Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

August 22nd at 6: 00 p.m.

Football fans around the world had been nailed before TV.

Kick off at seven o'clock, Olympic football finals.

A card that no one expected: Japan vs. Spain.

But both countries have won so many exciting games.

With its overwhelming offensive power, the Spanish representative has left the winning countries, including Brazil.

Japan on the other hand had not lost either.

They've left powerful countries like Italy and Germany in fever matches.

Japan and Spain.

Whichever won, it was certain that a new era of waves would come to the world football world.

What superplay can you watch in the finals?

Football fans around the world were waiting for us in front of TV.

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"Cry or laugh, today is our last game. Get everything out of you!

"" "Yes!

While the whole world is waiting for you.

Director Sawamura and the players' voices echo in Japan's locker room.

Athlete and staff motivation was at its peak.

And then wait in the locker room until the hour.

Athletes concentrate on their own.

I'm also getting more focused in preparation for the kick-off in a few minutes.

"Nolu Coata, do you have a minute?

"What, director? Yes, of course."

In the meantime, I can speak to Director Sawamura.

It was my first time calling the director before the game.

What the hell are we talking about?

We move into the soundproof back supervision room.

In a private room for two, director Sawamura quietly opens his mouth.

"Your move will be important in order to beat the Spanish representative. Especially to seal that Serbio Garcia..."

Naoto Sawamura is always cool and my paced personality who ate people somewhere.

Such a director was a slightly more serious look today.

I'm going to propose some measures to seal up Serbio Garcia.

"I see, Director Sawamura. But in order to implement this plan, Hyoma, I need your help!

Japan's first maneuver today was defensive, as follows:

Me and Leopard will mark Serbio Garcia.

That seals up Spain's offensive power.

Not bad operationally.

But I was against putting you in a defensive position.

"Hyoma, if you can, put your position back in the FW, director!

"But Nolu Kota. So it's gonna be a dot match with Spain, huh? Hyoma Sawamura at this stage is unlikely to beat that Serbio Garcia."

Director Sawamura was calmly appreciating his son.

My son Hyoma Sawamura said he was a pretty good and talented striker among the Japanese.

He appreciated that it was growing to be a rare presence in the world.

But his opponent, Serbio Garcia, is far beyond that.

A 20-year world class monster.

That's why I gave up on the dots.

He thought it was obviously reckless to bump his son Hyoma and Serbio Garcia.

"Yet at the moment, Hyoma, you may not beat Serbio in a dot match. But in 45 minutes, Hyoma, you're growing more! And ninety minutes later, Hyoma, you're bound to be a world-class superstriker, growing!

But only on this matter, I can't leave either.

According to my analysis, the overall strength of the team is overwhelmingly Spanish.

Me and Leopard, you go in the defense, you'll have a lot of chances of losing.

That's why it takes a lot of betting for a Japanese representative to win.

The only way to do this is to make an explosive evolution of a large Japanese vessel called the Sawamura Hyoma.

To do this, Hyoma, your position is only in FW and you will never get it.

I was going to give her a pass until she broke her leg for it.

"You think our leopard will be in the same world class as that Serbio Garcia? That's an incredible story, isn't it, Nolu Courta?

"Director, you are too much of an athlete, Serbio..."

In his previous life, Serbio Garcia has made incredible achievements.

Dominated the European Champions League six degrees.

In the Spanish and other leagues, he leads his team to five degrees of victory.

The nation's league's talliest scoring record will be repainted, and the scoring king will earn it again and again.

Moreover, Barron Doll, the highest player in the world, has been awarded six times to stand at the top of the era.

"But Hyoma, you're not losing either! I guarantee it! Ever since I was in elementary school, I've been watching it for sure!

Hyoma Sawamura was a J2 stop player in his previous life.

He didn't self-manage because he was too talented, and he was crying from injuries.

But Sawamura Hyoma is different in this world.

