After talking so sense with the players responsible for the disruption, he proceeded to have so talk with the victim. After all, it must have affected him negatively. So, he wanted to
provide so moral support to Hiro.
However, when he tried to speak with Hiro, Hiro's deanor shocked him. Contrary to his expectations, he was doing completely fine.
Just how can a child so young be so tough ntally?
He couldn't help but ponder upon hearing him. There should have been so sort of discomfort or hostility in the least. But he neither held any hostility toward the bunches nor did he feel uncomfortable about being the target of their malevolent sche.
It appeared that he didn't require any counseling.
Though it relieved his worries, he couldn't help but marvel at Hiro's ntality. This exchange with Hiro was supposed to help Hiro but it was he who gained so invaluable insight from this exchange.
Still, he felt relieved after he talked with his players.
It might be due to Coach Nanami's peaceful approach but the matter was resolved peacefully.
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A week passed in the blink of an eye.
Finally, it was the day of the announcent of the squad mbers who'd be taking on Georgia and Brazil. As for the unselected ones they'd be heading ho.
The training camp had co to an end.
As usual, players had gathered on the field. They were waiting for their coaches to announce the squad. Most of their complexion appeared rather pale. At the sa ti, so could be seen with their eyes closed almost as if they were desperately praying.
The atmosphere was heavy with anticipation.
An eerie silence had engulfed the pitch.
Hiro on the other hand didn't appear bothered in the slightest. Enveloped by a layer of a tranquil aura, he was akin to a sage who had mastered his mind.
Well, why would he be worried about the announcent?
Only those who haven't perford well would worry. As for him who had perford well in the sessions, he had nothing to worry about.
So, why would he get anxious?
No, he wasn't being arrogant. It was simply his confidence in himself that prevented him from freaking out like the rest.
Solemnly, he rolled his eyes as he silently observed the players' state. The tension on the field was palpable. Yet still, it failed to move him.
'Would worrying change the outco?'
He couldn't help but think when looking at their distressful state.
'It'd only worsen your state. But we humans instead of trying to solve the problem like to overthink the problem.'
While pondering about the state of other players, he began to recall his performance in the camp. From this training camp, he had learned quite a lot.
The knowledge he gained from this exchange wasn't limited to just techniques and skills on the pitch. But he had also learned a lot about the life of a footballer outside the pitch.
So as he began to recall his experiences a feeling of gratefulness swelled inside his heart. Just then Coach Nanami accompanied by his coaching staff appeared on the field. Though the result was pretty much predictable there was still room for so variables. So most of the players who appeared rather desperate at the mont were wishing for that variable.
At once as they saw the figure of the coaches, anxious players their faces paled even further. Their heart sank while at the sa ti, an oppressive aura pressed down on them, making them unable to move or speak.
The atmosphere of the pitch grew even heavier.
Yet still, those confident in their abilities remained unaffected.
"Good morning everybody," Nanami greeted, trying to lighten the mood. He could vividly see the concern on their faces.
And it did make him slightly uncomfortable when seeing their desolate faces.
Well, he could have avoided seeing such a look on their faces by simply sending the announcent to their phone. But he didn't want to do that. If he did that it'd be like disrespecting their effort.
Only by telling them to their faces that they've all done well would it bring justice to their effort, he felt so.
So even though their disheartened expression made him uncomfortable, he still maintained his composure. After all, he couldn't afford to show it on his face.
Then he solemnly swept his gaze across the players before speaking in a flat tone, "I want you all to rember that it isn't the only opportunity. You'll get a lot of opportunities as long as you don't give up. So with that being said, I'd like to announce the result. Those whose nas are called up, step forward."
They could tell that he was simply saying those words to help ease their worries. But even so, it was like throwing a bucket of water in the volcano.
It wasn't enough to calm their worries.
Yet still they could only look forward to the announcent.
Opening the slip of paper he held in his hand, Nanami began to announce, "Goalkeepers: Aya Matsuda, Naoto Miyashiro, Ryota Nakamura"
Well, it wasn't much of a surprise. After all, the spot for the goalkeeper wasn't competitive enough to begin with.
As their nas were called out they quickly stepped forward.
Then Nanami proceeded to call the nas of the defenders. Surprisingly, even Kaoru Sato was included in the team.
The mont his na was called out, he froze in his place. A look of disbelief adorned his mature visage. He had been called up by the team for the first ti. Yet, he had made it to the final team after competing with so of the best players in Japan.
He simply couldn't bring himself to believe.
Everything felt like a dream. So, despite the coach repeating his na multiple tis, he simply stood frozen in his place.
Though this halted the event slightly, he couldn't be blad. After all, soone so old that too from a second-division club breaking into the national team was a rare scenario. It had only happened a handful of tis in the past.
So, his shock was justifiable. He was simply overjoyed by the news.
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