coata."

That's when.

I can speak up to someone else.

Now it was in Spanish.

'What?'

It has been a young man in a Spanish uniform who has spoken out.

I remember that face.

"Serbio, you ⁉"

It is you, Serbio, the Spaniard, who has spoken out.

"You remember me, Coata!

Future superstars carrying future Spanish representatives and Spanish leagues.

In his previous life, he dominated the European Champions League six times.

Five team wins in the Spanish League.

He has won six awards for Barron Doll, which is presented to the world's highest athlete.

"I've been enjoying seeing you again!

I haven't seen Serbio Garcia again in five years.