Since I was in elementary school, I have already had a professional consciousness.

I always took care of my body and did many times more training and people.

Furthermore, in a year of secondary school, I tried to study soccer in Italy alone.

We will continue to work hard at our places of study to achieve results.

And finally, he's slightly sixteen, making his top pro debut for Serie A.

Undoubtedly, we were still growing well beyond our previous lives.

"You were acknowledging our leopard so much, Nolu Courta..."

"Yes! I am the most respected football player in the world! Hyoma, you are!

Even though they are cool directors of Sawamura, they would not have seen Hyoma calmly about you because he is my son.

I can't overestimate it, and I don't want to underestimate it.

That's why I went on to advise the director, with no abominations.

No, this is my son, Hyoma. As your friend, I told his dad.

Your son says he has the best striker talent in the world!

"Oh well. Then take Nolu Kota's words... and believe my son's best friend's words, let's make a bet this time. Sawamura Hyoma is going FW! We're gonna win a dot match with the Spanish representative!

Director Sawamura got a ready look.

Believe in us athletes and go on aggressive manoeuvres.

"Director...... yes, I get it! I'm just going to tell you, Hyoma!

There's only a few dozen minutes left to kick off.

Leaving the Superintendent's Office, I'll head to you with a dash of leopards.

I'm sure Leopard will be pleased with you.

At the same time, I'm happy.

Offensive football, to challenge the Spanish representatives of the world.

(dot fitting...... you're really excited......)

The final operation of the Japanese representative was decided.

It's almost time for the kick-off.

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6: 50pm.

It will be just before the kickoff.

The Japanese and Spanish players were aligned above the pitch.

'Now I invite you to sing the official Olympic football song to MAYA (Marya) himself!

A special concert took place before the kick-off.

The first live concert of MAYA (Marya), a singing princess who hits and flies in the world rankings.

For the first time, the whole world was in love with the fantastic beauty of MAYA (Marya) and the singing of heart-shaking angels.

(Maya... I'm glad you're feeling better...)

The special effects of Seylan's disease had been effective.

The symptoms healed completely overnight.

Maya was feeling better and regaining her beautiful voice like before.

"" 'MAYA (Marya)! MAYA! MAYA!!' '

The live show was over and the voltage of the stadium's audience was rising.

'Guys, listen up. Actually, I'm called Ceylon's Disease...'

After the song, Maya confessed about her illness.

that he was suffering from Seilene's disease, a difficult disease.

that there are still people suffering all over the world.

But as long as you take the special effects that are in Germany, this is how you will be completely cured.

So those who are suffering, too, need not give up living.

Never give up what you love... that's what I told you.

(Maya...... you got the courage, you did your best)

That was a confession not in the Olympic scenario.

Confessions solidified by all staff.

But there was echo from all over the world.

It would also be a matter of time before the special effects of Ceylon's disease spread.

Thanks to Mayan courageous confessions, those who suffer all over the world are saved.

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Shortly after that, at 6: 57 p.m.

Three minutes before kick-off.

Athletes from both armies follow their positions.

I'm in the middle of a MF position to give a pass.

And Hyoma, you are the FW on the front line, which is the point of the attack.

It's been my golden position and yours since I was in elementary school.

"The finals are finally starting, Mr. Hyoma."

"Oh, right. It's taken a long time to get here."

Have the last conversation with you, Hyoma, before you kick off.

Watch the overcrowded Olympic Stadium and let the two of us get emotional.

The excitement of a full audience culminates.

But only between us was the air flowing quietly.

"Hey, Mr. Hyoma. Remember that December night in fourth grade?

"What, Coata? Suddenly, back in the day. You mean the national tournament?

Hiromae Riverillo, to whom we belong, was a regular team at the National Convention.

The free time during such a tournament was a lot to talk about with you, Hyoma.

"Yes, I'm talking about the National Convention, Mr. Hyoma. Remember the day before the finals that year, Bob and I talked about our dream in the lobby late at night at the inn?

"Oh, right. I still remember that night clearly."

The most memorable of these is when I was in fourth grade.

It was about a night alone, the day before we first dominated the country.

"Hey, listen, Mr. Hyoma. My dream hasn't changed since then..." I want to be an athlete who will make Japan and the rest of the world feel energetic in their own football in the future... "

I ended up living an unfortunate life in my previous life.

Only football, among other things, gave me bright hope.

I really had a lot of energy to live.

If I hadn't met football, I wouldn't have lived long enough until I was 31.

So in this world of retrograde reincarnation, I wanted to repay that.

I wanted someone other than myself to get better in football.

That's why I haven't taken a day off from kindergarten and have spent my whole life in football.

"I haven't changed either, Coata..." Giving dreams to children all over the world with a sun called soccer "..."

Hyoma, while you were cool, had inner enthusiasm.

His dream is to give dreams to children around the world.

For that reason, he was always playing with a sense of charm.

Maybe he's just a born star player.

"And Coata. I'll only correct one of your dreams."

"What, my dream?

Suddenly you, Hyoma, have made corrections. [M]

What the hell is this about?

"Oh, yeah. Instead of" The Future, "you're already" giving Japan and the rest of the world a sense of energy in Nolu Coata football. "

"What, I already am?

It doesn't make any difference, and I'm listening back.

"As always, you're dull for that, Coata. If you doubt it, look around you."

Hyoma, follow your words and turn your consciousness to the overcrowded stadium.

There were a lot of supporters there.

local Japan, as well as the opponent's Spanish support group

People from all over the world, including Germany, Italy and Brazil, are very excited.

"Ah... that's..."

And one of them, I look at a conspicuous group of beings.

"" 'Courta! CORTA! Coming from far east, little warrior......' '

They scream in German, F.S.V. 's support group.

He would have rushed me all the way from Germany.

I remember the songs they sing.

This is a support song (chant) dedicated to me from the F.S.V. era.

Everyone was singing a backup song, waving the sun circle.

"Guys..."

The faces of the supporters of F.S.V. could also be seen in the distance.

I only have good memory when it comes to football.

So I remember all their faces.

Everyone has always come to support me since I was in a three-part German league.

Some of them have been enthusiastically supportive of me since my two military years.

"Besides... those are all the Germans..."

Moving his gaze, there were many others in the audience.

Everyone in Germany defeated the Brazilian representative brilliantly in today's third-place decision.

"Mr. Julian and Elena too......"

Some of them are the Vasmeyer brothers and sisters.

We can both daylight each other with a full smile and sing backup songs.

Ms Lillian was active in keeping the Brazilian delegate pointless as a point of protection.

It would have worked behind Elena's measures to seal the Brazilian onslaught again.

I knew her powers as a special advisor well.

"And even Mr. Leonardo..."

In the VIP seat, a short distance away, there was an ace of Italian representation.

As promised, I'm winking at you from the VIP seat through the circle of the sun.

"" 'Courta! CORTA! Coming from far east, little warrior......' '

The circle of enthusiastic singing of support songs (chants) widens even further.

Audiences from all over Europe started singing.

"This version of the backup song (Chant) is from my time in the UCL Young League..."

The Germans weren't the only ones singing backup songs.

I was in a UCL Young League game and was on an expedition all over Europe.

Spectators from all over the country at that time would also have come to the Olympic Stadium.

This is how you still support me when I left Europe more than a year ago.

In the words of European countries, my support song is sung.

"" "Coata! Coata! From the Far East, Little Warrior......" "

Japanese lyrics will also be added to such supporting songs (chants).

Turning his gaze, there was the face of the Japanese people he knew.

"Everyone in the Liberillo group......"

They've been friends since elementary school.

During the Hiromae Riverillo era, our fellow perspired together.

He was a national football buddy who is now active in many (and also) high schools and teams around the country.

"And everyone in the football club..."

Everyone in the football club at Tama High School who is now enrolled was also chorusing me.

Some of them are seniors from last year's three years who graduated.

They were all singing my support song (Chant) with their faces bright red.

Why is everyone in Japan singing German support songs?

I found out later.

That Noro Courta's backup song was talked about on the online video site during the Olympics.

That the more Japanese delegates made the leap, the more their support songs spread.

That's why people from all over the world were singing to me.

"You're right about me, aren't you, Courta? You've energized so many people around the world with the play of Nolu Kota."

"Mr. Hyoma...... yeah, you did. I'm really glad..."

My dreams were moving forward.

She said it was just before the kick-off, but she was about to cry.

The depths of my touching chest are getting hot with ginseng.

"But, Mr. Hyoma... I want a lot more people to feel better in this final, I don't! A little greedy, don't you think?

"Oh, yeah, Coata. But I agree. I'm going to the higher world too! The battle between us is now for real!

It's still a little early for tears.

Because it's time for a showdown.

I'll smash my fists with you, Hyoma, and see how we feel about each other.

The time is just 7: 00.

The whistle of judgment is carried to the mouth.

Pippy!

The sound of the whistle of judgment echoes.

At the same time an overcrowded audience screams.

"Come on, you leopard!

"Oh, let's go, Coata!

This is how our Olympic Games and the last battle began.

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From its opening, the Spanish battle became a fierce battle.

In the first three minutes, all of a sudden Serbio Garcia decides to score.

He left three Japanese DFs behind in an instant to make a strong shooting decision.

'Let's start with one point, Courta!

Serbio, you've been provoking me with your index finger up.

Usually he has a cheerful Latino personality.

But during the game, he turns into a leopard with an aggressive personality, like a beast.

That fighting instinct was particularly high in today's game.

"Guys, it's okay. Get your dots back!

But I have a different taste today.

Serbio, I didn't have time to be afraid of your fight.

I inspire all the delegates and move on to fighting back.

"Come on, you leopard!

"Come on, Coata!

Now it was Japan's turn to attack.

A few minutes later, a pass from me will pass to you, Hyoma, who was in excellent position.

The Japanese representative catches up to the same point by deciding on a luxurious shooting as it is.

Without fear of a Spanish counterattack, the Japanese representative attacked with courage.

"Hmm? Are you going to challenge me and the dots ⁉ I knew it was the funniest, Coata! And Sawamura!

Even if caught up with the same point, the Spanish representative...... no, the momentum of Serbio Garcia did not stop.

Serbio, you've raised your attack gear a step further.

I showed it in the player village park, that gear up there.

He was the focus of an outrageous attack that hit the Japanese goal.

"Come on, Coata! Nippon! '

You scream, Serbio, the key to the attack.

Spanish football in this era is dominated by offensive football.

Deploy advanced football with collaborative, high-quality tactics.

If you find your opponent's weakness, you can go up in the DF and attack him.

"It's the second one, Coata!

To Spain for continuing such a onslaught, I allowed myself to score.

Serbio has scored two goals in a row.

We played defense too desperately.

But we couldn't contain Serbio Garcia, who was in excellent shape.

"Guys, I'm still fine! Let's change our minds!

An old Japanese representative would have been depressed here.

"Oh yeah, Coata..."

"All right, more, we're going to collect the ball before!

"We're putting the ball out on Kota and Sawamura!

"Oh! Those two would do something for me!

But the Japanese representative today has a different taste.

We have all survived numerous trials together.

It is growing spiritually large.

With such teammates, I move on too.

"Come on, let's go, Coata!

"Yeah, Mr. Hyoma!

Overall strength is no match for the Spanish representative.

However, there is a presence that can be relied upon by the representative of Japan today.

Hyoma Sawamura, a striker of nature.

If you give him the ball, Japan has a chance.

We attack the Spanish goal with strength.

"Mark number ten Sawamura!

"Noro number 14, keep your eyes open, too!

But the opponent is the Spanish defense.

Except for you, Serbio, they're all super players of the future.

I'm going to mark you as a superb leopard.

And even against me with the ball, it hit me foul critical.

An intense twitch of the opponent DF flies into my stomach.

"Shit!"

But I'm not going down.

I don't mind eating a tough mark, I'll keep giving you a pass, Hyoma.

Keep the ball no matter how many opponents you have.

As many times as I can tell you, Hyoma, I'm going to roll out the last pass.

And that path finally pays off.

"Mr. Hyoma!

"Nice pass, Coata!

I shook off the Spanish representative's DF, and my pass, which I put out with selflessness, went through.

Direct, reacting leopard. Your, brilliant bullet chute pierces.

Now two to two similarities.

The remainder of the game is just over five minutes away.

There is no draw in the final.

There will always be black and white wins and losses.

It's going to be a game of killing each other and taking one more point from each other.

All right, one more point!

If you score one more point, Japan has a chance.

Catching up on the same point The Japanese representative has momentum.

We will attack even more.

"Hey, Coata! I figured I'd keep you down and win!

"Serbio, you ⁉"

But you block my path, Serbio.

I'm supposed to be in the FW position, but I'm here to man-mark me in the middle.

"Not good!

"Once the coater is sealed, we have no chance to win. ⁉"

"Help Coata!

An agitation runs to my fellow delegates just about the enemy's measures.

"It's okay, folks!

But I control everyone.

In order to score one more point, we must not break the current formation.

I'm the only one who has to pull you out, Serbio.

"So there's no way I'm gonna leave here!

Japan's victory depends on this one play of mine.

So I can't lose either.

"Come on, Serbio!

To the genius in front of me, I dare to challenge him.

Follow the opponent's momentary gap and try to shake it off with a dribble.

"That's Coata! I've never seen such a stunning feint in Europe!

Serbio, you've been responding instantly.

More intense markings will be fortified.

The course of my whereabouts is all prevented.

(Ku...... oh my god, power and reflex nerves ⁉ now you're really seventeen or ⁉)

I've been fighting adults in German times.

But Serbio Garcia, slightly seventeen, was stronger than any of those adult professionals.

That's the super player of the future world.

At the age of seventeen, he had already gained world-class strength.

"But even me!

Still, I don't mind trying.

I've known for five years that Serbio is no match for you in physical ability.

He loses in talent, physical ability, kicking power, creativity, speed, and power.

"All right, right here!

But there was a part of me that hadn't lost either.

It is instantaneous “judgment and reflex nerve” and “breadth of field".

I've worked out thoroughly since I was young, these three are my sources of confidence.

Serbio, we're going to observe your movements together and predict where you're going next.

'Ha ha... I knew it would be great, Coata!

But Serbio, you are not the usual person.

It was overwhelmingly more powerful than it had been for five years.

With its beastly reflex nerves and physical abilities, it overcomes my foresight.

This play alone made me feel.

Serbio, you've worked so hard for the last five years.

In addition to his natural talents, he has imposed authentic training on himself.

Exactly the respectable opponent.

"Coata, put it back!

"After all, Serbio Garcia and I are reckless one-on-one!

My teammates were worried about me being overwhelmed.

They move around desperately and try to help.

(But here's my only chance to pull it out!

But I didn't give him a pass.

The target is the monster Serbio Garcia.

If I show a gap even for a moment, they attack me with their fangs turned.

I have no choice but to pull it out on my own.

'It's time! Let's end the play, Coata!

It was time for the game to end.

Additional time is one minute away.

Serbio Garcia has been raising his gear even more.

of the gear above the athlete village, and the gear above.

He comes to take my ball with the instantaneous power of divine speed.

(ku⁉ No way is this last play going to accelerate even more here ⁉ what am I supposed to do ⁉)

To be honest, it was unexpected.

It was stuffed.

This far out of standard opponent, I don't have any more weapons left.

My future feints and dribbles don't work in this situation either.

While desperately keeping the ball, think of a way to reverse it.

(Anyway... take care of the ball... carefully, softly...)

That's when.

Fu and old words came to my mind.

That goes on from an early age, how to practice the basics.

It is the first time I practiced in kindergarten, it is a ball touch foot move.

(Dribble is on both legs, don't deflect the center of gravity... don't look too far at your feet, look around...)

I don't see why such preliminary moves have come to mind on such an Olympic grand stage.

But with Serbio in front of you, I was self-absorbed.

Among other things, it flows over and over in the back of my brain.

When I was three, the first time they bought a soccer ball.

Preliminary moves at that time kept coming in.

(Lifting feels the center of the ball... so you can even close your eyes... while you feel the ball...)

That was a strange feeling.

It's like you're dreaming.

Soccer memories from a very young age flow like a running light (so cluttered).

(Watch your opponent's movements, but don't let your movements confuse you... your body orientation always looks at your opponent's goal...)

I've been in touch with soccer ball for a really long time now.

I've kicked the ball in my personal life as well as during practice.

Keep it to your teacher during class, and practice a sneak ball touch.

I have always continued to practice voluntarily, both in the house and in the open spaces.

14 years x 365 days x more than 10 hours a day......

I've never counted, but I've spent a huge amount of time in touch with soccer balls.

Until I cut all my private time, I kicked in with a soccer ball.

What the hell is that for?

I might not have even thought about it.

(Speaking of which, did you even think about this the first time you bought a soccer ball?

I was selflessly obsessed with practicing the basics then.

I haven't had any football experience in my last life, and I've only honed the basics.

"After all, football is hard..."

I snap into small pieces.

Words the first night I touched a soccer ball.

It's the last time! Come on, Coata!

The next moment, right in front of me, the other guy was approaching.

Serbio Garcia was a special tackle trying to steal the ball from me.

'That's it, Coata!

Serbio, your tackle was perfect.

My ball, which was on the defensive side of the war, will undoubtedly be taken away as it is.

"Soccer is hard... but soccer is..."

I move carelessly and crush again.

At the same time, I roll out the moves I've been practicing every day since kindergarten.

I don't even know why I made such a plain initial move on the big stage.

"He said he was going to give me such a childish move. ⁉ Coata, I got it!

I'm sure of the victory, Serbio. You scream.

I could still see myself snatching the ball and beating the Japanese goal for sure.

"Soccer is............ really fun!!"

I was screaming.

And the battle was for a moment.

What I rolled out was a basic soccer move.

Elementary moves for children without any weird philosophy.

"What... and ⁉"

But Serbio Garcia couldn't react.

I couldn't stop reading it.

Dressed in stone.

... If you keep him gutsy even with a small effort, he will succeed in the end.

This also led to the world of football.

Any underlying moves will be profound.

The pile of foundations in me exceeded your genius, Serbio.

"Mr. Hyoma!!"

The foundation in the foundation, both the path and the one I put out.

But no one in Spain could keep up with the precision of the superb path.

"This is Coata's pass...... it's the best pass ever, Coata!

Just one...... trust me about me, only the leopard you've been waiting for catches up with and fits in no trap.

Shortly afterwards, an intense bullet chute breaks through a Spanish goal.

"Pippy!"

The whistle of judgment sounds as it is.

Signal of the match.

Shown on the electro-optical bulletin board were three to two numbers.

The Japanese representative succeeded in reversing it.

"Hmm... you're tired..."

I fall over a pitch of natural grass.

Residual stamina 0%

I may not be able to walk one more step today.

"But really... you had the most fun..."

This is how we control the fierce fight and beat the Spanish representative.

We were able to win a gold medal.